<?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-3187033</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:42:26.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>* - * . *{moon kitty. be shining.}* - *. *</title><subtitle type='html'>oh...
ran·dom (rndm)
adj. 
Having no specific pattern, purpose, or objective: random movements. 

Who knew?
souhaitez-vous que vous ayez été mon unicorn ?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>608</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-114616520023259546</id><published>2006-04-27T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T15:13:20.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>republish</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/114616520023259546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/114616520023259546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114616520023259546' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-390119309</id><published>2003-06-25T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T11:41:44.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and the list goes on...names i'm glad i don't have:1. vanina cummingsyes...this is a real name of someone.  i shit you not!  her parents really hated her...that's all for now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/390119309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/390119309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#390119309' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91608035</id><published>2003-03-29T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T11:54:53.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright. everyone grab their party hats and their plastic cups b/c we're movin' this party over to chezpink.com.  same layout for now but gimme a few days and it'll be dripping w/ freshness.  big fat thanks to ko for getting it all set up.  i owe that ho a drink.  and you do, too.  i'm going to leave the blog up for a min until i get all comfy w/ the greymatter ish...but all new posts from here -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91608035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91608035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91608035' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91569511</id><published>2003-03-28T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T16:58:04.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my favorite song right now: peshay "you got me burnin'"and who's going to diesel boy and bad boy bill tonight for free!!!! awwwwweeeeee yeah!!! so that kinda makes up for the whole WMC thing...did i already write about this?  oh well.  i'm all kinds of damn hyper now.  and i have to go home and do chezpink.com and then i'm heading up to the riviera w/ joe around 11:30ish..and err'body </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91569511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91569511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91569511' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91547813</id><published>2003-03-28T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T11:14:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>steph: heather, seriously...WHAT is in those girl scout cookies?  i'm having dreams about eating them.heather (lifetime girlscout): i've been sworn to secrecy.  please stop asking me questions or i will be forced to kill you.steph: but i must know!  i can't stop eating them!  they consume my life!heather: *bludgens and runs* </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91547813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91547813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91547813' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91545761</id><published>2003-03-28T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T09:06:18.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*spits* sonofabitch!  ok...i tried twice to update the damn pictures on the left side and twice to update my links but blogger is hatin' on me and won't update.  so tony and kevynn...i really tried to link you...no i did.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91545761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91545761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91545761' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91524626</id><published>2003-03-27T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T23:29:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah...again...politics intimidate me...and you know why?  because even though i hate people and their ignorance and ideals...i care about human suffering.  i hate seeing loss of life and families and friends grieving.  and to me...politics is not personal at all.  politics equals greed and selfishness for me.  and that's why i can't tell you if i'm a democrat or a libertarian or a republican or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91524626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91524626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91524626' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91490950</id><published>2003-03-27T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T12:58:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and when the printer says "misfeed detected: please remove the misfeed at this location", i will not.  i refuse to touch that thing.  it intimidates me.  so i rebelled and switched default printers.  ha HA!  i'm a winner...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91490950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91490950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91490950' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91488321</id><published>2003-03-27T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T11:51:33.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh how i love my sweet new track pants.  we'll call it the first step in my hardcore workout program™ that doesn't exist yet.  my excuse now?  i have no training/running shoes...what i DO have are these tennis shoes that don't support my high arch and hurt my ankles when i run.  i need these:then i would be motivated to work out.  then tonight...you get ready...you put on your helmet and your</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91488321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91488321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91488321' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91453216</id><published>2003-03-26T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T22:03:29.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have a green chick named hamburger.  its vicious.  it was attacking the batman pez despenser on lee ann's desk.  i had to take him home because he was creating a hostile work environment™ for my co-workers.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91453216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91453216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91453216' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91422781</id><published>2003-03-26T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T14:58:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i sacrificed three nails to go bowling and drinking on my company's dime yesterday...three fucking nails.  no, i don't have acrylics {anymore} but i just had some regular, scraggly, unkempt nails that were massacred by my bright neon yellow bowling ball and you wouldn't think 9lbs is that heavy until your four heinies deep.  those crafty suckaz were trying to pull a fast one on chezpink and card </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91422781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91422781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91422781' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91297263</id><published>2003-03-24T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T15:01:08.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>double fisting:a full cherry coke and an empty cherry coke that i'm spitting the shells of my sunflower seeds in...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91297263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91297263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91297263' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91288479</id><published>2003-03-24T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T12:16:06.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and i avoided all "internet cafes" whilst in miami...deciding to take a break from this tumor that has spread through my entire body.  the feeling in my fingertips came back and my double-click finger didn't hurt as badly, either.  but i did manage to buy this off of ebay before i left.  i missed my om ring too much to let that thumb go nekkid and w/ out spiritual guidance.  its not the same as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91288479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91288479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91288479' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91287662</id><published>2003-03-24T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T11:58:36.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>even the cats are pretentiousoh its two am on friday morning in the aTL and here we go!  woo!  lets go to miami!!  *ka-flump ka-flump ka-flump*  "what the hell is that?!?"  "that's a damn flat tire!!"  sunofabeech!!!  so we all got out and cursed and spat on the tire...tried to figure out how far we could get on the donut.  after we gave up on finding a twenty-four hour tire place, we just went</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91287662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91287662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91287662' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91075345</id><published>2003-03-20T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T14:28:56.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FnkyAss: I'm packing emergency dressy, semi-dressy, formal, semi-formal, light casual, dressy casual, club casual, and club dressy clothes...just in casehe really is packing more than me...those silly gheys™....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91075345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91075345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91075345' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91074532</id><published>2003-03-20T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T14:19:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bitch NAHST!and that is really my new miami outfit.  i went up to lenox on my lunch break today and they had one skirt left, my size, one belt left on the mannequin and the shirt...woo yeah!!!!!!!!  yeah no tights in miami...the pale and pasty stems are gonna be out in full force baby!!! recognize w/ me, jr.*sings* we're going to miami tooonniiiiiiighhhht....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91074532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91074532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91074532' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-91003805</id><published>2003-03-19T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T13:12:51.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>signs that i'm getting oldi got excited over office supplies today...especially this stand for my phone that i could put my post-it™ notes and pens in...the end...the end is near.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91003805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/91003805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91003805' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90976153</id><published>2003-03-19T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T01:35:11.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i...shouldn't have bought three months of the audblog but i wasn't exactly sober so we'll blame it on that.  i like to blame things on not being sober.  its easy.  i never call it b/c i hate my hick deep voice and i feel like all the "cool" and "funny" things that i think about don't sound as "cool" and "funny" when i say them outloud.  i have a great audience in my head.  they always laugh...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90976153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90976153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90976153' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90847969</id><published>2003-03-17T05:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T05:41:53.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sie sagten, daß Sie nicht wieder verschwinden würden, aber das alleseine Lüge war. während eines zweiten Mals brachen Sie mein Herz undnach links mich mit den Stücken. keine Erklärung... gerade Schmerz.ich wünsche Sie wissen, daß ich mich tadele für, was ich nichthaben kann. ich kann nicht helfen aber tadeln, was ich bin, oder wasich nicht bin. wie können Sie Phasen mit selbst wissend, daß </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90847969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90847969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90847969' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90841841</id><published>2003-03-17T01:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T01:35:49.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>meet the new member of the fam...this is brody, jenny poo and jason's new st. bernard.  quite possible the most loving and gentle animal i've ever seen.  i was going to try and pull a piper-switch-out but they were paying too much attention...friday night was joey's b'day so steph, gayland, and me shoved jack n' cokes down his throat until he was beligerent.  great fun. great. fun.  then we got</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90841841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90841841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90841841' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90780117</id><published>2003-03-15T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T18:00:42.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn....girl scout cookies...i'm pissed b/c i checked the weather forecast for miami next weekend and its gonna be rainin' on friday and sat'dey.  what the fuck.  why God, why?  oh well...hopefully i'll still get burnt to a crisp...that's all i want.  and to see diesel boy, bad company, shy fx, underworld, etc.its damn cold in hurr.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90780117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90780117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90780117' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90778510</id><published>2003-03-15T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T17:10:43.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>audblog audio post</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90778510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90778510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90778510' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90733392</id><published>2003-03-14T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T17:23:35.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>forgot the oscars, forget the tonies, forget the chezpink awards....run, don't walk, over to boz's place to get in on the bozzie awards...all the cool kids are doin' it.  yeah huh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90733392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90733392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90733392' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90598191</id><published>2003-03-12T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T13:02:03.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>----- Original Message ----- From: SNA To: Heather; Jennifer Sent: Tuesday, March 11, 2003 5:00 PMSubject: Damn Girl Scout CookiesWhat is it about the y-chromosome and these fucking cookies. Heather comes and delivers a friggin case of this stuff to my desk and now I have every girl on the floor begging me to sell them one. I bet I could get them to trade their virgin rosebuds for just one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90598191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90598191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90598191' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90568944</id><published>2003-03-12T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T00:38:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think not, baby puppy...it is YOU that is in troublei've had this dream...for a while...like a few months or so....to press my nekkid ta-ta's up against a window in a highrise for all of ATL to see....last night...i lived my dream.we went to anthony's apt on ralph mcgill to hang out and timMAY and anthony went to the grocery store, leaving stephanie and me.  we got bored pretty quickly so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90568944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90568944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90568944' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90552373</id><published>2003-03-11T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T19:01:50.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for adults only</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90552373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90552373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90552373' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90523011</id><published>2003-03-11T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T09:40:27.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tucker (9:35:51 AM): Can you imagine having 4 penises in you at the same time!?tucker (9:35:58 AM): *shudders*chez pink(9:35:58 AM): throw in a bucket of chicken and THAT'S a friday night right there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90523011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90523011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90523011' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90519345</id><published>2003-03-11T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T08:22:13.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>googlisms for deliadelia is my queen of cuisinedelia is my babydelia is my only curedelia is a variation on the classicdelia is the commanding officer of the army of cutenessdelia is the undisputed queen of our householddelia is in the southern part of the province of caltanissettadelia is one of those television personalities who you really would like to have as a frienddelia is not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90519345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90519345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90519345' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90463014</id><published>2003-03-10T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T11:24:41.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate metabolife.  it was a horrible idea to chase it w/ coffee this morning. *shakes voilently*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90463014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90463014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90463014' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90363245</id><published>2003-03-08T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T13:28:21.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>where do i start...where do i begin...you should all get a little closer to beth orton.  today we're taking de dogs to de park and i can't get the damn hair and lent off my damn tracksuit.  this is a catastrophe.  no, it really is.  last night steph, tim, stacy, joey, mark, and i sat up at the pooch and drank ourselves retarded and talked the war talk™.  i usually just nodd my head and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90363245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90363245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90363245' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90322077</id><published>2003-03-07T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T12:58:31.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this site is just so wrong....but enjoy.  you know you're laughing...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90322077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90322077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90322077' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90307008</id><published>2003-03-07T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T12:07:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ain't nothin' changed, hoe's down, g's upso stephanie came in my room this morning and started dancing in her underwear b/c it was friday.  we do this.  and we all have theme songs and our own choreographed dances...even piper and fatison (the puss puss).  someone please buy this for me...its only $300...i'm worth $300...right?  ok maybe not...but that's my next big project is bitchin' out ms</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90307008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90307008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90307008' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90281730</id><published>2003-03-06T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T09:40:55.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what you should have been watching was me whilst i pulled some macgyver shit and changed the light bulb in my 10 ft ceiling w/ no ladder!  yeah it was dangerous but that's about as dangerous as my life gets.  i ended up pulling out a small dresser and putting on my highest platform boots (way to go, blonde!) and barely reached the seven lb globe that covered the burnt out lights.  when i finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90281730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90281730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90281730' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90246261</id><published>2003-03-06T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T12:00:23.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cd of the week: dj db "higher education" ...has a bitch nasty track of the mc re-doing aliyah's "been a long time"...bitch nasty - a phrase i just made up to describe how fucking fantastic something is.and i have to words for you, my dahlings...cAnDLeliGhT diNNah!  (never had one of those either...still sad)  sweet joe fixed me some awesome chicken and rice and we rented road to perdition </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90246261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90246261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90246261' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90197375</id><published>2003-03-05T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T17:16:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90197375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90197375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90197375' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90132770</id><published>2003-03-04T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T16:17:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FnkyAss: hmm, wanna get a brazilian wax before we go?chez pink: hahahachez pink: umchez pink: nochez pink: but i'll watch youFnkyAss: lol, I'm still trying to decide if I wanna let the lady doing the waxing watch. chez pink: hahahachez pink: she's cool as hellFnkyAss: but making her do it with a blindfold, probably isn't a good ideachez pink: OMGchez pink: lmAOchez pink: NOchez pink: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90132770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90132770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90132770' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90126641</id><published>2003-03-04T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T14:17:28.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so last night...was one of the best nights of my sweet young life.  tonight i'm going to his house where he's cooking me din din...nobody has EVER cooked dinner for chezpink.  (i know...sad, isn't it?)  we're also going to miami together for the WMC...please forgive me while i piss maself.  its all too good...too good...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90126641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90126641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90126641' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90070511</id><published>2003-03-03T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T16:33:09.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so tonight's THE night...we're going to go out after work.  which kinda sucks b/c i really wanted to take a whole day and get ready so i could look my personal best but i could really care less...i just get to see him.  i haven't stopped smiling since friday night and i haven't had a good night's sleep either...but its all worth it.  surin or cafe instanbul?  two more hours...two more hours...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90070511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90070511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90070511' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-90022544</id><published>2003-03-02T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T20:10:24.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ramen is my life, damn it.  and i've found a solution for bleeding gums.  i bought this crest™ tooth brush that massages your gums while you brush and my gums haven't bled since i bought it a month ago.  and i got all of my bettie page and marilyn monroe posters in the mail...all i need now are frames.  they're like $25 a pop for a nice one so i probably will never frame them because i need </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90022544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/90022544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90022544' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89988054</id><published>2003-03-02T01:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T01:47:10.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>joe called again.  we're going out tomorrow.  i'm really trying to remain calm.  i normally don't discuss the love life but when it comes to love, joe's it.  the only one.  Joe est mon unicorn.  we were just victims of bad timing...tobes xoxox is a dirty dirty skank.i miss my steph-steph...she's been in kentucky since friday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89988054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89988054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#89988054' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89962012</id><published>2003-03-01T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-01T13:44:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>joe called.  my sweet sweet asheville joe.  he called while i was bustin' a moove at the diesel boy/bad company show.  which was probably one of the best shows i've been to in a long damn time.  the riviera was a little crowded but damn good dnb.  but anyway, so joe called.  and i called him back but him and will were out.  this is the best march 1st ever.coffee and a peanut butter sandwich.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89962012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89962012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#89962012' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89927342</id><published>2003-02-28T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T18:24:04.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh and this is really gangsta....yeah that dude used to work at the pizza place next to work and would hit on anything that moved.  i got drunk and gave him my number once and then refused to go over there for months after he kept calling me over and over again and leaving creepy ass messages...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89927342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89927342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89927342' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89916938</id><published>2003-02-28T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T17:14:05.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>do you know the muffin man?i know the damn muffin man.  the muffin bandit, if you will...here's the story:so after the show at breakers, max power and his goons drive to an atm at a publix.  intoxicated, he thought it would be a good idea to pull up on the curb.  as he's getting his money out, he notices all these packaged muffins all around the atm so he also decides that it would be a good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89916938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89916938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89916938' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89842151</id><published>2003-02-27T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T10:39:09.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am a mean, rude, terrible person...i feel so horrible.  my friend/co-worker passed me in the hall as i was getting here this morning around 9:45 and i said, "good morning" and he looked at his watch suggestively...i immediately jumped on him and said, "i'm not supposed to be here until 10am so don't you give me that condescending 'thanks for joining us' looking-at-your-watch look" and stomped </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89842151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89842151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89842151' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89815152</id><published>2003-02-26T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T22:43:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i threw away my license on the 15th and i went to the dmv today.  the fulton co. dmv.  that is a fuuuuuunn place.  lemme tell YOU!  i had to get my license before friday so that i could get into the diesel boy and bad company show.  yeah c'mon!  anyway...so steph and i went down there around 2:30 and drove around the block looking for a place to park.  then we got a number and were told that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89815152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89815152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89815152' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89779575</id><published>2003-02-26T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T10:54:25.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seeing as how i have a problem and i can admit that, i've set some goals for today:1. stay off of guess.com2. stay off of guess.com3. no fritos or anything else really fattyand FYI...cuz i wasn't sure and maybe you should be aware, too...chez pink: yeah...and please help mechez pink: what EXACTLY is a froidian slip?chez pink: does it HAVE to deal w/ sex or mothers?FnkyAsss: lol, nope. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89779575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89779575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89779575' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89739803</id><published>2003-02-25T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T18:20:18.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dudes...prefer bad head to no head?  vote here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89739803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89739803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89739803' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89730607</id><published>2003-02-25T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T15:29:05.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am convinced that our vp's are coked up.  more on that later.  but here are a few of my favorite things:1. bunnies2. brazillian bikini waxes3. finishing other peoples' work!!ha! who knew! ok well back to doing someone else's work!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89730607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89730607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89730607' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89717370</id><published>2003-02-25T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T11:17:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89717370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89717370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89717370' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89714490</id><published>2003-02-25T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T10:38:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had a dream last night that my family was at this lakehouse and we had two jet skis...which is weird b/c i hate jet skis and after the little incident last june i swore to never mount one again. so anyway...we had these two jet skis and at some point in the dream, my sweet little brother, pnut, drowned and it was very sad. jason (my brother in law) stressed the importance of safety on the jet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89714490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89714490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89714490' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89688698</id><published>2003-02-24T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T22:53:26.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so the best damn music to listen to while you're driving is reidspeed: resonance.  that shit is hot like sewer butter!  oh...well it just sounded right at the moment...the best song to listen to on the cd is suckerpunch.  i was a redlight on 16th street and the bass dropped right as the light turned green.  i was very amused.  i'm sure passers-by were questioning my sanity as i laughed to myself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89688698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89688698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89688698' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89673302</id><published>2003-02-24T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T18:28:40.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate hangnails.  they have ripped my sweet nylons for the last time!!  *cuts off fingers*  i also hate dreamweaver right now.  i only hate it because i don't understand how to use it and i had a great chezpink dot com going on and i didn't save the frames right and its all gone.  ALL FUCKING GONE!  well except for one frame that i really don't need.  so i spat on my computer and refused to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89673302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89673302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89673302' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89512817</id><published>2003-02-21T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T14:34:46.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nothing beats a bone bread sammich from eatZi's.  just like a sunburned woody...can't beat it.  ok maybe corn dogs and claussen pickles rival the sammich but not today...i don't even want to see another corn dog after the "incident" yesterday...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89512817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89512817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89512817' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89459933</id><published>2003-02-20T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T17:53:12.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chezpink tv is back.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89459933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89459933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89459933' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89455785</id><published>2003-02-20T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T16:35:01.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>keef: Most peops relax at a Bed&amp;Breakfast, CheZPinK however is most chillinest at a Brazilian&amp;Bukkake.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89455785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89455785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89455785' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89445742</id><published>2003-02-20T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T13:26:17.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man...living this close to work is just fanfuckingtastic...i can come home from working on the internet during my lunch break and...get on the internet...i have a sad sad life...steph-steph and timMAY went down to bef's house in s-bridge over the weekend and steph was trying to explain the whole "chezpink" thing to bef and after she didn't really understand so in unison they all said, "too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89445742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89445742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89445742' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89394119</id><published>2003-02-19T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T18:12:27.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things i need to stop doingthreatening my co-workers' livespunching my co-workersok that's about it for now....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89394119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89394119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89394119' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89393819</id><published>2003-02-19T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T18:13:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Koku: wait a minuteKoku: have we been hereKoku: since the wee hours of the mornin'Koku: ? chez pink: since damn 8amchez pink: oh yeschez pink: such is my lifeKoku: i know right? Koku: what's happening here?Koku: how did we become so engulfed in the work?chez pink: and i spend about an hour between 5-6 talking w/ my co-workers about sex and refrigeratorsKoku: LOLKoku: hahahachez pink:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89393819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89393819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89393819' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89386210</id><published>2003-02-19T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T15:45:00.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok...there's a gay circuit club going on in my head today.  so if you see me just randomly bouncing to no music...that's what's going on.  ever seen the opening credits to queer as folk? yeah that club babylon?  yeah that's in my head.  oh grrrrrl...chez pink: WHO'S IN A GAY CIRCUIT CLUB?!?chez pink: I AMchez pink: I AMchez pink: *spins and g's out*sanman: wait what?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89386210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89386210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89386210' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89383945</id><published>2003-02-19T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T14:53:28.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>keef: Senator Kerry has no position on that.chez pink: what kind of surgery did he have?chez pink: he never made that clearchez pink: which would lead me to believe that he's a post op transiechez pink: and in that casechez pink: he gets my vote!Koku: LOLKoku: hahaKoku: i need to vote for post-op transieschez pink: man...if we had a post op as a presidentchez pink: the world might be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89383945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89383945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89383945' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89383854</id><published>2003-02-19T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T14:55:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woo! hot mess! that's what i am today.  a big ball of dancing ghetto trash energy.  i woke up an hour and a half late b/c i was supposed to be here at 7am but didn't get up until 7:30 and its all piper's fault.  he woke me up at 3am to go play outside and jerk my half sleeping ass all over the yard while i yelled profanities at him.  i don't even know if some of the things i called him even exist</summary><link 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this:reed:hey babe...what are you doing?me:*laughs* working!  what are YOU doing?!reed:oh gawd...i forgot it was monday...day five, honey, day five...me:it really is time for you to shut it down...reed:i know...i'm really sitting at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89268446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89268446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89268446' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89108649</id><published>2003-02-14T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T15:12:40.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy venerial disease day!i hate this day.  but i do love the free red suckers, free chocolate cupcakes, and the valentines from the onion.  other than that its just going to be me and piper tonight.  i have a date with comcast again.  we're gettin' pretty hot and heavy, you know...pretty serious.  tonight i think is going to be the night.  the night when i rip the tech a new asshole if he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89108649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/89108649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89108649' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-89033466</id><published>2003-02-13T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T11:38:31.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have found new things to entertain me besides the internet, little ones.  the most exciting addition to my life has to be this parkay pink buttah.  yes, ham lovers, PINK buttah...seems like it was made just for yours truly.  i really had a duck when i saw it in kroger last night and absolutely had to have it.  i even considered buying the purple ketchup, even though i hate ketchup, and making </summary><link 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88994505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88994505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88994505' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88992897</id><published>2003-02-12T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T16:21:40.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i tried to be a philanthropist last night and go to Bible study and heal the sick...but the Bible study kids dipped out on us and then tobes ended up being ok when i got to his house armed with chicken soup and cough drops.  i think it was just a ploy to kidnap me and make me drink their devil fire water liquor because once i got over there, reed and justin pretty much forced me to have "just one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88992897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88992897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88992897' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88933539</id><published>2003-02-11T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T16:45:07.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CheZPinK: its...so weird without tobesWarhead : hmmCheZPinK: nobody to warn meCheZPinK: nobody to send me dirty scat pictures over aimCheZPinK: nobody to threaten my lifeCheZPinK: my work life sucks nowWarhead: BAM!! *warhead warns chezpink up to 20%*CheZPinK: aweee...thanks :DCheZPinK: i feel a little betterWarhead: ILL KILL UWarhead: BITCHWarhead: issat better?CheZPinK: no, he's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88933539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88933539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88933539' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88875998</id><published>2003-02-10T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T17:58:43.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi my name is heather.  and i'm a compulsive clothes changer.  i change clothes at least three times a day on any given day.  sometimes more.  i've been doing this since my youth.  my mother used to yell at me for changing clothes for no reason.  i just got bored with what i was wearing.  i just wanted to add a little spice to my boring childhood of playing war and tea set.  is that so bad?  so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88875998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88875998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88875998' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88864747</id><published>2003-02-10T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T14:27:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i...can't hear anything...both my ears are stopped up.  i also feel very dizzy...is this the flu?  damn it...good news...the cable modem at chezchez has sync...but i'm still getting "page cannot be displayed."  so someone has been working on the outside (four technicians later) but i think i have to call tech support and have someone walk me through releasing the ip or something.  i was so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88864747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88864747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88864747' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88858299</id><published>2003-02-10T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T12:07:09.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>operation: pale and pastysummaryto end the pastiness that is chezpink for at least the spring and summer and early fall seasonsdetailsafter careful analysis, i have come to the conclusion that chezpink is much too pale and pasty and would only harm the public if said pale and pastiness is exxxposed when "that season" comes around.  i need to start w/ the darkening of the "fair skin" as it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88858299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88858299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88858299' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88853328</id><published>2003-02-10T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T10:24:15.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am the slum lord of monopoly.  chezslums™ if you will.  i bought up all the cheap property past "GO" and then put up gov't housing and collected my piddly little rent.  then i sat in my penthouse on park place with my big fat greasy belly and counted all my....ones...then i had to give up my penthouse and move into one of my shacks on baltic ave b/c i landed on tim's kentucky ave with like two </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88853328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88853328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88853328' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88730012</id><published>2003-02-07T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T18:13:09.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wanted: a cabana boy to pour hot sauce on each frito and then feed it to me while i work.  no pay.  you work my hours.  you just get to smell me all day.  a privilege?  well...i guess it all just depends on the day.do you know how tedious it is to pour a drop of hot sauce on a frito and eat it and try to type at the same time?  it can't be done.  of course, on might say, "pour the hot sauce in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88730012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88730012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88730012' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88705539</id><published>2003-02-07T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T17:30:24.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh pig bowels i can't catch up.  i'm only on my second blog and its already been like twenty minutes.  i only allowed five minutes per blog so that by nine i would be hopefully be done and awake enough to walk down to starbuck's.  now i'm wasting more of the man's™ time.  i can't keep...focuse...*pulls up mail and files of pictures*.  i can't do just one thing at one time.  from what i recall, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88705539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88705539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88705539' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88703016</id><published>2003-02-07T08:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T08:12:18.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>someone...must...die..still...no...internet...at...the...house...*breathes deeply*the second technician came out today and basically did nothing but come to the conclusion that there needs to be a hole drilled in the wall and we'd have to get our landlord's permission to do this.  that's fine.  got their permission.  so now i have to reschedule a whole new appointment for these goat fuckers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88703016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88703016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88703016' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88550893</id><published>2003-02-04T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T16:30:54.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a nightmare has happier endings...so chezpink is now chezurban but not without a lot of bullshit hassles and headaches.  its exciting to be ITP and so close to work and my favorite bar/restaurant but who knew getting utilities to work properly was such a fuk pig?  i moved friday night with the aide of my loving family and had my room set up by saturday morning.  steph and tim still had another </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88550893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88550893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88550893' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88301608</id><published>2003-01-30T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T21:11:07.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tobenisms: "the next thing i eat has to have had a mother or a soul..."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88301608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88301608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88301608' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88185232</id><published>2003-01-28T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T19:36:31.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>btw - - chezpink tv is back online...thirty dollahs later.  click on the link that says "chezpink tv"...no not that...there you go.  oooh!! live stream!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88185232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88185232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88185232' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88152767</id><published>2003-01-28T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T08:02:08.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RAWR!  fukin' comments.  for a minute i thought i didn't have any at all.  then last night we refreshed and there were comments all over the page!  who knew? but now they're gone again... and i don't remember what they said so i can't even attempt to reply...everything's ruined!!  *throws hissy fit*  so i'm not ignoring you if you left a comment, i just can't see it b/c i have a shitty comment </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88152767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88152767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88152767' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88133377</id><published>2003-01-27T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T21:59:36.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"i know evan drinks beers and goes to hooters...but i can change that." - ugly curly headed bitch on joe millionaire...change that!?!  what the fuck!?  why would you want to change that??  that's a GUY!  oh hello...he's HETERO!!  i mean...i was raised in fucking hooters...what's so wrong w/ it?  just tits and wings.  big deal.  this show is fucking TRASH!!!"...there are gold diggers out there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88133377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88133377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88133377' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88128811</id><published>2003-01-27T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T21:05:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i had this post going this weekend.  and it went a little something like this:i have a new favorite show on tv land.  i've always had a crush on macgyver b/c c'mon...he's a 1/2 redneck guhl's dream.  that svelt body.  those tight straight-legged pants.  that mullet!  *swoons*  if i had to be in a bad situation where all i had was lip gloss and a rubber to make a two-way radio, i'd be really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88128811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88128811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88128811' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88110014</id><published>2003-01-27T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T14:09:44.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is really 7:49 in the damn morning...what the hell am i doing at work? more later, keith...when i get home.listening to: chemical brothers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88110014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88110014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88110014' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88081623</id><published>2003-01-27T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T07:05:46.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mom gives me shit sometimes...and i tell her to SHUT HER HOLE BEFORE I KICK HER IN THE NUTS! © eric cartman</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88081623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88081623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88081623' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88074767</id><published>2003-01-26T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T22:08:41.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no more chezpink tv.  trial expired.  the two worst words in the entire world.trial.expired.fuck you!! ..and yeah i already tried finding cracks and NOTHING!  so if you know another way...please help.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88074767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88074767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88074767' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88070904</id><published>2003-01-26T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T20:35:30.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm watching two john cusack movies...simultaneously.high fidelity and america's sweethearts.i think high fidelity has a little bit more merit, though...it DOES have jack black and everyone knows that i have a hard on for jack black for some reason.mmm...dinner.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88070904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88070904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88070904' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-88033327</id><published>2003-01-25T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T23:43:15.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after packing the majority of chezshit into five medium sized boxes, i realized that i don't have that much stuff.  dad always says "to only keep enough stuff to throw in your truck.  you never know when you're gonna have to run."  i think my dad lives in a fantasy world where pirates and gypsies still exist.  i think i still live there, too.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88033327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/88033327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88033327' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87965996</id><published>2003-01-24T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T12:48:40.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chezpink tv is now on two cameras thanks to pnut and his skillz.  we were going to do bukkake tv from 10-11pm tonight but i'm now going to the somber reptile w/ deal and frosty so bukkake tv is postponed until this weekend.  what is bukkake tv, you ask?  well, its not what you think but close enough.  it will be simulated bukkake and the spunk will be played by mayonnaise.  starring in tomorrow's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87965996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87965996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87965996' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87914775</id><published>2003-01-23T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T15:01:03.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pig sodomy, the fellating of swine, and digital manipulation of a swine's gentialsit seemed like a good idea at the time...today i want to buy a tracksuit.  i can't wait any longer.  and i need a matching kangol hat, too.  and matching guess tennies. i need help.  tonight is max's monthly show @ breakers so if you have nothing better to do than hang around a desolate pool hall w/ creepy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87914775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87914775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87914775' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87825548</id><published>2003-01-22T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T00:36:06.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maybe this is innappropriate and i might regret posting it later.  but it made me laugh now...cHEzpINk: (|)=3cHEzpINk: that's a qweefLiLMaRky: LMAOLiLMaRky: you are so fucking grosssschez  pink: (~*~)chez  pink: (|) beforechez  pink: (@) afterchez  pink: (~@~) ran a train onchez  pink: (~8~) hemmrhoidschez  pink: &gt;_&lt;  ^_^ ~_^  *_~ chez  pink: hellochez  pink: am i alone?chez  pink: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87825548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87825548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87825548' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87824321</id><published>2003-01-22T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T00:04:32.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pnut got new intake cuz he's an asshole.  asshole...asshole...aHHH!!! MoviNG! - - ten days...packed so far - - nothing...CheZPinK: mother fuckerLiLMaRky: fuckin ACheZPinK: fuckin a...LiLMaRky: you have a thick long fingerLiLMaRky: i remember that fingerLiLMaRky: and that nailCheZPinK: i have a tasty fingerlistening to: a tribe called quest - "award tour"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87824321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87824321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87824321' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87767321</id><published>2003-01-21T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T00:00:19.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>she's a super freak. super. freak.  she's super. freaky.did i ever tell you about the night that rick james came to visit us?  yeah, he saved melissa who was turned into a turtle by the evil chicken.  thanks, rick james..thanks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87767321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87767321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87767321' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87754197</id><published>2003-01-20T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T22:14:44.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you download any song tonight...any song this week...please make it tatu "all the things she said."  those dykes can rock the fuck out.  i've been listening to it all day.had a busy weekend...friday went to josh's jello shot party w/ tobes, stacy, and max and he really made those jello shots w/ golden grain which made yours truly grimmace like a fourteen year old on a wine cooler.  i cut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87754197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87754197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87754197' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87610792</id><published>2003-01-17T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T17:14:08.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quote of the weekend"..now that the heat is onto us we can't have as many people over anymore.  it won't be a stripper fest like it normally is" - xoxox tobes in regards to the ministry of sin.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87610792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87610792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87610792' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87602762</id><published>2003-01-17T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T14:08:27.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>webcam confessionsi streaked infront of the camera this morning.  so sorry you missed it...last night i was caught scratching my nose and the image looked as if i was digging for gold...stacy tried to put his pecker on the camera but the image was too blurred...&gt;&gt;&gt;saturday&gt;&gt;&gt;masquerade&gt;&gt;&gt;free before 11pm&gt;&gt;&gt;$5 after&gt;&gt;&gt;max power spins from 12-1&gt;&gt;&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87602762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87602762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87602762' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87593512</id><published>2003-01-17T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T10:43:16.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the future...chezpink: *soils self*undershirt: we are all going to be so famousundershirt: Noel will get picked up by NPR and be like the Car Talk guys, but for moviesundershirt: pink will be, kinda like Heidi Fleiss, but on the netundershirt: I'll be David Foster Wallace, but, you know, not as good.undershirt: Koku will be President Of The United Statesundershirt: Joey will be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87593512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87593512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87593512' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87575393</id><published>2003-01-17T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T00:29:02.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok...josh and i aren't finished yet but i'm really tired.  so for now if you want the webcam to auto refresh, hit the link underneath the picture.  i had the auto refresh working on the blog but it would refresh the whole damn thing which would really cause seizures for JR.  i'm going to smoke and then i'm going to bed.  i'm worn the fuck out.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87575393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87575393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87575393' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87570867</id><published>2003-01-16T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T22:51:59.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chezpink tv is back for tonight.  the problem was that i had two malfunctioning usb ports.  who knew?  this is why we don't buy fruit.  and this is why you should never give us fruit:me: tell me something, jenn.  are you supposed to eat plantains when they're black?jenn: *giggles* i guess not.stacy: that whole basket is a cess pool...starches.  we like the starches.  corn.  quesidillas.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87570867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87570867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87570867' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87511051</id><published>2003-01-15T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T21:58:16.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>btw - - chezpink tv is in the pre-cum stages and you have to keep refreshing the page to get a new picture.  but then something else go fucked up and now the ftp won't work at all.  you have no idea how crushed i feel right now.  so defeated.  i have no idea what to do...it was going so well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87511051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87511051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87511051' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87484667</id><published>2003-01-15T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T12:42:09.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i walked in my house at 8:30am this morning to find my sister standing in the kitchen, dressed and ready for work sans pants.  here's our conversation:me: jenn, don't forget your pants.jenn: FUCK PANTS! I'M STARTING A REVOLUTION!me: oh, well you might want to do that in the summer b/c its really 20° outside...jenn: yeah, you're right...ok so i made most of that conversation up...but she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87484667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87484667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87484667' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87436723</id><published>2003-01-14T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T16:27:46.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>justin...i miss you...why don't you ever call me?  i guess you could rebuddle with "you never call me, chezpink" but you know that i don't have any finge...oh...we should hang out...you know i'm moving soon to the ATL so your "no car" excuse won't fly with me now.  you can get your ass on marta and ride up to my new house...its very near where you used to work.  and then we can fraternize and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87436723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87436723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87436723' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187033.post-87434334</id><published>2003-01-14T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T16:07:42.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok...my feelings about you change on a day to day basis.  i don't like this relationship we have.  we both need to give a little, take a little...you're giving a little and taking way too much.  first you make me work thirty minutes longer than i'm supposed to and force me to take a lunch, but then you give me free beer (where you card and i had to send someone to go get my beer) and a dingy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87434334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187033/posts/default/87434334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezpink.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87434334' title=''/><author><name>Blanche B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440013535642248466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.orakul.ru/sonnik/image/Old-woman-small.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
