<?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-2570257088273423280</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:01:50.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DrapedinPearls</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drapedinpearls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570257088273423280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drapedinpearls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DrapedinPearls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947788656877938533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570257088273423280.post-8349328802384164459</id><published>2008-07-24T13:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:47:20.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrid Parents</title><content type='html'>I'm perusing the Internet on my lunch break today and come across an article about parents who gave their children odd names and how one judge had to take a child into custody to change her name. At first i thought it was ridiculous how bad could her name be then I found out it was Tallulah does the Hula (WHAAAattt ?) How cracked up do you have to be to name your child that it just insane and  inhumane to do that to a little girl. The article also continued to say how the girl told people to call her K because she was so ashamed of her name. Well I would do the same thing How would anyone take you seriously if that were your name. Some of these parents out there need to be lined up and pushed off a cliff one by one. I'm all about making your child unique but you have got to be kidding me with this one.Your not making your child unique your making them seem stupid its not cool your not cool nor will your child be cool with such dumb names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to search the Internet for other horrible names that parents give to their children.A name I found was Camera really are you that lazy of a parent you couldn't think of anything better. How does one even come up with something so stupid honestly. You get the news that your expecting and everything is all great then you decide to name your daughter Camera. I wonder who was the idiot to put that on the table as an option and whoever went along with it had to be even dumber because if someone mentioned something like that to me I'd slap his dumb ass over the head and be like if theses are the kind of ideas your coming up with now I'm good you need to take no part in raising this child I will be a single mother and say daddy died just so they didn't have to know they may be carrying around the stupid gene. Some other names Chastity (honestly what if she turned out to be a little slut butt what do you do then) Dweezil, Moon Unit, Diva Muffin, ( the previous 3 are all siblings) imagine calling them all to dinner embarrassing lol Apple ( so we are naming our children after fruit I didn't know that was the new cool thing to do.Moxie CrimeFighter no comment just disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you have a child and all the power is now in your hands but lets not get power crazy and cause anarchy think about it if your name were the following Fish and Chips, Yeah Detroit, Keenan Got Lucy and Sex Fruit ( these names were banned) how the hell do you expect this child to get a job besides being a circus freak. I sure as hell no if someone told me there name was Fish and Chips I'd roll my eyes and keep it moving. Now one name which is setting up a child for failure is Violence its been allowed so out there there is a child with Violence as a first name that kid is in my thoughts because with a name like that the best thing for you to be is a street pharmacist that's the only place you'll get respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570257088273423280-8349328802384164459?l=drapedinpearls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drapedinpearls.blogspot.com/feeds/8349328802384164459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570257088273423280&amp;postID=8349328802384164459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570257088273423280/posts/default/8349328802384164459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570257088273423280/posts/default/8349328802384164459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drapedinpearls.blogspot.com/2008/07/horrid-parents.html' title='Horrid Parents'/><author><name>DrapedinPearls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947788656877938533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570257088273423280.post-8455438109029909508</id><published>2008-07-24T09:23:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:31:28.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>It rained all night and thundered but I slept quite peacefully besides that which surprised me because I am terrified of the thunder. Maybe its the wine I had before I went to bed that knocked me out lol (it was one of those days) So I'm leaving my house in the rain and its wet and sticky and gross I love the heat but the humidity that's just disgusting and so uncomfortable you never know what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I leave my home and start my trek to the bus stop and sometimes I wish to see a new face in the morning but no its all the same people who wait for the bus together for the past year and a half yet no one says a word everyone is so involved with their own lives. I sometimes wonder what their thinking. You ever walk to the bus stop and everyone looks at you arriving which makes it kind of odd that everyone acknowledges your presents yet no hello but I'm not going to lie I hate the perky people in the morning there's this one woman who I swear looks exactly like this guy I know its quite sad really her eyes are sunken and not because of age just because she was born unattractive. She also has premature female balding which kinda makes me laugh because her hair is so stringy and she really thinks she looks good one morning she had the audacity to apply makeup at the bus stop.Which I believe is a def force nothing could save that mug. But I digress shes also so happy and chatting giving thumbs ups and high fives to the people she knows at the bus stop sometimes I just want to tell her to shut the fuck up. Its way to early to be that amped. I guess she has to have a super personality to make up for her looks. Which is such a shame for her because I like to be nice to others but not out of necessity just because its the humanly thing to do but sometimes being a bitch just feels so good I like having options. One day when I'm on edge I may yell at her but I guess I'll let her enjoy her glory days being miss popularity at the bus stop (her parents must be so proud).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my troop continues listening to my music to get me thru.People look so weird on the train. Sometimes I wish I could read peoples minds like when someone who smells gets on the train and everyone starts to panic its quite funny. So I'm two seconds from my job and a fellow co-worker almost runs me over. He puts down his window and laughs and goes I hope you got two in there ( I had a breakfast sandwich in a bag). What makes you think I would give you breakfast after almost running me over Its not a laughing matter I could've died, been seriously injured and he's worried about his breakfast the nerve of some people. Didn't even ask if I was alright I swear if I could shoot lightning bolts from my eyes he would've been a goner but he didn't even pay attention. This man always wants my breakfast he's even put his hands in my cereal box once call me crazy but I think he has it in for me I swear whenever I turn around he there. If I go into the kitchen at work hes getting water. If I go to the restroom he's walking by.Such a creep that one definitely sketchy .I should get back to work and see how the rest of this shameful day goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570257088273423280-8455438109029909508?l=drapedinpearls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drapedinpearls.blogspot.com/feeds/8455438109029909508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570257088273423280&amp;postID=8455438109029909508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570257088273423280/posts/default/8455438109029909508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570257088273423280/posts/default/8455438109029909508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drapedinpearls.blogspot.com/2008/07/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>DrapedinPearls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09947788656877938533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
