<?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-6004096</id><updated>2011-07-15T12:16:59.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelita</title><subtitle type='html'>Formerly "semi-homeless bipolar girl," now new and improved.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-113621355453195299</id><published>2006-01-02T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T06:52:34.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My week in picturesfeeling good</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/113621355453195299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/113621355453195299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#113621355453195299' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111804159805852352</id><published>2005-06-06T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T00:06:38.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>welcome to the end</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111804159805852352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111804159805852352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111804159805852352' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111793706312326676</id><published>2005-06-04T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T19:05:14.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Have A Picture"I'd forgotten the magic of music, the beauty of it, and the importance of it. It's not about record sales, MP3s and marketing plans, it's about music, and the way it affects you emotionally, the way that you can communicate with people through it, and the way that you can relate to people through art. I'd forgotten that."- Trent ReznorI just really love this quote despite how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111793706312326676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111793706312326676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111793706312326676' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111769751337480245</id><published>2005-06-02T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T00:31:53.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All I want to say is I miss my big fatty post-plastic surgery LA sunglasses. I am ok with how I lost them but I miss them tremendously. They went to a mighty cause and I doubt there is a higher honor for sunglasses other than falling off the head of their owner while she was crowd surfing ten feet in front of the stage at a Nine Inch Nails' concert. They were given a mighty honor to be trampled </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111769751337480245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111769751337480245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111769751337480245' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111752128934322296</id><published>2005-05-30T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T23:34:49.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.coachella.com/gallery/?fan;2005;6=====&gt; Look at the bottom row. My picture taking skills rock!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111752128934322296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111752128934322296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111752128934322296' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111722880953859486</id><published>2005-05-27T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T14:20:09.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"How did you die?""Car accident""How 'bout you""Fire ants""How 'bout you""Me? I died in the fucking apocalypse! It was fuckin' awesome!"- Part of comedian Patton Oswald stand up about how Bush's second term will bring about the apocalypse and that's why people voted for him, b/c it'll make us a lot cooler when we go to heaven."We'll get all the amazing afterlife pussy!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111722880953859486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111722880953859486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111722880953859486' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111700766930276309</id><published>2005-05-25T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T02:32:55.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight I got my call goodnight from the Ventura Police Department. Apparently my ex-husband is in jail... I wasn't aware I had an ex-husband or why exactly he'd be imprisoned in Ventura but rock on nonetheless.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111700766930276309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111700766930276309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111700766930276309' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111682505991583407</id><published>2005-05-22T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:29:13.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I appreciate the reference to my favorite Nine Inch Nails song here http://www.sexylosers.com/236.html, thought you might too... If you even know who Nine Inch Nails is, but I am pretty sure the new majority of my readers do not, unfortunately...P.S: Blogger is being stupid and won't let me make links....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111682505991583407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111682505991583407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111682505991583407' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111647818619467691</id><published>2005-05-18T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T21:49:46.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was having a really shitty day until I found this while doing what most college students do when they are avoiding homework, I was randomly browsing the internet and in particular collegehumor. com and I found this....http://www.collegehumor.com/?image_id=150584 ...let's just say I am almost positive this is my uncle who no longer speaks to me... or is it me who doesn't speak to him? Not sure, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111647818619467691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111647818619467691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111647818619467691' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111631354669427953</id><published>2005-05-16T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T00:08:26.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> If you told me when I was twelve, locked in my dark room with black blinds listening religiously to the Smashing Pumpkins, Marilyn Manson, Nine Inch Nails, and The Wallflowers that this would be me in eight years... I don't know what I'd do but I am pretty sure I wouldn't believe you. The Song of the PostI am the sonand the heirof a shyness that is criminally vulgarI am the son and heirof </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111631354669427953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111631354669427953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111631354669427953' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111620959362475561</id><published>2005-05-15T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T00:07:42.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mr. Burns- "Homer, I need your help, I want to be loved."Homer- "Well... I'm going need some beer..."Me- "It was written by a four foot humpback.'Alex- "A whale?""If a guy ever tattoos my name on his body, oh my god, he is going to get so much pussy it's not even funny, pussy pass for life."- Susie, nice to know someone else shares my attraction to white trash attributes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111620959362475561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111620959362475561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111620959362475561' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111578517150384236</id><published>2005-05-10T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:19:31.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"you should write a book""I am going to make a movie about you"It is 9pm and I am going to sleepI didn't sleep Sunday nightI was being "manic"and fearful/fearlessnow I am being...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111578517150384236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111578517150384236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111578517150384236' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111570373926351618</id><published>2005-05-09T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T22:42:19.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Stay beautiful"- Daniel"You're kind of cat-like. You prance around the house and like hmmmm and there you are, hmmmm.""If the girl has a tattoo with your name on it, then it's just common courtesy to have sex with her" - Marilyn MansonMaybe i'll leave up the site for random quotes and pictures. I do need some kind of outlet.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111570373926351618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111570373926351618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111570373926351618' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6004096.post-111507753061139500</id><published>2005-05-02T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T16:59:30.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Steveo during ThriceI wish I had a picture of me when I crowed surfed during Nine Inch Nails performing "March of the Pigs"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111507753061139500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6004096/posts/default/111507753061139500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelita2tb.blogspot.com/index.html#111507753061139500' title=''/><author><name>Angelita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510076752667993815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.pix8.net/files/F-AMWLZu4aMmzmwmQKfQj-bA1.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
