<?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-11538064</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:48:27.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the *&amp;%$...</title><subtitle type='html'>Babblings of a twenty-somthing single momma trying to survive life, work, and child rearing, and along the way....found true love!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-5988066002581543684</id><published>2008-07-16T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T13:25:49.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, it's 2008....</title><content type='html'>I have thought about this blog off and on for the past year, never when I was near a computer of course, but today I decided to see if it still existed. And alas, it does. So your probably expecting some cool updates, big changes, terrific news, right?!!? Well I gots none of that. I am still at the same place of employment, unfortunately. I am engaged, but I think I was last year too. Still one child, he's 9 years old now and thinks he knows everything. Oh one thing, I have a neice on the way, due to arrive in about 3 weeks!!! I am super excited about that!! Things have been going, not great not bad, just life I guess. I was reading over some post from last year, I saw the picture I posted of little Ethan, it's hard to even remember him that small, he is a running, jabbering, toddler now, and doing wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He here is crawling in my puppy's cage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/?action=view&amp;current=100_0743_0104_104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/100_0743_0104_104.jpg" border="0" alt="Ethan cage"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trying to get the camera when I was taking his picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/?action=view&amp;current=100_0788.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/100_0788.jpg" border="0" alt="Ethan Michael"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pic of my family....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/?action=view&amp;current=100_0459.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/100_0459.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/?action=view&amp;current=100_0733_0111_111.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/100_0733_0111_111.jpg" border="0" alt="Awww, look at that face....."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/?action=view&amp;current=100_0878_0001_001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/100_0878_0001_001.jpg" border="0" alt="Terel and Anthony"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wish I had more interesting updates but that's it for now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-5988066002581543684?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/5988066002581543684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=5988066002581543684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/5988066002581543684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/5988066002581543684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-its-2008.html' title='So, it&apos;s 2008....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2008/th_100_0743_0104_104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-8141313732855160293</id><published>2007-07-10T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:35:01.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So maybe life isn't so good afterall.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just decide to post yesterday about how my life is going well, I'm happy, blah blah blah...I must have upset the happiness gods because on lunch yesterday afternoon I am driving back to the office and I decide to go thru the neighborhood next to my office, la la la looking at houses, stop at a stop sign and bam, my damn axle breaks on my car. To add to my pleasure I forgot to charge my cell phone the night before and it was dead. So out I go in the 100 degree heat mind you, walking in my super cute sandles that so not super comfy to walk around in walking the 2 blocks or so to my office. N O T F U N!!! I get there, call around for tow trucks, cry a little, cuss, ya know the norm, and finally call Gigi to come pick me up and take me back to my car to wait for the tow truck. So things are ok, I get the car home, my dad looks under it and says the axle is broken and it looks as if my A-frame is cracked. So I have had it with this old raggady car, that has 1 windsheild wiper, only 3 windows that go down, and only 2 that actually go back up, the ignition switch is going out so it takes a good 5 mins. to start the car, after a whole lot of wiggling, shaking of the steering wheel and cussing, no AC which is not good in the aforementioned 100 degree St. Louis weather, and needs a exhaust issue fixed that causes it to sound like a race car letting everyone in a 1 mile radius know Crystal is coming down the road!! But I regress, I go up to the local car dealership, tell them my situation, I have no money down, I need a cheap, realiable used car to get me back and forth to school and work. I find a honey of a deal* on a 2000 Buick Century with only 60,000 miles on it. It has 2 windsheild wipers, AC and I fall in love. The guy sells it to me for $5900! Great deal, everything was going well until today, 24 hours after said purchase, I hear the oddly familar "pop", and "jiggling of metal" sound as I had heard in my old car. Surely this can't be, another car with an axle problem, I'm just being parinoid, right?! So I turn down the radio, turn off the nice cool AC, and turn to the left....."pop"!!! Yep something is wrong. I am so freaking pissed right now. I have a 30 day 50/50 warrenty but come on 24 hours later....they better fix this!! I don't have the money to pay even the half of the costs! I'm broke as a joke right now. I'm stretching the budget already with the new car payment, but figured it would be worth it just to have a safe, dependable car, but NOOOOO, my luck is just not that great! Cars HATE me, that has to be it! I have NEVER had any good luck with cars, NEVER!!! Something "crazy" is always happening to me and my cars....stuff that doesn't happen to normal people....steering wheels falling off in my hands, yes this has happened to me seriously, now tires falling off! I can't take much more!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-8141313732855160293?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/8141313732855160293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=8141313732855160293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/8141313732855160293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/8141313732855160293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-maybe-life-isnt-so-good-afterall.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-4323848307105854246</id><published>2007-07-09T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:40:50.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, it's been 5 months since I wrote on this here blog. I guess I forgot about it for a little while. Not really forgot I thought about it sometimes and said man, I need to write something on there, only to forget a short time later. Last night as I was laying in bed trying to get to sleep I kept thinking about this blog for some reason. I can't belive I have been posting on this thing for over 2 years now. I was thinking about how much my life has changed in those two years and how cool it is to read old posts and remember times I had forgotten. When I started this thing I had just turned 26, why does that number look so much better than 28, and why am I so afraid of turning 30? Back then I wasn't too happy with my life, but now things are actually going my way. I have found a wonderful man whom I just adore, we are in the process of buying a house, I'm engaged, and attending college like I planned for so long. I have finished 2 semesters now and am getting closer to my dream of becoming an RN, slowly but I'm not in a rush! I am definately much happier with my life these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed one of the last posts was about my best friend Nina's baby Ethan. He is doing so well. He is now 6 months old weighs 13 lbs and is just a cute happy baby! He's a pic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hd83U5JTZdY/RpJhrHPni3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TLqgCIetubM/s1600-h/ethan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085234322561534834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hd83U5JTZdY/RpJhrHPni3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TLqgCIetubM/s320/ethan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-4323848307105854246?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/4323848307105854246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=4323848307105854246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/4323848307105854246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/4323848307105854246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-its-been-5-months-since-i-wrote-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hd83U5JTZdY/RpJhrHPni3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TLqgCIetubM/s72-c/ethan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-6447861011944478848</id><published>2007-02-21T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T09:28:06.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings....</title><content type='html'>So I got this new Herbel Essence shampoo, "None of your Frizness". Big mistake! Not because it doesn't work well and smells great but now everytime I get in the shower I start to sing.....&lt;br /&gt;"If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight, IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!! And if she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend...."&lt;br /&gt;You remember the song! Yea it's been stuck in my head for a week now!! I'm gonna have to switch shampoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-6447861011944478848?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/6447861011944478848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=6447861011944478848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/6447861011944478848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/6447861011944478848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2007/02/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-6575704558883639057</id><published>2007-01-19T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T11:57:09.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>Cash is welcome, I also accept gift cards if you would like to mail me a gift, please email me for shipping details!! :-) I am 28 today. I sure don't feel like I should be that old. 30 is getting closer and closer! It's ok though, I was a little upset as this day approached but I'm accepting it now, and I'm ok with getting older. I think at least. My life is going well these days and I no longer see myself as being "behind" where I wanted to be by now. I'm finally happy! So it took 27 years to get here....Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-6575704558883639057?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/6575704558883639057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=6575704558883639057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/6575704558883639057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/6575704558883639057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s my Birthday!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-2837259917332451567</id><published>2007-01-10T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T11:18:34.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Baby Ethan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/ethan.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is doing well, here is a pic I took yesterday of him sucking on his little pacifier! So cute!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-2837259917332451567?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/2837259917332451567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=2837259917332451567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/2837259917332451567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/2837259917332451567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2007/01/update-on-baby-ethan.html' title='Update on Baby Ethan'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-1572831369279981596</id><published>2007-01-02T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T11:51:41.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had fun bringing in the New Year!! I sure did, although I didn't make it but an hour past midnight! I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to annouce the (early) birth of my best friend Stephanie's son Ethan Michael. He was born 14 weeks early weighing in at a hefty 2lbs 3oz. He is doing well and getting bigger day by day. He will be in the hospital for some time, please keep him in your prayers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/Ethan_Michael_122406.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-1572831369279981596?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/1572831369279981596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=1572831369279981596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/1572831369279981596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/1572831369279981596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-116655757866254255</id><published>2006-12-19T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T11:46:18.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Card Time</title><content type='html'>ENG 101-021 RHETORIC &amp; COMPOSITION I - A &lt;br /&gt;HRO 160-IN2 MEDICAL TERMINOLOGY - A &lt;br /&gt;MATH 094-019 BASIC ALGEBRA - A &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Term GPA 4.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Crap! My first report card in almost 10 years and I got straight A's! Go me!! Next semister is going to be so much harder, hope I can keep up with this 4.0 GPA! I'm a dork, I know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-116655757866254255?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/116655757866254255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=116655757866254255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/116655757866254255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/116655757866254255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/12/report-card-time.html' title='Report Card Time'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-116595741887836208</id><published>2006-12-12T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T13:03:38.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Me!!</title><content type='html'>I bought some raffle tickets last week at school. It was to support a student trip to Ireland, and 2nd prize was an Ipod which I want badly, 1st prize was a TV and I could always use one of those. I didn't look at the other prizes, until today when I got the call that I had won 3rd place, A handcrafted desk. WTH?! 4th and 5th places were DVD players, and 6th place was gift certificates to the movies! Any of those I would love to have except, 3rd, which is what I got. Damn. I hate feeling ungrateful that I won but I don't have room for it really. I guess I could always sell it. I'm am still happy I actually won though!! Yippee! Oh the guy told me I need to bring a truck to pick it up, it's pretty big. Oh boy, I can't wait to see what this monster looks like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I took my English final this morning. I think I did fairly well. I hope to get an A in this class, all of my papers so far have gotten A's lets hope the final does as well. It's was on Voltaire's "Candide" which I just finished reading at 6 am today, a whole hour and a half before the final, how's that for procrastanation! It's terrible especially since I have had the book for months. It was a pretty good story overall, except for the crazy names of the characters, and the "old time" talk...The essay question for the final? "Was Candide an idiot for leaving El Dorado"? Anyone read the book? Feel free to leave your comments.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-116595741887836208?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/116595741887836208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=116595741887836208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/116595741887836208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/116595741887836208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/12/lucky-me.html' title='Lucky Me!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-116561817465264365</id><published>2006-12-08T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T14:49:34.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been FOREVER!</title><content type='html'>I didn't really forget I had this here blog, I just haven't really had much time or anything too exciting to blog about. Let's see what has been going on? I am almost done with my first semester in college. It has gone by faster than I ever thought it would, I hope the rest of the time goes by this fast. I have 3 finals to take next week and then I will be off until January. My course load is going up from 9 this last semester to 13 next semester!! Yikes. I'm freakin' out but I need to get these classes done to apply for the RN program. So we shall see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than school, home is great. Terel and I are still together, almost 10 months! We live together now and it's been wonderful. He is the love of my life and Anthony just adores him. It seems like such a short amount of time but then again I feel like I've known him forever. We just get along so well, he is the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a scary car accident in September. The SUV we were in had a blow out and we flipped 3 times on the highway. We were all banged up, and Anthony had a gash to his head. He was in the hospital a day and a half but we are all healed up now and doing great! I must admit God is good, he was definately looking out for us on that day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited about Christmas this year. This time of year usually gets me down, but I"m happy and looking forward to it this year. I am fighting a terrible cold right now and that is kicking my butt. Terel and Anthony are also sick, so we have all just been watching TV and taking medicine this week. Working has not been fun but hey what can ya do. I am on vacation Christmas week so I'm glad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough rambling hope everyone is doing well, if anyone even check here still, I know I kindof abandoned this blog! Hopefully I will be able to keep up a little better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-116561817465264365?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/116561817465264365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=116561817465264365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/116561817465264365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/116561817465264365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-forever.html' title='It&apos;s been FOREVER!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-115808976374030185</id><published>2006-09-12T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:36:20.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well well well.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.layoutmonkey.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.layoutmonkey.com/myspace/graphics/youmydog.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.layoutmonkey.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;click here for free images!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dog reminds me of my former dog, Smokey. I miss him....Ok enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school is going well, I got a perfect score on my first Algebra quiz....yeah!! I just got done writing my first English paper, we'll see how that one goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too much else is going on just wanted to update all my many loyal readers (as my comment section shows)....yeah, nobody reads this but it's just for me anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115808976374030185?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115808976374030185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115808976374030185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115808976374030185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115808976374030185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-well-well.html' title='Well well well.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115695417463532281</id><published>2006-08-30T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T09:09:34.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole month.....</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been a whole month since I have posted....you would be expecting this big long post about all the exciting things that have been happening over this past month that have kept me away from this blog huh?!? Well to tell the truth, nothing. Nothing exciting has been happening lately. I did start school last week!!! Yeah!!!!! Not that I'm really THAT excited about school, more excited about the fact that I am actually doing something I have been wanting to do for the last 7 years. I thought I would hate it, really. I have to get up at 6am two days a week to go to class from 8 - 11 am, then to work until 8:30 pm...I was exhausted the first week but this week I'm doing pretty good. And I'm in a better mood, strangely enough. It's a nice feeling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115695417463532281?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115695417463532281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115695417463532281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115695417463532281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115695417463532281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/08/whole-month.html' title='A whole month.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-115392980099779760</id><published>2006-07-26T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T09:03:21.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT THE POWER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/jumpjoy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY have my power back. After what would have been a week today. I almost did a cartwheel I was so happy to see my lights back on!!! Yiippppeeee!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115392980099779760?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115392980099779760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115392980099779760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115392980099779760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115392980099779760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-got-power.html' title='I GOT THE POWER!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115386998256084222</id><published>2006-07-25T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:26:22.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meant to be??</title><content type='html'>I was thinking the other day about my life. I have mentioned on more than one occasion in this blog that I am not the most graceful person in the world, and out of the way things seem to happen to me more than any other person I know. As I sat and thought about it, I realized this has been going on since I was born! As I remember some of the stories family members have told me over the years I remember at about 6 months old or so, I was in my walker and fell down a flight of stairs! I was ok, bruised pretty good on my head but ok. Then around 2 years old or so, my mom say she was driving with me in a pickup truck. They stopped at a gas station where a friend had opened the passenger side door which I was on (no seatbelt no carseat abviously), and put some ice in the truck. Forgetting to shut the door all the way I guess. She said they were driving to my grandmothers, and she looked over at me after going around a curve and saw me, hanging on to the open door as we drove down the street!!! It has apparently opened as she turned and I was just hanging there like nothing was wrong. As I got older it continued. A close friend of my dad's who we always called "Uncle Bill" because he was like family, bought my sister and I new bikes one summer. I don't remember how old I was but I was in elementary school. The very first day we hop on, take off down the street, I remember I wasn't even down the block, I was barely past our house, and I ran over a stick, it flipped up into the spokes, locking my wheel front wheel and I flipped right over, head over heals! Before I finshed elementary school I would be involved in lots more mishaps, resulting in a skin graft surgery, and a surgery to insert metal pins into my hip becasue it was slipping out of the socket. They are still there to this day by the way. During Jr. High, I managed to sprain my ankle a million times it seemed, get shot in the foot with a BB gun, making my foot swell so big I couldn't wear a shoe on that foot and I'm sure there are plently more I can't think of. Then in high school. Oh high school. During those years I got shot at with a real gun, wrecked a few cars, ripped my pants jumping a fence while playing volleyball, and I'm sure I could go on. My adult years have gotten better but I still got some stories to tell.......maybe another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115386998256084222?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115386998256084222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115386998256084222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115386998256084222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115386998256084222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/07/meant-to-be.html' title='Meant to be??'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115333807189047992</id><published>2006-07-19T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T12:41:11.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT is where I draw the line.....</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I am known to occasionally wax eyebrows for my friends. It's fun to watch them wrench with pain as I RIP the hair off their faces....hee hee!! But I got this text message this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Hey will you wax my bikini line?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hell no&lt;br /&gt;C: Come on that's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea whatver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I talk alotta crap but I will probably end up doing it for her, b/c after all if I can go to Planned Parenthood to get the Morning After pill for a friend, all the while having to "pretend" it was me who made the "ooppss", I can wax the hair off a friends nether region I guess.....I am starting to realize I am way too nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115333807189047992?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115333807189047992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115333807189047992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115333807189047992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115333807189047992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/07/that-is-where-i-draw-line.html' title='THAT is where I draw the line.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115255492668604320</id><published>2006-07-10T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T13:32:49.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soulmates....revisited</title><content type='html'>Over a year ago I wrote about &lt;a href="http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_criptal_archive.html"&gt;soulmates&lt;/a&gt; and whether or not they were real. I know believe they are. I don't mean to get all mushy, but I believe Terel is my soulmate. I am totally in love with him, for one. But more than that, I have never had the feelings I have for him, ever before in my life. I think I was in love with Anthony's dad, but I was young, and it wasn't a healthy relationship, still I guess I was in love. Even then I didn't feel what I feel now. I have dated, and really liked, men in the past few years, but none have given me what Terel has. I am not the best with words, but I was laying in bed last night watching him sleep, and I just started crying thinking about how loved I feel by him. How I love just feeling his hand brush my back, or feeling him next to me while we sleep. Or the way he comes up behind me while I'm doing dishes just to give me a hug and kiss and tell me he loves me.  I have always felt that something was missing in my life and he really makes me feel whole. I have never fully trusted any man I have dated, EVER, but I truely trust Terel wholeheartedly. It's scary to say or even write that, thinking that it may go bad since I admitted it, but I do. I don't know how or why, it's just something I feel in my heart, I trust him, with my heart, with everything. Another thing is how much alike we are. We laugh at the same things, make the same silly kind of remarks, and even think alike. I will be thinking about something, and a few seconds later without me having a chance to mention it, he will come ask me the saem thing I was going to ask him. It's amazing. Another amazing thing is how he is with Anthony. It's like they have known each other forever. He accepts Anthony like his own child and when we talk about the future, he mentions Anthony as ours, I don't know if he really understands how wonderful that makes me feel, but it does. I am so happy in my life right now, and so glad that he is not only part of my happiness, but is sharing it with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115255492668604320?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115255492668604320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115255492668604320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115255492668604320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115255492668604320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/07/soulmatesrevisited.html' title='Soulmates....revisited'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115255383899947289</id><published>2006-07-10T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T10:50:39.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the grind.........</title><content type='html'>Well after enjoying my wonderful 9 days off, I am back at work. Nothing too exciting to report from the vacation. The camping trip was fun. We swam, BBQ'd, roasted marshmellows, drank, played a new game I learned "poor man's golf", and had a pretty good time. We shot off fireworks at the lake and watched their firework display. It was really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I let Anthony shoot off the firework I bought him, b/c the news said it was going to rain on the 4th, which it did so I was glad I let him do it early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday on the 4th, we spent the day with Terel's family at his grandmother's house. We had BBQ and watched Madea, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week was pretty uneventful. Saturday Ant went to Six Flags with his friend. Me and Terel decided to go out to eat, and then we went to the Wax Museum on Laclede's Landing, downtown STL. We had a great day and it was nice to just have some time for us. Without the child in tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's back to work. Great.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115255383899947289?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115255383899947289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115255383899947289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115255383899947289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115255383899947289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the grind.........'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115153177752219507</id><published>2006-06-28T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T14:56:17.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping trip....</title><content type='html'>So this weekend Terel and I are meeting up with my parents, sister, brother in law and whoever else decides to go, at the lake! I am actually looking foward to this trip. My son is already down there. He has been with my parents since yesterday. So I am child free this week, going to the lake this weekend and I'm on vacation next week! Life is sweet right now! My parents just bought a boat, my son told me on the phone today that him and his Uncle Wayne are going to ski..this I gotta see. I can't wait to spend all day at the beach and on the boat. We always have a good time, and for the 4th of July they have a firework's show there, it's pretty neat. My Aunt and Uncle, cousin, and Grandma all live there so I will be visiting family also. And Nina Pop will also be there although on the other side of the lake, we will still have to hang out! I'm am having such a good week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115153177752219507?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115153177752219507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115153177752219507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115153177752219507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115153177752219507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/06/camping-trip.html' title='Camping trip....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-115135249591641118</id><published>2006-06-26T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T13:08:15.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Moaning....</title><content type='html'>Mondays sucks. But at least after this week I will be on vacation for a whole week!!! It will be my first "whole" week off in like 3 years. And I am so looking forward to it. I won't be doing much but me and Ant will be lounging around the pool alot. I can see that now. Other than that I will be trying to get my apartment back in order. It's hard keeping things from getting cluttered for me. Especially when I'm always busy, either working, cleaning, laundry, or some other crazy motherly duty. Meanwhile my son is busy destroying everything I have tried to clean up. Kids, boy they are a handful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched one of my favorite movies yesterday....HOW HIGH, that movie is so funny! We also watched a stand up with Bruce Bruce. He's a funny ass MF'er too. Well that is all for today....ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115135249591641118?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115135249591641118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115135249591641118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115135249591641118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115135249591641118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/06/monday-moaning.html' title='Monday Moaning....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115109213893733270</id><published>2006-06-23T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T12:51:05.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sup?!</title><content type='html'>I can drive just like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phatpimpclothing.com/pimpmyspace_codes.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bestmyspacecodes.com/Myspace-Cool-Animations/myspace-animation-codes4.gif" border="0" alt="Hip Thrust" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Pimp MySpace&lt;a href="http://www.phatpimpclothing.com"&gt;PhatPimpClothing.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phatpimpclothing.com/pimpmyspace_codes.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myspace-826.vo.llnwd.net/00546/62/85/546765826_l.gif" border="0" alt="Pimp My MySpace" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Pimped My MySpace&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phatpimpclothing.com/pimpmyspace_codes.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myspace-279.vo.llnwd.net/00609/97/27/609917279_m.jpg" border="0" alt="Dumb Street" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phatpimpclothing.com"&gt;Get Stupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm totally addicted to that site. They have got some funny shit! Have a good weekend cuz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phatpimpclothing.com/pimpmyspace_codes.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myspace-237.vo.llnwd.net/00535/73/28/535368237_l.jpg" border="0" alt="Pimp My MySpace" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;PimpMySpace &lt;a href="http://www.phatpimpclothing.com"&gt;PhatPimpClothing.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115109213893733270?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115109213893733270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115109213893733270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115109213893733270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115109213893733270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/06/sup.html' title='Sup?!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115091919764012476</id><published>2006-06-21T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:46:37.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha ha!!</title><content type='html'>This picture cracke me up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/BITCHFISH.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have also started a My Space page. That place is great. I found like 5 of my cousins are on there, and lots of people I went to school with, it's pretty neat to talk to them!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I gave Terel my My Space address but wouldn't give him my blog address. Then  realized I posted my blog address on the My Space page! Duh Crystal!! So Terel, baby, I love you!! Hope you don't find something really crazy on here that I forgot about writing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115091919764012476?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115091919764012476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115091919764012476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115091919764012476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115091919764012476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/06/ha-ha.html' title='Ha ha!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115074645485103919</id><published>2006-06-19T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:47:34.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helluva Day</title><content type='html'>Mondays, man I hate Mondays. I feel like crap today. I don't know why but I have woke up with a headache everyday for the past 3 days! I feel so sleepy even though I got enough sleep. My weekend was boring as hell, so that is probably why I don't feel all ready to be back at work! I did as close to absolutely nothing as possible. I took Ant to the carnival for a few hours. What a freaking rip off! Tickets were 20 for $15 but each ride cost between 2 and 4 tickets each! Then the games, for the cheap ass prizes, yeah he had to play those too. Don't get me wrong I love to see him happy, and that made him happy.....I just hate being so strapped for money that blowing $30 at a carnival seriously sets me back til the next payday. Being broke sucks!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I have had marriage on the brain for the past few days. I think it started after I began reading "Something Borrowed". She talks about being 27 (my age) and rethinking her plan to be married at 30 (which was also my plan). I always thought I would be married by 30. but then again 30 always seemed so far away. Now, I could throw a rock and hit it. I'm not looking forward to turning 30, I have a feeling I will still be single. While things with Terel and I are good. I'm not sure how long it's going to be before he is ready for marriage. He is only 23, so he has time. I, on the other hand, feel time is running out. I don't know why, I do. Plus Terel doesn't have kids yet but he does want them, and I keep thinking.....will I want another baby when my son is 10 years old?.......I think I want another child, I think I want one now.....but sometimes I'm not so sure. One think I do want is a WEDDING!!!! I have been picturing it, and plannign it in my head. Thinking of who would be his groomsmen, how many would he have so I know how many bridesmaids I can have....if we get married in a church. My other idea is to go off and get married on the beach somewhere, by ourselves, and just have a huge reception when we get back. That may piss some people off though. Who knows. I'm planning something that isn't even anymore than an idea in my head right now. It's still fun to dream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115074645485103919?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115074645485103919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115074645485103919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115074645485103919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115074645485103919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/06/helluva-day.html' title='Helluva Day'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115041050278900824</id><published>2006-06-15T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:28:22.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love him!!</title><content type='html'>Well me and Terel are doing better. He has been back to his old sweet self and I'm loving it. Last night we had a little tiff but things smoothed out and we even exchanged "I love yous" for the first time last night! I really am head over heels for this man. I just hope things stay going the way they are....but you have to take chances so if it doesn't...it was worth it. I recently checked out this book, Best Loved Poems of the American People, Terel and I have been reading it. This morning as I was leaving for work he said "read page 45 when you get time".... So I took the book to work with me and here is the poem on page 45......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when the shades of eve are falling&lt;br /&gt;And purpling shadows drift across the land;&lt;br /&gt;When sleepy birds to loving mates are calling-&lt;br /&gt;I want the soothing softness of your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when the stars shine up above me,&lt;br /&gt;And Heaven's flooded with the bright moonlight;&lt;br /&gt;I want you with your arms and lips to love me&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the wonder watches of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when in dreams I still remember&lt;br /&gt;The ling'ring of your kiss-for old times' sake-&lt;br /&gt;With all your gentle ways, so sweetly tender,&lt;br /&gt;I want you in the mornign when I wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when the day is at its noontime,&lt;br /&gt;Sun-steeped and quiet, or drenched with sheets of rain;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when the roses bloom in June-time;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when the violets come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when my soul is thrilled with passion;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when I'm wary and depressed;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when in lazy, slubrous fashion&lt;br /&gt;My senses need the haven of your breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when through field and wood I'm roaming;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when I'm standing on the shore;&lt;br /&gt;I want you when the summer birds are homing-&lt;br /&gt;and when they've flown-I want you more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you, dear, through every changing season;&lt;br /&gt;I want you with a tear or with a smile;&lt;br /&gt;I want you more than any rhyme or reason-&lt;br /&gt;I want you, want you, want you-all the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Arthur L. Gillom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115041050278900824?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115041050278900824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115041050278900824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115041050278900824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115041050278900824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-him.html' title='I love him!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-115029598587536442</id><published>2006-06-14T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T07:39:45.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't go as planned....</title><content type='html'>So I moved the DVD player into my son's room. He came in and had a fit!! He cried for about an hour, finally gave up and went and laid down in his bed. After another hour I walked in to find him sleeping peacefully in his bed. A few hours later I wake up to him crawling into my bed because he "had a bad dream". Which is the excuse he uses often, even when I know he hasn't even fallen asleep yet. So I gave up, he slept the rest of the night in my bed. So it half worked, guess we will keep on trying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115029598587536442?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115029598587536442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115029598587536442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115029598587536442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115029598587536442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/06/didnt-go-as-planned.html' title='Didn&apos;t go as planned....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-115022666162434874</id><published>2006-06-13T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T12:24:21.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while....</title><content type='html'>I haven't really had anything interesting to post about. Still don't but decided to ramble anyway. Nothing too exciting this past weekend, attended 2 birthday parties, one for a 1 year old and one for a 2 year old. Both cute as can be! Other than that I sat around being lazy. My house is a mess, I really need to clean it. I have started several times since Friday but I get one room done, usually the kitchen, and in a few hours it's messy again. Same way with the living room. my son can make a room look like it's been hit by a tornado in 2 seconds flat I swear! It's driving me crazy. He refuses to sleep in his bed, I have no idea why, he says he doesn't like it. Anyway so he sleeps on the couch and the living room always has his pillows and blankets in it. Plus all his toys. I am about to put a stop to it. I am even willing to put the DVD player in his room so he can sit in there and watch a movie and play with his toys instead of dragging his toys into the living room. We will be discussing this soon. Although at first I was just gald he wasn't sleeping in my bed anymore, the couch was fine, now it's driving me insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing on my nerve today is the fact that I have to go work in our downtown office later today. Now normally this wouldn't bother me, I don't mind driving from one location to another and I don't mind working at the other location. The drive normally takes 15 minutes, but if anyone is living in the St. Louis area, you know they are doing road work on almost all the bridges going from IL to MO. And I know traffic is going to be SO FREAKIN' backed up when I drive over there. I am not a traffic person, I can feel teh road rage already. I have been in a crappy mood the last two days, I have no idea why, I just feel mad! Everything at work has been bothering me, the phone ringing, people asking me to do something....not good when you are the secretary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all the complaining I have to do right now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-115022666162434874?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/115022666162434874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=115022666162434874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115022666162434874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/115022666162434874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114903593639908690</id><published>2006-05-30T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T17:38:56.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>Well, first of all, we did NOT make it to the deal or no deal casting!! People started lining up at 5am the day BEFORE!! I was not trying to fight all them people. They said 6000 people showed up! So, there goes my chance at a million dollars! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I went with my son's 1st grade class to the zoo! It was about a million degrees outside, it was HOT! The kids in my group were good, and we had a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night Chrissy, Gloria, and I went out for Chrissy's birthday. It was pretty fun. We stayed out til 6am! Lack of sleep was the only bad part about the next day! I spent the day at the pool with my son. So it was a nice relaxing day. Monday was pretty boring, just did laundry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back at work after 4 days off, and I'm really not feeling like being back! But then again I never want to be back. I'm taking off Friday so only 2 more days to go! Whewwwww Whooooooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114903593639908690?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114903593639908690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114903593639908690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114903593639908690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114903593639908690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114857140929437193</id><published>2006-05-25T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T08:38:34.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words to live by.....</title><content type='html'>I received this in an email earlier....man I have got to start sticking to these rules! I know I have not listened to a few of these over the years, that is probably why I'm still not happily married. Although I am pretty happily single, so I'm doing ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION ALL LADIES:      AMEN, SISTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.&lt;br /&gt;If he doesn’t want you, nothing can make him stay.&lt;br /&gt;Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to change yourselves for a relationship that’s not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Slower is better. Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can’t be “friends”.&lt;br /&gt;A friend wouldn’t mistreat a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t settle. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stay because you think “it will get better”. You’ll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things&lt;br /&gt;are not better.&lt;br /&gt;The only person you can control in a relationship is you.&lt;br /&gt;Avoid men who’ve got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women.&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently?&lt;br /&gt;Always have your own set of friends separate from his.&lt;br /&gt;Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. If something bothers you, speak up.&lt;br /&gt;Never let a man know everything, he will use it against you later.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot change a man’s behavior, change comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t EVER make him feel he is more important than you are even if he has more education or a better job.&lt;br /&gt;Do not make him into a quasi-god, he is a man, nothing more nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;Never let a man define who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Never borrow someone else’s man, if he cheated with you, he’ll cheat on you.&lt;br /&gt;A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.&lt;br /&gt;All men are NOT dogs.&lt;br /&gt;You should not be the one doing all the bending... .compromise is a two-way street.&lt;br /&gt;You need time to heal between relationships... .there is nothing cute about baggage... .deal with your issues&lt;br /&gt;before pursuing a new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...a relationship consists of two WHOLE&lt;br /&gt;individuals.. .look for someone complimentary, not supplementary.&lt;br /&gt;Dating is fun....even if he doesn’t turn out to be Mr. Right.&lt;br /&gt;Make him miss you sometimes.. .when a man always knows where you are, and your always readily available to him, he takes it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Never move into his mother’s house.&lt;br /&gt;Never co-sign for a man.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t fully commit to a man who doesn’t give you everything that you need, keep him in your radar but get to know others!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking we all need to be more picky. I have found that I am always WAY too nice to men, and I don't always get the same respect back. I have let myself be taken for granted. Things they are a' changin'! I heard somewhere recently that woman should demand more from their relationships, seeing as "we have half of the money and ALL of the pussy"!! Which makes since, we should have the upper hand when it comes to relationships. Somewhere along the line we lost it. I think because more and more woman are giving it up easier! We need to start making the man "work" to get some booty! I know, I'm guilty of this too. Cuz ya know us woman get "hot in the pants" too, and we want some lovin'! I think we should all get together on this, stop giving it up and demand more respect in our relationships. What happen to the romantic gestures, all of that seems to be gone. We need more ass kissing basically, then maybe, just maybe we give up the booty! This plan may work, I have a feeling the sex toy industry may just get a boost in sales while we are "on strike"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114857140929437193?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114857140929437193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114857140929437193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114857140929437193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114857140929437193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/words-to-live-by.html' title='Words to live by.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114850114925561905</id><published>2006-05-24T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T13:05:49.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babblings</title><content type='html'>Ok, so since Terel finally admitted that he wasn't ready for a "real" relationship, and he wasn't ready to give up the streets yet, and he didn't want to keep hurting me by lying, and we broke up, we actually have been getting along great. At first I said I didn't want to be his friend, then I got over the being sad part and was like whatever, I can be your friend. So get this, we have actually talked on the phone MORE since we broke up than we did when we were together. I'm not sure why but maybe it's because we aren't fighting for one, and two, I don't have to watch what I say, because he can't get mad. So if I say, I'm going back to the strip club this Saturday, or talk about this guy trying to get my number, he can't say anything. Although little jealous remarks slip from him once in a while, and of course the only reason I mention the guys is to get that jealous responce, you know how it is, ego booster, when you know they still want you. The I did the little "you miss me, you wanna kiss me..." line from Miss Congeniality....anyway, it's weird how things work. He also admitted that he thought about one of the things I said when he was sitting outside at 2:30 in the morning smoking a blunt with his "boys"....He admitted he actually thought "this is really what I would rather be doing instead of cuddling up with my woman"... I also told him today I hope he plans on going gay, cuz he's gonna want some booty sometime soon, and if he comes to me, I'm gonna be like "sorry, you chose you boys over your woman, so maybe one of them will give you some"! I'm sure that will go over well. Men are just retarded. One of 3 things will happen with this situation. 1, he will realize soon he lost a damn good woman and make an effort to win me back, 2, he will find him a little hoe in the street to get booty from but still not have to make any kind of committment, or 3, he will wait too long realize what he had, try to get me back and it will be too late because by then I will have found my super rich husband I have been looking for and he'll be ass out! I'm shooting for #3, but #2 is the most likely...go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, one of my bestest friends, Laurie, celebrated her birthday yesterday so HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAURIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;And Chrissy will be celebrating her birthday on Friday, so&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISSY!!&lt;br /&gt;I am also proud to announce that this is the first year I did not mix up their birthdays!! Having 2 close friends with birthdays days apart has fucked me up for years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the most important announcement I have today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAL OR NO DEAL CASTING CALL IS COMING TO ST. LOUIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have wanted to go on this show since it started! I printed the application twice but could never find someone with a VHS video recorder to make the video. BUT now is my chance!! It's from 10am - 1pm so I figure if I get there about 7 or 8 am I should be ok. Right? Maybe I should go earlier. I'm not sure how they pick but it's probably something like an interview, they ask a few questions, see how entertaining you would be on the show and then go from there. So I have got to go and act like a total fruit cake! I'm a little out there as it is so I should be able to make them remember me! Oh, if I had the chance to go one there.....man, I am sure EVERYONE says this, but I would not get greedy! If my offer got over $100,000 I would say deal, quick as hell!!!! Man, I am preying for a chance at that money!!!! It would change my life! I already have the master plan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is all for now, talk at ya'll later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114850114925561905?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114850114925561905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114850114925561905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114850114925561905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114850114925561905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/babblings.html' title='Babblings'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114832092984579705</id><published>2006-05-22T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T11:02:09.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bunch of freaks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/3-eyed-freak.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was a crazy weekend. First Saturday, me and Chrissy decide to go out about midnight. So we go to Pop's cuz ya know, it's close and it never closes and something exciting always happens there. Well except this night. There was no one there. I have really never seen the place so empty, even at 6am! So we decide, lets go to the strip club! It's swinger's night so men and women can go. So we head over to the strip club. Chrissy has been to a strip club in the past, I have not. Neither of us had ever been there so boy were we in for a surprise. First I was expecting a few stages and some tables, not for the tables to BE the stages. It was crazy, there were 4 big round tables, all with girls dancing on them and the people sitting around them. Oh and they had the ONE male dancer table, and most of them weren't even worth looking at. But, the thing is I know understand why woman get so mad when their men go to these places, that whole "you can't touch the dancers" thing I heard, yeah not true! These girls were all over the guys and girls! They can tough them and they get freaky! I was in awe the whole time. It was crazy. But we did have a good time, and we are going back this weekend for Chrissy's birthday! Yeah, we are a bunch of freaks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114832092984579705?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114832092984579705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114832092984579705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114832092984579705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114832092984579705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/bunch-of-freaks.html' title='A bunch of freaks!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114798056936195948</id><published>2006-05-18T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T12:29:29.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost Friday!!!</title><content type='html'>So nothing much new going on, I wasn't able to get on here for a few days, I don't know what was going on with that. Oh, well I'm back now. I got a few pictures in an email today I want to share with you my fine readers, I have seen the first one before but it's amazing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/babyfoot.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one was just cute as hell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/hug.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this has been a dull week. I started tanning today. Everyone of my friends has started doing it, so ya know I had to also. I was tired of seeing them getting all darker and darker and I'm sitting here looking like casper. I have to hang out at the lake with them bitches all summer I'm not going to be the only pale one. So anyway. I did that today. My shows are on tonight!! I can't believe it's the last Will &amp; Grace and I have to work until 8pm and it starts at 7pm! Son of a Bitch!!! What a week to have to train a new employee huh?! Gigi is supossed to record it for me and if she doesn't, lets just say it won't be pretty! At least I don't have to worry about missing any of the ER finale!! That is my favoritist show!!!  This has been a great finale week, Grey's was excellent as well!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, talk at cha later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114798056936195948?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114798056936195948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114798056936195948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114798056936195948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114798056936195948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-almost-friday.html' title='It&apos;s almost Friday!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114729857373864954</id><published>2006-05-10T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T15:05:55.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you freaking serious?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/Seriously20Though.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the day from hell! Really. First you know all the shit this morning. Then I was getting off work, it's raining like hell outside, and guess what my damn windshield wipers WILL NOT WORK!!! So I can't drive home. Luckily, Nina works close by and said she would stop and get me and take me home. That's good. But then comes the task of finding someone to take me to work tomorrow......great time for my parents to be out of town!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114729857373864954?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114729857373864954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114729857373864954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114729857373864954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114729857373864954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/are-you-freaking-serious.html' title='Are you freaking serious?!?!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114727499493604991</id><published>2006-05-10T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T08:37:28.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/pissed_off-737809.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the balls to just say "I'm done". T and I are through. And after all the times he has pissed me off over the last few weeks, you would think I would feel relieved, but I don't. I'm sad. I really fell for the dickhead. I believe all his sweet talk and "future" plans talk! I know I'm an idiot, but I really thought he might be the one, and I would finally get married and be done with the dating bullshit. But instead I have come to the realization that the "one" doesn't exsist. Not for me at least and I should just except the reality that it will be just me and Ant for the rest of our lives. No "dad" for him, no husband for me. Then he will go off to college and start his own life and it will just be me. I am really just so down today. It just seems "karma" is not working right. I am a good person. I do anything I can for anyone, I treat people nice, respect others, and I always get shit on! I just can not understand what I am doing wrong. Now I'm sitting here at work, crying at my damn desk like a fucking idiot!! The more I try and stop, the more it just seems to come. And I'm not a crying type of person. I have to be really hurt to cry, and since I've known T, he has made me cry TWICE. That should have been a sign. Men, don't usually make me cry. The last time I remember crying before this is during an argument with my sister.....and that's cuz I love her! I have broken my own rule of I will not cry about a man! I need to get the fuck out of this "I need love" shit I have been on lately. I need to get back to my old ways and start sleeping around again! (Kidding!!) (Well sortof) :-) I don't need love, hell I don't even need dick , I gotta toy that works just fine!!! So today I start my "I FUCKING HATE MEN" campaign (again), anyone who feels the same, feel free to join! Membership is free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse the excessive use of the work "fuck". I was a little mad today. Thanks Bye Bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114727499493604991?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114727499493604991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114727499493604991&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114727499493604991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114727499493604991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114711554018339700</id><published>2006-05-08T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T12:12:20.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Happenings</title><content type='html'>Friday night was pretty fun. We had a group of about 10 people and we went to the Funny Bone to see &lt;a href="http://http://www.untamedshrews.com/"&gt;these ladies&lt;/a&gt;. They were hillarious! We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was pretty dull. I babysat Mya, me and Chrissy played Scrabble and watched part of "Fun with Dick and Jane". The DVD kept messing up s0 we didn't get to finish the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday me and Gigi went to bingo. Neither of us won anything so it was a waste of time and money. Damn it. I just knew I was gonna win big and buy myself a washer! Oh well. After that we went and bought a BBQ pit and BBQ'd hamburgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too exciting huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114711554018339700?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114711554018339700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114711554018339700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114711554018339700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114711554018339700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-happenings.html' title='Weekend Happenings'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114685782169264585</id><published>2006-05-05T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T12:37:01.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Sale Find!</title><content type='html'>I met Nina at Taco Bell for lunch, and we notice a yard sale across the street. After we ate we decided to walk over and see what kind of stuff they were selling....as soon as we walked up I said, "oh, lord"....Nina was like what.....I said look at the table and tell me what doesn't look like it belongs with normal yard sale items.........ya know what it was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/ky.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep a box of KY Jelly. We both just started laughing. The box was sort of opened, we didn't even dare see if the tube inside was open.....gross! Really what were they thinking?! Who puts KY in a yard sale?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114685782169264585?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114685782169264585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114685782169264585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114685782169264585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114685782169264585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/yard-sale-find.html' title='Yard Sale Find!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114676469843004121</id><published>2006-05-04T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T10:44:58.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just as I thought</title><content type='html'>T ended up calling about 9:30 last night from work to ask what time a show we are supossed to go to starts Friday so he can ask to get off early....just like nothing was wrong. Then says "you sound mad". Ya think?! He came over after work so we could talk and I told him how when he just blows me off to hang with his friends it makes me feel like he doesn't give a rat's ass about me or my feelings. As usual he apologized over and over and says "he just doesn't think sometimes". That he will be planning on doing one thing and then he friends come by and want to hang out and he just loses track of time. WHATEVER! He tries to play the "young card" with all this is still new to me. He is 23 not 18! So this is the last time I am going to explain how I feel to him. If he fucks up again, thats it, he won't be able to use the "I didn't realize you felt that way" shit cuz I have told him more than once now. I guess we shall see how this weekend goes......this will be the test!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114676469843004121?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114676469843004121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114676469843004121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114676469843004121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114676469843004121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-as-i-thought.html' title='Just as I thought'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114667537776077473</id><published>2006-05-03T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T10:00:43.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar to Shit....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 185px; HEIGHT: 103px" height="159" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/angry20wife.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about what the relationship between me and T has gone to, shit! He was oh so perfect and now, he is getting on my nerves. He has been out "kickin it" for the last 5 days now. I didn't hear from him Friday night, he was out drinking, Saturday night, out drinking, Sunday he came and spent the day with me, apologized as usual, then Monday after he got off work, I didn't hear from him. Tuesday morning I talk to him, he stayed out til 4:30 am "kickin' it" with his boys! Then he proceeds to tell me he is just trying to get it out of his system. Ok. Whatever. He goes to work and says I'm coming here (my place) after work, I will see you about 11pm. Ok, do you think I saw him? NOPE! Oh, well he must have called and said why he wasn't coming right? NOPE! As a matter of fact it is now 11:50 am and I still have not heard from him. I didn't plan on answering the phone if he called anyway, but still I want him to at least try and talk to me! If and when I do finally talk to him, I'm telling him that I don't think this relationship is very important to him. Sorry doesn't really mean too much when you keep doing the very same thing you keep apologizing for! He can either start or go back to the way he was acting in the beginning and start acting like he really cares about this relationship or keep on "kickin' it" with his boys and be single. I'm not putting up with all the bullshit, especially so early into the relationship. He thinks I must be a punk because I haven't really made too big of a deal about it yet. I keep mentioning I don't mind if you hang out with your friends, but I at least deserve the courtesy of a phone call. And when your friends are taking up 85% of your time, there is a little problem! But he can't even call me. That shows me that he doesn't think about me or my feelings and that is just shitty! It's just all around a shitty day. It's raining, I'm mad, I don't really feel the greatest and he STILL hasn't tried to call! Bitch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114667537776077473?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114667537776077473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114667537776077473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114667537776077473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114667537776077473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/05/sugar-to-shit.html' title='Sugar to Shit....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114625186704133053</id><published>2006-04-28T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:17:47.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOODNESS!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am a huge LL fan, not just his music but also the man is just freaking HOT!! So my Gigi heard that there was a LL Cool J/Nelly concert coming to St. Louis so she had me online to see when/where it was. Well I couldn't find anything mentioning a concert BUT I did find something better - pictures of his fine ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/LL2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/LL.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh! Now that is one FINE MF'er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114625186704133053?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114625186704133053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114625186704133053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114625186704133053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114625186704133053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-my-goodness.html' title='OH MY GOODNESS!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114608411721086053</id><published>2006-04-26T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T13:41:57.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mya...cutest baby EVER!! (Besides my own son of course)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/mya.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Mya Claire, she is almost 6 months old now! Time flies huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114608411721086053?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114608411721086053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114608411721086053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114608411721086053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114608411721086053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/myacutest-baby-ever-besides-my-own-son.html' title='Mya...cutest baby EVER!! (Besides my own son of course)'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114606793480046488</id><published>2006-04-26T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T09:14:47.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Administrative Professionals Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/girllightcp2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't think anyone in my office even knows that today is "Secretary's Day"! Damn! Usually we get gifts, this year with the "belt tightening" our agency is doing along with the fact that we have a new supervisor I doubt we get jack shit! Another reason I want a different job. Nina works at a law firm and they celebrate all week, with gift cards, BBQ's and all kinds of cool stuff. But that is ok, here is a "Happy Administrative Professionals Day" to all of you out there who also get forgotten! Have a great day!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114606793480046488?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114606793480046488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114606793480046488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114606793480046488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114606793480046488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-administrative-professionals-day.html' title='Happy Administrative Professionals Day!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114591045426880308</id><published>2006-04-24T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T13:32:15.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="324" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/rich.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, last night I had this dream that seemed SO real, and I SO wish it were! I woke up this morning and wanted to go back to sleep so I could live in the dream some more!!! So, in my dream I won 1 million dollars! It was actually something like $1,040,000 to be exact. Needless to say I was EXCITED!!! I remember thinking that it really wasn't that much money after I did everything I needed to do. I needed to buy me, my mom, my dad, sister and brother all a new car. Then I needed to pay off my parents debt and house and buy them a new house, and then get me and my sister a new house. In the dream I was talking with my dad and he was saying how after we did all that we would still need to keep our jobs cuz that would be about all the money. So anyway, I immidately started looking for a house for myself. I was having so much fun. And I don't know if it's because me and Nina always say we will share our lottery winnings with each other if we ever win or what but she was in my dream and we were looking for a house together. We found this gorgeous house for $229,000. I remember the exact price and it was the greatest house ever. It had a huge sunk in tub in the bathroom, and it had an inground pool and hot tub outside. I remember every time someone would ask I kept saying The only thing me and Nina really want to have in the house is a sunk in tub in the bathroom and an in-ground pool with a hot tub". It was crazy. But I wish I could describe the house we ended up buying. There was this huge, beautiful grandfather clock when you first walked in, then some stairs, at the top of the stairs you went left to the kitchen and right to the living room. I remember the basement had all this cool stuff in it, a ping pong table, a pool table, dart board, a boxing machine? yeah I don't know where that one came from, and lots of arcade games! It was great. I remember I just kept saying I don't care I still have to work, at least I have a new car and a house that I don't have to make a payment on! But then I had to wake back up to real life, DAMN! I went out and bought I lottery ticket at lunch just incase that was a sign of some sort! Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114591045426880308?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114591045426880308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114591045426880308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114591045426880308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114591045426880308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/dreams.html' title='Dreams!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114556290319663333</id><published>2006-04-20T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T12:55:03.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4/20</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/weed-25325.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/weed-33903.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never know where the hell the whole 420 thing about smoking weed began but I found this definition of &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com"&gt;UrbanDictionary.com&lt;/a&gt; (Thanks to Erin for letting me know about this fun little site!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;420&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;420's origin IS known.&lt;br /&gt;the term 420 originated at San Rafael High School, in 1971, among a group of about a dozen pot-smoking wiseacres who called themselves the Waldos, who are now pushing 50. The term was shorthand for the time of day the group would meet, at the campus statue of Louis Pasteur, to smoke pot. Intent on developing their own discreet language, they made 420 code for a time to get high, and its use spread among members of an entire generation.&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go, someone's parents out there invented the term 4/20.&lt;br /&gt;And remember this:&lt;br /&gt;There are NOT 420 chemicals in Weed. It's about 315, the num. goes up or down depending on what you're smoking.&lt;br /&gt;4/20 is NOT police code or Maryjane.&lt;br /&gt;And that whole shit about Holland and 4/20 over there being "tea time" for smokers isn't true either.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go, have fun all of those who partake in this sort of recreation!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114556290319663333?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114556290319663333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114556290319663333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114556290319663333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114556290319663333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-420.html' title='Happy 4/20'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114538206805671218</id><published>2006-04-18T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T10:41:08.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay.....</title><content type='html'>Well I was still a little peeved at T yesterday as you can probably tell from my post. But I have since calmed down. I am feeling better, not so emotional, so that must have been a fluke. As for the B situation, I didn't let him give me the money. I need to cut all ties with him, and accepting his "bribe" would just give him ammunition to use against me when he chooses. Now after I bitched about T yesterday he called me after work and sounded really down, turns out he was laid off from his job yesterday. I felt so bad for him. He is already out looking for another job today and I'm sure he will find a new job but he is still down. Which is understandable. Losing your job is scary as hell especially so unexpectedly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my angry state of mind yesterday I forgot to mention the good part of the weekend. Friday night C, Gigi, T, and I sat at the house playing cards and drinking. Then C, T, and I decided to leave Gigi home with the kids and go to the bar for a little while. We had fun. We laughed our asses off, played darts and pool. We had a good time. Saturday I pretty much slept all day, I was a little hung over and it was rainy outside so it was ok. Later that night T and I went to see Scary Movie 4. It was funny in the stupid "scary movie" kind of way but it was nice to be out just the two of us since we almost always have other people around. Then when we got home we gave each other massages, it was so sweet. So it was a good night all together. Then Sunday happened, but things are ok now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114538206805671218?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114538206805671218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114538206805671218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114538206805671218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114538206805671218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/okay.html' title='Okay.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114528866930574472</id><published>2006-04-17T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T08:49:09.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How did this happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/mad.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I've been "got"! T was "oh so perfect" when we first started dating. He did everything right. I don't know if this was his plan or what but since we have decided to be "together", things, oh they have changed. First, my BIGGEST pet peeve is when someone says "I'm on my way", or "I'll be over there soon", and then not only doesn't show but also doesn't even call to say plans have changed, I won't be there. I hate waiting for someone in the first place but when I wait for nothing, I get pissed! T has now done this TWO times! The first time I tried to be nice and said "hey, this is the one thing that pisses me off the most, if plans change, just call and let me know instead of just not showing up", he apologized and said it won't happen again......BUT it happened again. Yesterday, I invited him to dinner with my family b/c I cooked at my house. He said he would come, this was Saturday we talked about this, then Sunday comes he calls and says he might BBQ with his family but still would be by my house in a little while. So I wait, we ate dinner at about 3:30, still no T. I didn't really mind since I figured they had decided to BBQ, but then about 7pm I still hadn't heard from him, no phone call or anything so I called they said he wasn't there. Ok. I went to the store and he lives right by my house and I pass his street to go to the store. I see his truck. I call again and they said he wasn't there! Now I'm like ok, what the hell. I wait and call about 9:30, again he isn't there. Then I'm pissed. I have no idea why I got so mad but I was so mad I felt tears in my eyes. I called again about 10:30 and he says "tell her I will call her back". That was it! When I finally did talk to him I was like "are you avoiding my calls" to which he said "no, what are you talking about", then he said he would be by to talk to me. When he got there he made his little excuses about "getting busy BBQing", "loosing track of time", "no one told him I called", you know all the usuals. Then he was a little tipsy, I could tell he had been doing some drinking...he said "well why didn't you just stop by", I was like "well if you would have called and invited me, I would have", I'm not going to just show up! Now here is the kicker....he says "yeah I did ask you not to just pop up without calling", I was like "WHAT?!" He never said anything of the sort to me! I said what do you mean I can't just pop up without calling why not? He says the following: What if I'm sleeping? What if I'm not there? I was like ok, they would say he's sleeping or gone. Then he says "What if I'm kicking it with my friends" or "have company"? Now I don't know what the hell is going on, I just started new birth control and I don't know if it's the hormones fucking with me or what but I lost it. I started yelling, what the fuck do you mean if your friends are there, do I ever tell you you can't come over cuz MY friends are here? And what do you mean if you have "company", I thought we talked about our situation and decided to only see each other which means you shouldn't have "company", I went on to rant about if he was playing games, or if this relationship wasn't what he wanted to let me know, cuz I'm not going to be playing his games, and while in my little tantrum, I started crying, yes, CRYING!!! Can you fucking believe I let him not only piss me off to the point of tears, but I let him SEE me pissed/hurt to the point of tears! That just isn't me. He has this like smirk on his face and starts with "Baby, baby calm down I was just kidding, I do only want you, you can come over whenever you want, I was just messing with you, I'm sorry".......This only further pissed me off. That is not some thing to joke about, especially when I was already mad to begin with! I am starting to remember why I don't mess with younger guys! Actually I'm starting to remember why I don't ever committ to one guy! I have actually changed my "player" ways for this MFer! Usually I would still talk or see other guys, but I sooooo thought he was "the one" and didn't want to mess it up. So when some other guy would call and want to hang out or whatever I would say "no, I have a boyfriend". Those words don't usually come out of my mouth in that context anyway. It would usually be no we can't go there, we might run into my boyfriend or something like that! ;-) And then there is B, he has been calling, he even popped up at my apartment one night. He is the type that thinks money can get him anything he wants, so he has been trying to give me money asking if I need anything and shit like that, KNOWING that I could always use some extra cash I said no, NO to the money! No to the money that was in my face being handed to me, I pushed back and said "I'm cool". That is how into T I was! Yes, that was the right word "was". I'm still going to talk to him, but you better believe I'm not going to be the good little girlfriend anymore. As a matter of fact, B is on his way up to my job to give me money to fill my gas tank! And yep, I'm taking it! I may have slipped up last night and let him see me like a punk, now he is going to think he "has me hooked", but it won't happen again I can tell you that. I even told him last night, he should have acted the way he is acting now from the beginning, then I wouldn't have fell for his ass. I told him he acted like Mr. Perfect at first and now wants to act like an asshole! He just kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"! Yea, whatever! I am still mad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114528866930574472?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114528866930574472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114528866930574472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114528866930574472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114528866930574472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-did-this-happen.html' title='How did this happen?'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114496219766043450</id><published>2006-04-13T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T14:09:38.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Spring Holiday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 494px; HEIGHT: 483px" height="594" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/easter.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The court is calling tomorrow, "Spring Holiday" instead of Good Friday to be politically correct I guess....it's so funny how far this crap has gone. If you celebrate the day enjoy, if not ignore. That's how I feel anyway. But I'm getting a day off work and it's for Good Friday so I am happy! I hope everyone has a great Easter/Passover/Other Weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: C was totally pissed about her boob being on the web! She got over it though and now it's ok. For now anyway, we'll see who's next.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114496219766043450?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114496219766043450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114496219766043450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114496219766043450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114496219766043450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-spring-holiday.html' title='Happy Spring Holiday!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114478048580279284</id><published>2006-04-11T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T11:37:42.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.....oh they are so goofy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok, here's a little story. My friend Gigi, or as her license plates used to say "Freaky G", has been using her cell phone to take "dirty" pictures and send them to her man. He loves it obviously but she also likes to show us, "us" being C and myself. So Thursday I get in the car on my way home from work and on the radio I hear "we are still taking your calls about taking freaky pictures with your cell phones"! I was like oh I gotta call. So I call and tell how Gigi takes pics of her "coochie" and sends them to her man, and also how she uses "props", (aka her dildo) in the pictures. But not only that she shows us, her girlfriends the pictures and thinks it's so funny. But what can I say, we keep looking everytime she says "hey look what I did", so obviously we aren't right in the head either. So I called Gigi and told her what I did she was like "I'm gonna kill you", I said "At least I didn't use my name nor yours...." But thinking back I totally should have! Moving on to the picture in today's post. C must have gotten a wild, although milder, freaky hair up her ass and decided to take a picture of her boob and send it to Gigi. Now being the pranksters that we are she immidately called me and said "hey C just sent me a picture of her boob, I'm going to send it to you so you can put it on your blog"!!! C is going to be HOT!!! But it is going to be soooo funny when she logs on and sees her boob on display for all the world to see! Gotcha C!!! You know you love us! And I will be watching my back for revenge!!! Haaa haaa haaa!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 105px; HEIGHT: 116px" height="78" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/cboob.jpg" width="118" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114478048580279284?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114478048580279284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114478048580279284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114478048580279284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114478048580279284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/friendsoh-they-are-so-goofy.html' title='Friends.....oh they are so goofy!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114435901779417718</id><published>2006-04-06T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T14:30:17.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Nothing new is going on in my boring little life. I am having a &lt;a href="http://http://www.partylite.us/"&gt;PartyLite &lt;/a&gt;party tonight. It was a good idea at first but now it's just a pain in my ass! I'm only doing it to get free stuff but the amount of free stuff you get is based on how much your guests buy, and I have heard from several of them "I'm only buying a box of tealights", which means they are only spending less than $10. So looks like I'm spending money on the snacks and soda for this little party and not going to be getting jack! I have spent about $175 all together at the last 2 parties I attended and thought this would be my "payback", doesn't look that way. Oh well, I am done with this crap after tonight. Although I do really like their candles and holders and stuff, it's all pretty but a little pricey. I will probably still buy candles, they are good quality and smell really good, plus they have tons of different scents. Other than that, nothing new going on. I have a 4 day weekend coming up and I am looking forward to that. Ant's on spring break from school so we're gonna hang out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114435901779417718?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114435901779417718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114435901779417718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114435901779417718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114435901779417718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/thursday-thoughts.html' title='Thursday Thoughts'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114425265722489109</id><published>2006-04-05T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T08:57:37.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap!!</title><content type='html'>Today is my first day back at my office this week. An F2 tornado went through the city I work in Sunday. It collasped the roof of a building maybe 1/2 block from the building I work it. Getting here this morning was crazy. Roads are blocked off, trees and signs are laying around. It was just so crazy to see how much damage was done. Here are a few pictures from the news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/stormstore.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/stormbuilding.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/signstorm.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114425265722489109?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114425265722489109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114425265722489109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114425265722489109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114425265722489109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/holy-crap.html' title='Holy Crap!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114408509234317719</id><published>2006-04-03T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T10:24:52.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>Well this was a quite weekend. I didn't end up going anywhere, my parents kept my son from 2pm Saturday until 12:00pm on Sunday. It was a nice little break and he had a good time.  T and I stayed in, all the girls came over Saturday night, we played cards, drank long island iced teas, and talked shit. It was a good time. I have not laughed that hard in a loooonnnggg time. My stomach muscles were hurting from laughing so hard. That may have had a little to do with the herbal refreshment I decided to partake in with the girls. I don't do that too often, they always do but I always pass. Well Saturday night I decided what the hell, and joined in the fun, and let me tell you, I forgot how fun it was!! Not that I'm will take it up regularly but it was fun! All this time T was the only male sitting around the table with 5 women, high/drunk women at that and all the while he just joined in and enjoyed the fun! He is so awesome. Speaking of T, we became "official" on Saturday (yes April Fool's Day). We talked and decided we are going to only see each other so he is now "My Man"! Hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too much else going on. We had some bad storms and tornados in this area yesterday. A department store building that is right in front of my office building collasped with people inside during the storms. I heard only one person died, and a few others were injured. So our office has no electricity, and all roads in that area are closed anyway so there is no way to get to our office. We are closed today and possibly will be tomorrow also. I'm covering at another office today but hopefully tomorrow I will get to enjoy the day off if we aren't open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, folks hope everyone had a great weekend, ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114408509234317719?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114408509234317719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114408509234317719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114408509234317719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114408509234317719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/04/monday-madness.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114384173905307525</id><published>2006-03-31T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T13:51:29.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Happy Thoughts.....(repeat, repeat, repeat)</title><content type='html'>I had a terrible meeting with our HR manager today. I already do not have the greatest deal of confidence in the way she does her job due to a previous episode in which she "overlooked" my email application for a supervisor position that was available a while back. She is a terrible speaker at meeting and pretty much shows how little she knows everytime she opens her mouth. Bitter? Naahhhh! So the meeting left me pretty much pissed off, and ready to yell " I QUIT, BITCH!!!" But, seeing as I have bills, and a child I didn't think that was a good idea to do, at least until I find another job, then, well....But I am not letting that ruin my day or weekend. It is Friday, it's like 75 degrees outside and the weekend is supossed to be beautiful! I plan on going an enjoying some of the lovely free atractions St. Louis has to offer. Maybe the &lt;a href="http://www.stlzoo.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.slsc.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Science&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.stlouisarch.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Arch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Depends what Ant wants to see. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend also!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114384173905307525?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114384173905307525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114384173905307525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114384173905307525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114384173905307525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/think-happy-thoughtsrepeat-repeat.html' title='Think Happy Thoughts.....(repeat, repeat, repeat)'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114356683065960853</id><published>2006-03-28T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T09:27:10.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it begins....</title><content type='html'>Everywhere I go something out of the ordinary happens to me. Well last night I was laying in bed watching TV before going to sleep. I hear a knock at the door, I was like who the hell can this be. So I look out the peep hole and see a guy witha white t-shirt on and a hat, T had come by earlier and had that exact thing on so without asking who is it, as I usually do, I just opened the door. And it wasn't T, some guy asked if Rita lived here, I said no, he said "oh, are you new here", I was like "yeah"...then started to shut the door and he asked "do you stay here by yourself"....then I started to get a little freaked out...even though I do live by myself with my 7 year old son, I said "no", to which he said "oh does your boyfriend stay here too" I said "yes" and shut the door. What a weirdo! Who comes up to someone's door at 10:30 at night and after realizing the person they are looking for doesn't live there, proceeds to strike up a creepy converstation like that. Like I was really going to say "Yeah, I live here all alone", now just push the door open and do what you please! I couldn't sleep after that, I kept thinking what if he comes back and breaks in, maybe he knew I was lying about living by myself. Crazy people! Another crazy thing that happened last night, my heat went nuts. I had the setting on "heat", but the furnace and the outside air-conditioning unit were running at the same time. I thought I kept feeling cold air coming out of the vents but I thought I was just tripping cuz then I would feel warm air, but when I went to my room I heard the unit buzzing away outside my window. But I opened the door where the furnace is and it was running also! I was like this can't be good. Heat and cold at the same time I'm gonna cuz a tornado in here, or blow something up, one of the two! So I had to shut off the heat all together. It wasn't all too cold last night but it was in the 40's so it was chilly. I put an extra blanket on Anthony, and bundled myself up under an extra blanket and it wasn't bad but Ant was freezing this morning when he got up from under the blankets. They are supossed to be at the apartment fixing it now. Hope it's done before I get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114356683065960853?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114356683065960853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114356683065960853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114356683065960853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114356683065960853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-it-begins.html' title='And it begins....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114322936785617415</id><published>2006-03-24T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T11:42:47.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday, It's Friday....</title><content type='html'>Oh so glad it's Friday. A whole two days to relax and have fun! This has been a long week. Nothing too exciting going on. T and I are doing well. He came over and I made us dinner last night. Then we watched Dave Chappelle's Block Party ( got the bootleg yesterday at the laundromat hee hee) it wasn't what I thought it would be. It was more of a concert/documentary type movie, not much comedy at all. I fell asleep during it. But I fell asleep on T so it was still good! ;-) Nothing else too interesting going on. No plans for the weekend. I'm broke as I don't even know what! I screwed up my checking account and overdrew, it was like 5 little things no more than $7 each, totalling probably $15 - $20 and I am now &lt;strong&gt;-$197&lt;/strong&gt;!! They charged me $34 each time! I am pissed but I did it and there is nothing to do now but try and borrow some money somewhere to get my account back on the positive side! Yikes! Such is life I guess. I'll get over it. Ok have a good weekend everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114322936785617415?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114322936785617415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114322936785617415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114322936785617415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114322936785617415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-friday-its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday, It&apos;s Friday....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114305043954621994</id><published>2006-03-22T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T10:00:39.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell??!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know I haven't had the best luck in love. But what is up with ex's telling me I pretty much suck at relationships lately? First it's B with his smart ass text messages about "having bad luck with men", ok he was just mad cuz I'm not seeing his sorry ass anymore. Then there is Carlton, a guy I dated more than 10 years ago but we have kept in contact and still talk on occasion. Well he has been telling me lately that we should sleep together. We have never slept together even when we dated. He was an alcoholic and moved away to go to rehab, and has since been sober over 4 years, has a job, and has gotten into church. I am very proud of him, he is a wonderful person but he lives over 2 hours away now. He comes down to visit and we hang out but what kind of relationship could we have. He has already said he won't move back here, too much temptation. And I am not moving there so really there is no way it would work even if we were to try and start a relationship so we have just been friends, until now. He says we should "get together" when he comes back down. So I told him I was dating T and that wouldn't be a good idea. He acts shocked that I have a man and says "oh good you are always meeting someone and it never works out but that's your problem"....gee thanks for the vote of confidence there buddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114305043954621994?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114305043954621994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114305043954621994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114305043954621994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114305043954621994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-hell.html' title='What the hell??!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114287501963424987</id><published>2006-03-20T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T09:16:59.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Rundown</title><content type='html'>It was a pretty good weekend. T came over Friday, we hung out watched TV, he helped me get some stuff out of the apartment and stayed the night. It was nice. He went lhome for a while Saturday then came back over. We had dinner, then Chrissy, Gigi, and my sister came over. We had a few Long Island Ice Teas and played cards. He stayed the night again! Sunday we got up, I started cleaning up the kitchen and he cleaned up the living room! I was excited, he is such a nice guy. I keep waiting and thinking "ok, what is wrong with him". He seems perfect. He has a good job, he is so sweet, he likes kids and played with my son, he helps me whenever I need it, my son actually likes him, my friends like him, which is very unusual they don't usually like any of my "men".....so why am I waiting for something bad?! I'm crazy and used to something bad happening I guess. B had still been calling and stuff, I told him I was seeing someone, he didn't like that. Even though he LIVES with a girl, and we broke off the twisted relationship we had, I got mean little text messages from him all weekend. Including "we will just see how long it takes u to catch him in a lie", along with "you know you have bad luck with men". Nice huh? He is just so weird. I went out to my car last night and I had a flat tire. First thing I thought about was that B did it. T put the spare tire on and on the way to work this morning I stopped and got a new tire. My tire had a hole in the side. B had messaged me this morning with "I wish you the best I'm still here if you need anything". Then I started thinking he did that to my tire cuz he thought I would call him to come fix it. Ha, fooled him I went and got it fixed myself! He says he didn't do it but who knows. I don't care, I'm done with him. Other than that things are going good. I love my new place. Just can't wait until everything is finally all put together. I don't have much left so I'm doing pretty good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114287501963424987?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114287501963424987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114287501963424987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114287501963424987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114287501963424987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/weekend-rundown.html' title='Weekend Rundown'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114263100701894859</id><published>2006-03-17T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T13:30:07.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I moved!</title><content type='html'>I am moved into my new apartment and I love the apartment. It's so nice and everything is brand new!!! Everything is in the apartment although it's not all put away it's getting there! I have to thank Jamie, she helped me soooo much moving, unpacking, cleaning, and everything! Thanks and I love ya!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day moving in, I had just loaded mine and Anthony's clothes into my dad's truck and went to drop them off. I pull up, and there was this guy sitting outside, I get out and he asks me "hey, you selling clothes"? I said "No, I'm moving in", he was like "oh, alright". Boy oh boy living here is going to be an adventure I can tell already. My complex has 4 buildings, so far I am the only white tenant! It doesn't bother me, I just keep thinking about how I will probably be referred to as the "white lady". :-) Oh well.....I've been called worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony loves it. He is so excited. His room is all put together and he actually slept in his own bed, BY himself last night. Yes, he is 7 years old, and yes he was still sleeping in the same bed as me. I know. He just always has shared a bed with me, mostly because when he was born I liked having him sleep with me, made middle of the night feedings easier, plus we only had one room to share. Then we moved, again we only had one bedroom. Then we had 2 bedrooms for a while, he had he own room but he was 2 years old and didn't like sleeping by himself, nor did I so....he slept with me and I just never really pushed the issue for him to get into his own bed. I thought as he got older he would just go into his own bed, yeah was I wrong, he turned 5, 6 and finally 7, and he never wanted to leave. But I have been preparing him during the last year, that when we moved, he would get him own room, and he was a big boy now and would be sleeping in his own bed. He seemed excited, and he slept in there without a problem last night. It was wonderful!! A whole bed to myself and a whole night with out being kicked in the face while I slept...Ahhhhh.....life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114263100701894859?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114263100701894859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114263100701894859&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114263100701894859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114263100701894859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-moved.html' title='I moved!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114235928577404339</id><published>2006-03-14T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T10:01:25.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days to go!</title><content type='html'>Although I was origianlly supossed to move tomorrow, they called Friday and told me that the cabinets wouldn't be there until Wednesday so I wouldn't be able to move in until Thursday. Which is only one day but man, I have been waiting forever already. At least it's finally almost here. My parents ended up buying me some new living room furniture, I was excited! It's pretty and I like it alot. So much for my project. It was fun while it lasted. I will still use the 2 big pillows that I got finished for something so it isn't wasted. And after today I am off for the next 2 and a half days! Can't wait for that even though I will be busy moving and not relaxing it will be good. Ok sorry for the short post but my shoulder is killing me, I have no idea what I did to it, but typing isn't helping so ta ta!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114235928577404339?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114235928577404339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114235928577404339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114235928577404339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114235928577404339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/2-days-to-go.html' title='2 days to go!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114202252216102075</id><published>2006-03-10T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T12:28:42.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So so Friday</title><content type='html'>Today has been full of ups and downs. First I have a meeting with my supervisor. She says my schedule is going to change and I am going to have to work half a day at one office and half a day at another office, twice a week. Now, I don't really mind doing this. Makes my day go by faster so what the heck. Then she talks about me being a floater to cover other offices when people are out. Ok. And wants me to sit down with her and create a procedure manual on some of the things we do here. Ok. Well when she applied for this supervisor position, I did also. She had worked for our company 6 months, me 4 years. I know tons about the daily workings of this company and have learned many other department duties as well. My email applying for the position was "overlooked". As I was told after the announcement was made that the person had been chosen and I hadn't even recieved a response. So I questioned it and found out the person who was in charge of that was "sorry, she simply missed my application email" and there was "nothing they could do now". I was pretty mad, but as I always do let it go. When I talked to my former supervisor about the situation she was upset but said "not to make you feel better about being overlooked, but the position includes alot of travelling, and covering shifts for other staff who are out on vacation or sick whatever, and she didn't think I would have wanted the position due to having a son and daycare issues etc." So that made me think ok, I probably really wouldn't have wanted the job anyway, even though I could use more money. Then comes the salt in the wound. Now the new supervisor would like me to do part of her job in covering missing staff, and help her put together a training manual. During this meeting she mentioned 1. how much I know about the everyday workings 2. she needs me to help get her up to speed on things that she has no idea what they are 3. I am going to be like her "assistant" helping out when she is on vacation and such. So if all this is said, why again wasn't I given the position in the first place? Why do I have to do part of the job discription for the position now without the pay increase? Doesn't sound fair to me. There is so much more to this but I'm done stressing over it. Bottom line is I have begun a job search. I have sent out about 15 resumes this week. I will just have to go with the flow and put up with the bullshit until I can find a better opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the "up" side, I got my bonus report for the month and it is about 3 times higher than it usually is, so that's good. It is actually something that will make a difference on my paycheck. And another "up" it's FRIDAY!!!! Moving day is coming sooner and sooner, I only have to work 2.5 days next week, so things are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend folks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114202252216102075?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114202252216102075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114202252216102075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114202252216102075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114202252216102075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-so-friday.html' title='So so Friday'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114194542291067944</id><published>2006-03-09T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T15:03:42.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm "sew" domestic</title><content type='html'>Ha, I just keep em coming don't I! My sewing project is coming along. The fabric tape didn't work, but the fabric glue did. I have gotten all my pillows together now I just need to get the old ones out of storage and switch the stuffing from the old to the new. Oh yea and figure out how to close the pillows once the stuffing is in. I've got three sides closed but I guess I will have to sew  the last side closed b/c of the stuffing the sides won't hold toeghter for the glue to dry. I'm sure I'll figure something out. I found a little handheld sewing machine my mom had and it was great it really worked for a little while anyway, I got one and a half pillow sewn and then it decided that was it, didn't want to work anymore. Maybe it needed a break I will try new batteries and see if it works again. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B brought me lunch today. My first thought was "is he trying to poison me"....then I was like No, he wouldn't think of that he is just being nice. So I ate it. It was good, fried chicken, mixed veggies, and a baked potatoe. So if I die just a heads up to those who know me in real life, check for poison. Ok, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week is almost over. I only work Monday and Tuesday next week and then it's moving time! I can do without the actual moving of the items but I will be so glad to be moved in! B asked if still wanted him to help me move. I said I had it covered, he acted offended but I didn't really want him to help with his "I owe him" attitude. When we broke up he threw up everything he has ever done/bought/or given me in my face. Which was quite a bit but I never would have excepted if I knew it came with strings attached. Plus T said he would help and I just don't know how well that would go over, B being the jealous type and not wanting to be out of our relationship, I see things getting out of hand. But I really, REALLY don't want to move heavy stuff, and would rather have someone move it for me. Which is what usually happens when I move, I do a minimal amount of the work as far and carrying stuff. I'm a little spoiled yes, that's how I like it. B likes to spoil and I wouldn't mind him doing all the work so I haven't yet decided if I will say ok I need your help or not. We'll see next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114194542291067944?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114194542291067944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114194542291067944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114194542291067944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114194542291067944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-sew-domestic.html' title='I&apos;m &quot;sew&quot; domestic'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114185677526326527</id><published>2006-03-08T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T14:26:15.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 for 1</title><content type='html'>Hot damn, it's your lucky day. TWO posts in ONE day, oh my! Well I went to the fabric store and bought some fabric to make some of the pillows for my couch. One of my co-workers suggested a "no-sew" option since she saw me with a needle and thread instead of a sewing machine....she suggested the double sided fabric tape. What a great idea, I thought. So back to the store I went and got some tape. I came back and put together my pillows! They turned out good, except when I turned them right side out, the tape seemed to pull apart some. I am thinking it needs time to set so I left them alone and will check tommorrow. If they still pull apart I will have to find someone with a sewing machine to run them through. And yes, while at work today I managed to make 3 pillows. It's been a slow day around here. Now I will just need to get some fabric to redo the 5 big pillows and I will be done. I can't wait to see how this all turns out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114185677526326527?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114185677526326527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114185677526326527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114185677526326527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114185677526326527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/2-for-1.html' title='2 for 1'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114183495832849500</id><published>2006-03-08T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T08:22:38.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day Highlights...</title><content type='html'>Ha, wasn't that a cute title. Yea whatever! Anyway, I am feeling better since my Monday meltdown. Mood is coming back to normal. Things are working out. 1 that is ONE week from today I will no longer be living at my parent's house!!!! I called my oldest, dearest friend Jamie to see if she wanted to help me move. And not only did she say yes, but took the day off work, and got us a truck to use! She is the greatest!! One more thing, about the slip covers that were gonna cost me about $250.....well I found them at a discount store....$49.99 for the sofa and $39.99 for the love seat! How cool is that. I'm sure they aren't as fancy as the more expensive ones but heck they will make my furniture look a bit better. I was happy. And if I can con my mom into buying a sewing machine I am going to attempt to redo the pillows myself. I have been watching too much HGTV and I have so many projects I want to try. But I think I will start by trying to redo my pillows. It doesn't look so hard. And it would probably be cheaper to buy fabric than to spend $7 - $10 apiece on new throw pillows for the couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nasty outside to day. Rainy, grey, and yucky. Perfect sleeping weather but sucks when you have to get up and go to work in the crap! I'm still sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok kids talk to ya later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114183495832849500?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114183495832849500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114183495832849500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114183495832849500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114183495832849500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/hump-day-highlights.html' title='Hump Day Highlights...'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114168115545196730</id><published>2006-03-06T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T13:39:15.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Moody Monday</title><content type='html'>I am in a bad mood today. At least part of today. I go from feeling okay to down right bitchy! Hormones must be to blame. Who knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a quite weekend. Friday night went and hung out with T, we watched a DVD and talked. It was cool. Saturday I went to Nina's and hung out by the bon fire. Had a good time. Sunday went to bingo. I just had this feeling I was going to win the big jackpot and get some $$ to buy me some new furniture. And I came close lots of times only to here "BINGO" when I'm down to 1 or 2 numbers. I was pissed. Nina Pop also was soooo close she had 1 color left on her raffle to win $500 not once but twice and both times someone went out before her color came up. So needlesss to say we left bingo pissed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today started out ok but as the day goes on, I keep feeling more and more bitchy. I'm ready for a nap I think. Good thing I get to go home in about a half hour. My head is even starting to hurt. I have also been trying to work out money matters today so that isn't helping. Never seems to be enough money. Story of my life. Not that we are doing without anything, it just sucks to work out bills and such and just make it. There are a few things I &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt;, but I don't really &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; them to live ya know. Like my living room furniture. It's seen better days. I don't like the color at all anymore, and it has a few tears in some pillows, and needs steam cleaned badly. I would like to get new stuff, but I don't have the money for that right now. So I thought about slip covers but those are even a few hundred bucks that I can't do right now so I was bummed. I'll get over it. I'm looking forward to being in my apartment. The 15th can't come fast enough. Still wondering how things are all going to get moved, since me and B broke it off, and he has a truck and was going to move all my big stuff. My dad has a trailor we used to move it before but he works all week so I would have to wait til the weekend to get it moved. And ya know that just isn't going to work. :-) A few people have offered to help so I'm sure I'll make it. Only 9 days to go.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114168115545196730?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114168115545196730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114168115545196730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114168115545196730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114168115545196730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-another-moody-monday.html' title='Just another Moody Monday'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114124639983294320</id><published>2006-03-01T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T13:01:33.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's right!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Someone sent this email to me about billboards you will never see, I just really liked this one!&lt;/P&gt; I don't know why but I read it and it my head it automatically has a hispanic accent...don't ask why I assume all dogs are hispanic and anytime I say something imitating what a dog is thinking it is always done with the accent....I know I'm an idiot. But I'm not the only one, both Gigi and Chrissy do the same thing, cuz yea that's makes it better.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/bitches.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114124639983294320?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114124639983294320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114124639983294320&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114124639983294320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114124639983294320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/thats-right.html' title='That&apos;s right!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114123608014039674</id><published>2006-03-01T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T10:01:20.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I won the LOTTERY!!!</title><content type='html'>The scratch off lottery that is.....ha ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so you would think I just won a million dollars! I am addicted to scratch off lottery tickets, as my sister tells me anyway. So I bought a few tickets on my way to work this morning. I scratched them off after I got to work and I won $25 on a $2 scratch off!!! My biggest jackpot yet!!! Before this the most I won was $5. I am so excited!! I will probably be an idiot and go buy more and then lose. But hey they are fun! Ok, enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out with the new T a few nights ago. We went to the park and walked around since we are having such warm weather here right now. We talked and sat by the lake and watched the fountain change colors. It was really sweet. We kissed a little and held hands, and he walked behind me with his arms around me, awwwww!!! I felt like a teenager. We sat and just laughed and talked for an hour. We get along really well. He is 4 years younger than me, which is different seeing as I usually go for 15 years older than me! Hee! Just seems weird being 27 which is so close to 30 and he is 23 which is like so close to 20!! But I like him so we'll see what happens. We are going to see Madea's Family Reunion sometime this week. I can't wait. Both to spend more time with him and I love Tyler Perry's movies!! Madea is SO FREAKIN' FUNNY!!! I literally laugh to tears when watching her! If you haven't already check out Diary of a Mad Black Woman, it's a great movie.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok going to meet Nina Pop for lunch TTFN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114123608014039674?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114123608014039674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114123608014039674&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114123608014039674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114123608014039674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-won-lottery.html' title='I won the LOTTERY!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114106884945762715</id><published>2006-02-27T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T11:34:09.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well said.....</title><content type='html'>Last night on Grey's Anatomy, my favorite show, one of the character's said, "If you are tired of crappy things happening to you, stop letting people crap on you and demand better"...or something to that affect anyway. I thought that was an excellent quote. No real point to posting that I just liked it, and thought it applied to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I did not brave the crowds and attend the St. Louis Mardi Gras celebration. I heard it was a hit, I decided to stay in this weekend and *gasp* NOT drink!!! Amazing I know since lately the highlight of my week has been based on getting drunk on Saturday night. Not all that fun lately. Plus I am tired of feeling like shit on Sunday! So this was my first "non-alcoholic" weekend in quite some time and I actually enjoyed it. I will be staying in a little more for a while. I am moving on the 15th of this month so I will have my OWN place after living with my parents for about a year!! That means I will be able to just sit and watch TV or whatever and not feel like I have got to get the hell out of the house. Nothing like having our own space. That paired with the fact that I will be paying rent again, and not have too much extra cash to go blow at the club/bar. And that is really fine with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114106884945762715?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114106884945762715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114106884945762715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114106884945762715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114106884945762715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-said.html' title='Well said.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114081675971987660</id><published>2006-02-24T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T13:32:39.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My how time flies!</title><content type='html'>Next month will be a whole year that I have been writing this here blog! Amazing. To me at least. I never thought I would keep this up. I'm glad I have it's been a great place for me to get shit off my chest! Still it doesn't seem like a whole year! My, my, where does the time go? Anywhoo, thinking about going to the Soulard Mardi Gras in St. Louis tomorrow. I went last year but didn't stay very long. This year it is said to be EVEN bigger. I want to go, but not sure if I'm up for it. Tons and tons of people to get on my nerves, trying to find somewhere to park, and then trying to remember where the hell you parked by the end of the night.....Good things would be, Hurricanes, mmmmmm!! Beads!!! I have no idea the meaning of beads and Mardi Gras, or how they came about but it sure is fun catching them!! I don't know. If I go I will be sure to take pics and post them Monday!! Have a great weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114081675971987660?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114081675971987660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114081675971987660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114081675971987660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114081675971987660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-how-time-flies.html' title='My how time flies!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114073287855619558</id><published>2006-02-23T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T14:14:38.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You really can't make this shit up......</title><content type='html'>My life. Full of twists and turns I would never have imagined. Something crazy is always happening to me. So over the last few months, I have noticed every once in a while my lip will swell a little. It has happened maybe 4 times, once on Christmas at my Granny's which I figured I must have nibbled on something that didn't agree with my skin. But the other 3 times it always happens when I am at my cousin Jamie's. I don't know why. We are never eating or doing the same thing, but it was sort of a joke every time it happened that I was allergic to her house. Now it never got very bad, and it always went away by itself withina half hour of so, so I figured I was just having a mild reaction to something I was allergic to, although I had no clue what it was. So last night I go over there to highlight her hair, we have dinner, nothing I haven't eaten before, and I feel my lip started to swell. I laugh that it's happening again, and begin highlighting her hair. A few minuets later my lip is way bigger than it has ever been. We are laughing, saying I looked like "Hitch". I keep going and Jamie says, your lip is really big. I looked in the mirror and HOLY. SHIT. It was huge!! I started freaking out! Got some ice, still getting bigger. I decide to go to the ER, but then change my mind cuz it looked horrible and I didn't want anyone to see me like that!! So I take 2 Benedryl and decide to wait and see if it helps. Nope, still bigger, and now I'm itching EVERYWHERE!!! I say fuck it and grab a wash towel to hold over my lip while I walk in the ER. I sit there for like 2 hours, by this time my lip has gone down by about half but is still pretty big. I try and "unregister" with the nurse she tells me it shouldn't be much longer and I really should stay. So a few mins. later they call me back. I get a shot in my ass, and a few pills to take and the itching stops and I feel better. They sent me home with some prescriptions, including one for a steriod to take for 5 days! And one for an Epi-Pen, an injection to use incase it happens again and my tongue swells and I can't breathe!! Fortunately I have dealth with allergies before, my son has an Epi-Pen due to a severe peanut allergy, along with some other allergies he has. I had no idea you could suddenly become allergic to something that never bothered you before at any time in your life. Crazy! Still don't know what it was that caused it, the doctor said it's nearly impossible to tell. So this could happen again. Oh, and when I was leaving Jamie's house to go to the ER, she stops me, and asks as she is still laughing her ass off, "can I take a picture"? "This will be funny later".....so I let her, when she gets them developed I may post it for all to see. I was telling her yeah, they first picture I post of myself and I look like a freak!! We shall see!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114073287855619558?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114073287855619558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114073287855619558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114073287855619558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114073287855619558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-really-cant-make-this-shit-up.html' title='You really can&apos;t make this shit up......'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114062968028479973</id><published>2006-02-22T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T09:34:40.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the hell is Friday?!?!</title><content type='html'>I am having the day FROM. HELL. It started out bad. I have not been able to sleep in about 3 days. I lay down, but never fully fall asleep. I toss and turn and toss and turn all damn night. Well it has caught up with me. Today I woke up, if you can call it that, more like finally gave up on trying to sleep and got out of bed. I am so sleepy, my mind isn't working right. I feel "cloudy". If that makes any sense. I am in a BAD mood! I want to snap on everyone!!! I get to work and our something is wrong with the program we use, it won't print the reports I need and crap. Left a message for our computer dept. but no one has gotten back with me yet. So since we couldn't print the balance for last night I had to get it sent over this morning from another office. And it was all fucked up!! It took me forever to figure it out and make it balance. Then the phone keeps ringing!!! I am usually not like this. Since I work the front office I am the one to greet clients, and answer the phone but today I have been ready to cuss somebody out every time they walk up to my window or call! This is not good. Every little thing that doesn't usually bother me is about to make me jump out the window. Even the fact that they are painting the upstairs bathroom here at work so I have to walk down stairs to use the bathroom! No big deal right? Except today I'm like son of a bitch!! Needless to say I haven't peed all day! Ok, I'm done bitching, I'm calling my doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114062968028479973?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114062968028479973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114062968028479973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114062968028479973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114062968028479973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-hell-is-friday.html' title='Where the hell is Friday?!?!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114054922633834137</id><published>2006-02-21T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T11:13:46.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Well this is actually my "Monday", I was out sick yesterday, and today, there is soooo much to catch up work to do! I will have to get back to that soon. But first, a rundown of the weekend. So my Friday was messed up due to the news I got. I knew whatever the outcome of that situation, it wasn't going to be a good one, I wasn't looking forward to it. So I was a little down. Ended up going out with C and my sister Friday night for a "few" drinks. That turned into getting home at 5am. Had a good time though. I got up about 11am Saturday, did a little cleaning and mostly sat around the house all day. About 10pm I was debating whether or not I wanted to go out. I was sleepy still from the night before but I still wanted to do something. So my cousin calls about 11:30 and asks if I want to go out for a "few" hours with her. I said sure why not. So that few hours turned into 3 clubs and getting home at 5am AGAIN!!! Sunday I decide that rather than sleep I am going to get up at 11:30 and go to bingo! Yeah, I didn't win, and I didn't get any sleep. So by Monday morning I was feeling like C-R-A-P!!! I couldn't get out of bed, I was nauseated, and ended up calling in sick to work! But the weekend was packed full of excitement from catching someone's boyfriend getting some oral action in the parking lot of the bowling alley, to getting hit on by a lesbian! That was actually my first time ever getting hit on by a woman! It was crazy! I have nothing against lesbians, just isn't my thing, right now anyway, who knows what the future may bring!! :-) So this was a pretty exciting weekend.....to say the least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114054922633834137?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114054922633834137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114054922633834137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114054922633834137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114054922633834137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-114020177164643491</id><published>2006-02-17T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T12:37:03.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What now?!</title><content type='html'>Well a while back I posted the story of my son's father and him being in jail, accused of murder. I opened the paper this morning to see an article that he had took a plea bargin and plead guilty, in exchange for 2 lesser charges being dropped. His sentence, 20 years. With credit for the almost 2 years he has served awaiting trial. So his only child will be 26 years old before he is released. I am feeling so many different things right now. Not really feeling sorry for T, he made his choices, he has to deal with the consequences. Sad for my son, who will never get to have a relationship with his father. I am thankful he didn't get the death penalty, so I won't have to tell my son his father is going to die. But when thinking about the victim's family, how are they going to feel about the 20 year sentence? If it were my loved one, I don't think I would be happy. So I'm torn on how to feel. I know I feel like shit right now. Even having to deal with this kind of situation is fucked up, for lack of a better way to put it. My thoughts are just everywhere today.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114020177164643491?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114020177164643491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114020177164643491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114020177164643491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114020177164643491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-now.html' title='What now?!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114011845527697361</id><published>2006-02-16T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T11:48:38.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Pics!!</title><content type='html'>My son's 7th birthday was Sun, the 12th. We celebrated at Chuck E Cheese!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partying with everyone's favorite rat, Chuck E. himself!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/2-13-2006-55.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kloe, L &amp; J hiding from the camera....chickens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/21118849.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Mya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/60b0b748.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 Amigos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/edfea10b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Gigi and Jamie got him to smash his face in the cake for $4!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/e70563f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/06d030c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114011845527697361?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114011845527697361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114011845527697361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114011845527697361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114011845527697361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/birthday-pics_16.html' title='Birthday Pics!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-114003929073223562</id><published>2006-02-15T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T13:34:50.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hump, my hump, my lovely lady lump....</title><content type='html'>Why do I always think in song when trying to come up with a title.....I have no freaking idea, but it happens, everytime. This time I was thinking of it being Hump Day, and those words came to mind, so, there ya go! Nothing exciting going on. B, came by last night with a bouquet of flowers and one of those HUGE cards. It was a nice gesture. I still ain't going back. And as the days go by the urge to go back fades a little. Now when the weekend comes and I want to get a little ya know what, my urges may be a little stronger. But here's to hoping I can make it thru the weekend. We'll see Monday huh?!! And I got a "Happy Valentine's Day" call from just about every ex-boyfriend and/or "booty call guy" I have had in the last 3 years. So that was about 5 calls if you count the one I got today from an ex I haven't talked to in about 8 or 9 months! He called my work phone, and he has a very recognizable voice so I immidately said "OMG"! Not that I was oh so excited to hear from him, but it was weird that just last week I mentioned I hadn't heard from him in a while, to a friend, and said "I wonder if he's still alive". Because being the liar/bullshitter that he is ( one of the reasons we broke up in the first place) - the last time he called he told me he was dying, to which I responded, "That sucks". Because 1) I didn't really believe him, and 2) What do you say to someone who calls out of the blue and says shit like that!! Anyway he didn't say much but he would like to see me sometime, uh yea probably not going happen! But whatever......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was typing this I got a call from the realty place where I applied for the apartment and I got it! I am so excited!! But I can't move in until March 15 because the apartment is being rehabed! Good that everything will be new, bad that I have a whole 'nother month to wait and I have to pay my storage bill for March and I will only be there half the month but they will not pro-rate it and give me any of the rent for the month back. Bummer. Oh well. And since the special the apartment place is running is for the first month rent free and I'm moving in the middle of the month I will pay 1/2 the months rent in March and then my April rent will be FREE!! Cool. I am so excited right now. I am so ready to move. I have packed my room at my mom's up mostly except the stuff we need everyday. So I am ready to go!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-114003929073223562?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/114003929073223562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=114003929073223562&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114003929073223562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/114003929073223562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-hump-my-hump-my-lovely-lady-lump.html' title='My hump, my hump, my lovely lady lump....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113994432448374756</id><published>2006-02-14T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T11:12:04.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!</title><content type='html'>Ha ha, good one huh!! Valentine's Day SUCKS!! I have never had a good Valentine's day. Not with a boyfriend anyway. But this year, I have realized that Valentine's Day doesn't have to be only about love between boyfriend/girlfriends or husband/wife, it is about letting everyone in your life know you love them. So I have wished all of my friends and family a Happy Valentine's Day, we don't let the people we care about know we love them enough anyway! Right?! I'm going to enjoy this day even if I don't have a "man" to celebrate with! I woke my son up this morning with a valentine's monkey, lots of candy and a card! He's the "man" I love most in this world anyway!! I even let him eat some of the candy before breakfast! Yeah I am the best mom EVER!! At least to him, and that's all that matters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113994432448374756?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113994432448374756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113994432448374756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113994432448374756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113994432448374756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINE&apos;S DAY!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113985308271043826</id><published>2006-02-13T09:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T09:51:22.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>Well this week started off on the wrong foot. I totally did not hear my alarm this morning. I woke up at 9:10am, which is 10 mins after I am supossed to be at work!! My son was late for school, I was an hour and a half late for work. Not a good start. Yesterday was my son's 7th birthday! We went to Chuck E Cheese where I spent about $80 for 2 pizzas, 8 sodas, and some tokens! After the kids spent up all their tokens on the games, they cashed in their tickets and got their prizes which combined probably cost about $5!!! That place is making a killing!!! But he had a good time, so there ya go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful, I didn't really do much. I called it off with B Saturday. I was pretty mad when I did it so that made it easier to actually say the words, but after that, it has been a struggle to not go running back. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;know&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that he isn't right for me, and I know all the reasons I should stay away. But I really fell in love with this guy, even though I didn't plan to. So I miss him terribly. We decided to remain friends and still talk so I have talked to him a few times this weekend but it's not the same. I know it just takes time and this will get easier, but right now it just  sucks. Add to that the fact that I've got a bad case of PMS, and it has not been good. I am about to cry like every 10 mins, and for no real reason. Just feeling sad and sorry for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't heard from the people about the apartment I am trying to get. They didn call my job Friday to verify employment and also called one of my referrences, so hopefully I will hear something by the end of today! I really need that place. I am so ready to move. I need to get back into my own place. I need space!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113985308271043826?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113985308271043826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113985308271043826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113985308271043826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113985308271043826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/monday-madness_13.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113935717815990361</id><published>2006-02-07T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T07:54:52.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Happenings......</title><content type='html'>Well this was a nice weekend. Friday I took my son shopping for some new school uniforms, not fun for him but I bought him some YuGiOh cards and a new game for his GameCube so he was happy. Then I stopped and visited with my friend L for a while. Saturday morning I talked L into going to the nail shop and getting her nails done, she has been wanting them anyway and I needed mine filled and didn't want to go alone. So we go do that and then have lunch it was nice. After that I took my son, and his friend to the St. Louis Science Center. We had a good time and they had an awesome Titanic exhibit, that had artifacts that were retrieved from the Titanic. As you walked through the tour, some parts were built to look like the Titanic did. One of my favorite parts was walking through the "Grand Staircase" section. It was amazing how beautifully built this ship was. It really was moving for me looking at the personal belongings of all these people who lost their lives. The boys who are 6 and 7 years old thought it was really cool at first, when we were waiting in line we were given boarding passes each with a name of an actual passenger on the ship. It told how old the person was, what they did for a living, if they were in 1st, 2nd or 3rd class, where they were traveling from, and who they were with. I read them their passes and they thought it was neat. When we first started through they looked at the items and I read the captions that were along side each item. Erik, my son's friend didn't know until then that the Titanic really happened so he was amazed. It got a little crowded along the way and we had to wait in some spots, then they started getting antsy. Or as they told me BORED!!! They said this stinks I thought we were going on a real boat! But once we got moving again and came to a part that had actual pieces of the ship, and a large iceberg they could touch they regained interest. At the end they had a wall with all of the survivors names along with the names of those who died. We all found the names "we" were on our boarding passes to see if we lived or not. Two of us did, one of us didn't. They still enjoyed it and I felt good knowing that at least they learned a little bit about something historic. So I did a good mommy deed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I dropped the boys off and it was time to party!! We went out and played some darts, then C and I went to Pops! A place where you see SO many different kinds of people in one place! It goes from hoosier, to ghetto, to international and everything in between! It's always fun and since it's the place people go when all the other bars close it is always packed. It's where I met the Jamaican guy a few months back. Well this time C was checking out these really cute guys playing pool. We were placing bets on what country they were from since we are always meeting people from other countries, which is really cool. Anyway, I said Trinidad, which was a good guess I thought cuz they looked Caribbean to me. Well we finally talk to them and they are from Egypt so I lost but whatever. C got one's number, Abdul. He lives and works in St. Louis. So that was cool. I met a guy with the same name as my son's father! I told him I wouldn't hold that against him....we talked for a few hours at the bar, exchanged numbers and stuff. I have talked to him a few times since then. Seems like a nice guy, we will see I guess. He's 4 years younger than me! Yikes I don't usually date younger men, but hell the older ones are full of shit so maybe younger may be better. Plus I already got the scoop, no kids, has a job and a car! That right there is just hard to come by these days.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113935717815990361?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113935717815990361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113935717815990361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113935717815990361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113935717815990361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend-happenings.html' title='Weekend Happenings......'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-113899956438851091</id><published>2006-02-03T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T12:46:04.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's everyone's favorite day......</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY! Man, am I glad this day is here. Not only do I get the next 2 days off, I am going to look at an apartment at 4:30! Hopefully things will be ok with it. The rent is something I can afford, plus it has washer/dryer hook-ups, 2 bedrooms, and a storage unit outside. Plus they pay all utilities except electric which is awesome!!! Down side is my parents and grandma keep telling me "oh, that's a rough area", my grandparents listen to their police scanner and she said the police are called there alot. I have never heard of anything seriously dangerous happening there. I just said well I plan on being in my apartment not out trying to kick it with the neighbors. So we'll see today how the neighbors act. Anyway it can't be any worse than the rest of this town! We don't exactly live in a great area, but it isn't too bad either. I only plan on staying here until I am ready to buy a house, in another city. Which should be a few years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, B called me at work last night and said to meet him at this hotel down the road from my job. I was like ok, so I get there, call him and he tells me take the elevator to the third floor I'll be waiting for you. I get up there and walk in the room and he has candles lit, and a bear with a rose on the bed for me. It was nice. We went to dinner and then went back for some "dessert". It was really a nice surprise. He would be the perfect "boyfriend" if he didn't have a GIRLFRIEND that he lives with. He keeps telling me, I'm getting out of that situation, I need time, blah blah blah. I don't really believe him, I have tried to end it with him several times but every time he comes back with gifts, and who can turn down gifts. He came over the other day with new tennis shoes for both me and my son. He has given me two rings, he is always giving me money, bringing me roses, and all the sweet stuff you want a man to do. So I keep playing the game. Bad part is I really have fallen for this guy. I mean I care for him alot, but I also know I can still walk away. I've never been very good at relationships anyway. I have this "I always want what I can't have" thing going on. So if he really did leave the situation he is in, I wouldn't want to be with him anymore. This has happened many times. With the exception of my son's father, I have not stayed in a relationship with the same person for more than 6 months. That seems to be my limit. And B and I are reaching the 6 month mark soon. I dated this guy (IM) a few years ago, he was the first real relationship I had gotten into since my son's father. I fell for him hard! I was totally in love with this man. We had a good relationship for the first few months, then I told him I was going back to my son's dad. He didn't take that very well, I was an idiot for doing it, and of course me and T didn't last AGAIN! I kept thinking about IM, so I finally left T for good. IM and I still kept in touch while I went thru my relaspe with T. But after T was gone I kept wanting to be with IM so bad but he was still hurt by what I had done. Once he did come back I realized he wasn't all that great either, it was just the fact that I thought I couldn't have what I wanted.....we didn't last long but we remained friends for a while. I guess when I finally meet the right person, these feelings will go away. Hopefully....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113899956438851091?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113899956438851091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113899956438851091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113899956438851091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113899956438851091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-everyones-favorite-day.html' title='It&apos;s everyone&apos;s favorite day......'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113873889792785330</id><published>2006-01-31T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:21:37.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T F*#K WITH THE IRS......</title><content type='html'>LESSON. LEARNED. Holy crap! Ok  a little detail on my run in with the IRS. Back in 2003 I took a job cleaning the office building I worked in at night for some extra cash. I made a mere $500 a month to clean the building twice a week. Not bad for me since I'm a single mom, and I just took my son with me while I cleaned, which worked out since I didn't have to pay extra daycare. Sweet deal so I thought. Well turns out I was being paid as being self employed and no taxes were taken out, meaning I was supossed to make some tax payments. I was 23 then and didn't think it would make a difference if I paid them through out the year or just waited until the end of the year when I got my tax refund, since I don't make much money I usually get a good size refund and I thought they would just even out the taxes I owed, with what I would get back anyway. BIG MISTAKE!! I ended up having to file these extra forms, and pay self employement taxes, and late fees and penalties out. the. ass!!!!! So I do this and think they will take the $1500 I owe them out of my refund, nope they sent me the WHOLE check. Damn. Now you would think I would have immidately sent them back the portion that I owed them, right? WRONG! I was young, broke, and trying to move so I sent them a little and made a payment plan arragement. Things go ok then I start falling behind on bills and stop paying that bill. Yes, of all the bills I decide to stop paying the IRS. I think again, foolishly that they will just take the balance out of my refund for this year and give me the rest. Which is what they are doing except it's taking forever, plus I added up more late fees and penalties so I again owed almost $1500. No big deal I thought, then I get to work today and my HR department tells me they have received a "Notice of Levy on Wages" from the IRS. Crap! So I call the IRS. Wait on hold for 30 minuets, then I talk to the lady about what is happening, this takes anothr 30 minuets, I was on the phone for a full hour. But things are cleared up, they are faxing a release on the levy to my HR department, my taxes have been processed, they took their money and I still get a little back. Bad part it won't be release until Feb 13 so I have to wait a few more weeks. Oh well I am so gald this whole thing is over. I have learned my lesson, the hard way unfortunately, I was trying to make some extra cash and it ended up costing me more than it was worth! But now taxes are paid, I owe nothing else and next year I will get my entire refund! Moral of this story boys and girls is DON'T FUCK WITH THE IRS, because they will fuck you harder and they won't use lube! Good Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113873889792785330?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113873889792785330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113873889792785330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113873889792785330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113873889792785330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-fk-with-irs.html' title='DON&apos;T F*#K WITH THE IRS......'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113839334688535606</id><published>2006-01-27T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T12:22:26.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGI Freaking F!!!</title><content type='html'>Not that I have had an unusally hard week but hell, who doesn't look forward to the weekend!?! Anytime off work it's wonderful to me. Not too much going on this week. No weekend plans as of yet but that is subject to change.....hopefully it will. :-) So what to chat about, hmmmm. Well nothing comes to mind so have a great weekend everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113839334688535606?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113839334688535606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113839334688535606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113839334688535606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113839334688535606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/01/tgi-freaking-f.html' title='TGI Freaking F!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-113821680253510700</id><published>2006-01-25T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T11:20:02.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoever said.....</title><content type='html'>Money can't buy happiness sure as hell must not have ever been broke!! This whole house/apartment/shack hunting experience has not been good. I can not find anything that I can afford by myself anyway, in the city I need to stay in right now. It is just amazing how much they want for rent! I only get paid twice a month, and for what most of these places it would cost me about 1 whole check per month. Leaving me with just one check to pay my car payment, daycare, utilites, buy food, and whatever else we need. It just won't work. So looks like I'm going to end up in a cramped 1 bedroom apartment. I will be on the couch so my son can have a bedroom. This is a really whiney post, I'm just feeling so sorry for myself right now. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;need&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a roommate, but I sooooo don't &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;want&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a roommate!!! I want to live alone! Ok, I'm done yelling at the computer screen now! Hopefully something perfect will come along......trying to think positive here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113821680253510700?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113821680253510700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113821680253510700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113821680253510700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113821680253510700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/01/whoever-said.html' title='Whoever said.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-113803919796183597</id><published>2006-01-23T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T09:59:57.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>I love that song, but it also describes my mood lately. I will be happy go lucky one day, and the next, BAM, for no reason I can think of I am on the verge of tears. Such is the case today. I feel sad. I don't know why, I just feel like any minute I could just start crying. Who knows why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the birthday celebration was good. We went out to a few clubs. I had a good time, drank WAY too much but appricated all the "birthday shots" everyone bought me!I have never done so many Jager-Bombs in my life! Not to mention the tequilla shot, the hot sex shot, and whatever else was handed to me with a "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"!!!! I really had a good time. I slept all day yesterday and am still not feeling my best, probably another reason for the low mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the gifts!!!! Thanks to my sister and cousin for the cash and card!!! Thanks to my momma for towels for my new place I hope to find soon, and my son for the locket necklace! Thank you Laurie for my delicious Lemon cake she made me and for watching my rugrat so I could enjoy the night out! Love ya! And B for the beautiful ring, roses, and panties! :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113803919796183597?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113803919796183597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113803919796183597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113803919796183597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113803919796183597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/01/emotional-rollercoaster.html' title='Emotional Rollercoaster'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113769240505975648</id><published>2006-01-19T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T09:40:05.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Shorty It's Your BIRTHDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>YEAH!!! I am in a super hype/good mood today. And it's my birthday! Too bad I'm working but I plan on sneaking out of here early today!! Going to have a few drinks with a girlfriend, and waiting on Saturday to get here! Woooo Whoooo! Also happy birthday to Gigi who is lucky enough to share a birthday with the likes of ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113769240505975648?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113769240505975648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113769240505975648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113769240505975648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113769240505975648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/01/go-shorty-its-your-birthday.html' title='Go Shorty It&apos;s Your BIRTHDAY!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-113760150380370902</id><published>2006-01-18T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T08:25:03.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Eve....</title><content type='html'>Today's my birthday eve!!! Yeah! Too bad I have to work tomorrow, on my birthday! Not fair. Buit I plan on celebrating Saturday night, and well into Sunday morning. Cuz hey, you only turn 27 once right? Now, 29, that's a different story, I may turn 29 many, many, times.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113760150380370902?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113760150380370902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113760150380370902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113760150380370902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113760150380370902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/01/birthday-eve.html' title='Birthday Eve....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113709918722745694</id><published>2006-01-12T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T12:53:07.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anndddd.....CUT!</title><content type='html'>So ends my record lenght run of happiness. Even after I had to get up earlier than usual today to go look at the duplex that turned out to be shit, and go to the doctor, and to the courthouse to finish looking up reoffenders, all before starting my "real" day at work, I was still in a pretty good mood. Strange I know. Then I get the email saying my paystub is ready online. Alright! I think as I knew my pay raise would be on there and I still hadn't been informed of what it would be yet. So I go look at it, and BAM! Smack in the face! After all the hard work and extra shit I have been doing, I thought yea, they will give me a good raise, more than the normal 3%, yeah, I got 3.5%. Whewww fucking Whooo! A whole 36 extra dollars on eaach check. Oh well tis the price of not having a damn degree I guess. It does cover the amount I took out of each check to go into my Healthcare Flex spending account and the extra life insurance I took out on me and my son so it evens out to me bringing home about the same amount. What the hell. I'm not going to let this bring me down either! Who needs savings! Vacations are for suckers! Yea yea yea! Anyone who would like to donate funds or an all expense paid trip to Disney World for my son and I , I am offically accepting! :-) I should start a "help support my broke ass" website. See how many people give me $$, hey it worked for the "pay my credit card debt lady" or whatever right? Ahhh, dreams......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113709918722745694?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113709918722745694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113709918722745694&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113709918722745694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113709918722745694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/01/annddddcut.html' title='Anndddd.....CUT!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113693269918082174</id><published>2006-01-10T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T14:38:19.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's babblings.....</title><content type='html'>Well I called about a 2 bedroom house yesterday. The guy took my information and said that the house was open and I could go in look around and fill out an application on the counter. So I did and I love this house! It's so cute, perfect for me and Anthony and I can afford it, plus the landlord pays water, sewer, and trash services which will save me almost $100 a month! I am trying not to get so excited incase I don't get it but I can't help it. I really want that house! And it's a HOUSE, not an apartment!!! With a big yard for Ant to play and it's on a dead end street so I don't have to worry about traffic speeding by so much. I already have placed my furniture (in my head) where I want it to go. Me and Ant picked which bedroom would be whos, he's excited too. He liked it. It also has this huge attached patio that is screened in and would be so cool in the warmer months to sit out and not get eaten alive by the bugs! Ok, ok, enough about the house, just hope with me that I get it! Many thanks!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, today is my favorite cousin Amy's birthday!!! So HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, I LOVE YOU BUNCHES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My supervisor called today and told me that she had my raise information and she would go over it with me on Friday. FRIDAY, a whole 3 days away from now!! I'm very impatient, I know so surprising huh?!! But I hope it's good and actually makes a difference on my paycheck! But I'm going to think positive. Since 2 different people today have told me I always think negatively and need to start thinking positive that is going to be one of my goals for the year. To start thinking more positively and maybe things will start turning around for me. Who knows, it's worth a shot. I have actually been in a great mood, pretty much this whole month so far. It probably has to do with the fact that I know I'm 1) moving this month, 2) getting my tax refund and will have some extra cash and 3) IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MONTH!!! 9 days from today to be exact! I'm one of those idiot birthday fanatics that think MY birthday should really be a national holiday! I celebrate and remind EVERYONE, just about the whole month of January. This year I started in late December. I went and got my nails done and told "B" it was an early birthday present to myself, he looked confused and said "but your birthday is a month away", I said "yeah, I start early"....he'll learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113693269918082174?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113693269918082174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113693269918082174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113693269918082174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113693269918082174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2006/01/todays-babblings.html' title='Today&apos;s babblings.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113598105715225707</id><published>2005-12-30T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T14:17:37.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post of the year......</title><content type='html'>Well, what to say. This year has definately gotten away from me. It hasn't been a very productive year, I moved in with my parents thinking I would be there 2 or 3 months AT THE MOST, yet here I am 9 months later, and well yeah. I have not kept any of my resoultions from last year, yet I will make them again this year and see if I can keep to a litter longer this time. I can't remember anything particularly bad happening to me this past year so that has to be a plus. My son is doing well. I still can't believe he is going to be 7 YEARS old in a few short months. Whatever happened to that chubby little baby I had what seems like just yesterday! When he was a cranky, crying, little infant, everyone told me how fast they grew up, I didn't believe it until now. Now I sometimes look back and wonder did I cherish those times enough. I remember feeling so overwhelmed and wondering if it was every going to get easier. I guess it didn't help that I had just turned 20 when I gave birth, and that I started attending school when he was 3 months old. I feel I missed alot. I was thre when he took his first steps, I remember the feeling so well. I cried, I was so excited. I ran thru the house telling everyone, "He just walked". He was 9 months old, I just knew he was going to be a super child!! And of course he has never disappointed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it is time to relect on the past, learn from my many many mistakes and hope to not repeat them in the coming year. My only real resolution for this year is to learn to love life more, not to sweat the small stuff, and enjoy every moment with friends and family because life flies by too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping everyone has a wonderful New Year! (And an "intoxicating" New Year's Eve) Enjoy the booze, I know I will be!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113598105715225707?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113598105715225707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113598105715225707&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113598105715225707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113598105715225707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-post-of-year.html' title='Last post of the year......'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113579954279815992</id><published>2005-12-28T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T11:52:22.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Case of the blahs</title><content type='html'>I have a case of the blahs bad. I don't know if it's the holiday season or what. I feel down. Christmas was ok, it just didn't seem like "Christmas" though. Just feeling down and ready to get out of my parents house I guess. I should be able to move next month as long as I find a place I can afford. Which brings me to another reason I am feeling down. I'm always broke. I always worry about having money to pay the things I need to pay. Seems there is always something coming up to make money matters worse. I am hoping my raise is enough to make a difference this year. I know I make pretty good money for being a secretary but still not enough that this could really be my career. I need to go back to school and get a degree in something. Just don't know what yet. I was so set on nursing but my weak stomach may not allow that. I don't have any ideas that interest me as much as medicine does though. That is the only thing that has kept my interest over the years. Who knows. I guess I will have to make a decision within the next few months in order to get things together to try and start in the fall semister. Oh, why can't I just win the lottery or find me a rich husband to take care of me......dreams, dreams.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113579954279815992?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113579954279815992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113579954279815992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113579954279815992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113579954279815992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/12/case-of-blahs.html' title='Case of the blahs'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113519846037549581</id><published>2005-12-21T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T12:54:20.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture OVERLOAD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Ant and Mya watching cartoons.....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/12-19-2005-72.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anthony &amp;amp; Mya &lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/12-19-2005-71.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anthony playing in the first snow we had this year....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/12-19-2005-67.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Ant and our 10 year old Chow, Lady-bug&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/12-19-2005-66.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Caught!! Eating ice cream in my bed!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/12-19-2005-64.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Posing in his new PJ's!!! Future model here!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/12-19-2005-63.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;And no I'm not putting my 6 year to work! He BEGGED to use the leaf blower and blow the leaves out of the yard, he actually did a pretty good job! He was out there for about an hour! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/12-19-2005-62.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Mya and "Chump", Ant's monkey he made at Build A Bear.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/12-19-2005-60.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Kloe Kay and puppy....awwww!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/12-19-2005-39.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113519846037549581?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113519846037549581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113519846037549581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113519846037549581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113519846037549581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/12/picture-overload_113519846037549581.html' title='Picture OVERLOAD!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113511365243099180</id><published>2005-12-20T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T13:20:52.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He called</title><content type='html'>Yep, yesterday he called 3 times actually! Yeah. We are supossed to get together this Thursday evening. Now I just have to get rid of "B" for good.....but this is a start! It's always easier to get over a man with what else - another man! Never want to be totally alone right, especially in the winter. I don't know why that makes such a difference, I guess since it's cold and your home more you have more time to realize "hey, I'd like to have a man around"....who knows. We shall see where this one goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also counting down the days until I am out of my parents house!!! I should get my income tax refund around the 15th of next month so I will be able to move finally!! It has been a LONG and difficult 10 months! It will be nice to be in my own place again. Man, I can't wait. I have been trying to find an apartment but haven't had any luck yet. I saw a sign in front of an apartment complex on my way to work though so I will drive back that way on the way home and get the number.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113511365243099180?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113511365243099180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113511365243099180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113511365243099180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113511365243099180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/12/he-called.html' title='He called'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113500973601158142</id><published>2005-12-19T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T08:28:56.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's be frank.....</title><content type='html'>I. AM. AN. IDIOT!!! Seriously. I went out Saturday night with the girls! We had a great time, I was in a hyper/drunk mood. C and I were out on the dance floor and some dude just kept looking at me so I waved, being friendly. He came over a we were talking I asked his name,(Frank) blah blah blah, this went on for about 10 minuets before I realized holy shit, I know this guy, I met him at the same club about 2 years ago!!! We had talked for a little while, he had been over to my house, visited me at my job and it took me 10 mins. to realize I already knew this guy! I was like "why didn't you say something" to which he replied "I was seeing how long it would take you to remember me". Man, I felt like such a dumb ass!!! But we chatted the rest of the night, danced and had a good time. We exchanged phone numbers, he called that morning, since we didn't leave the club til 6am, and made sure I made it home ok but I haven't heard from him since. I guess we will see if he calls today.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113500973601158142?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113500973601158142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113500973601158142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113500973601158142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113500973601158142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/12/lets-be-frank.html' title='Let&apos;s be frank.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113440704948613202</id><published>2005-12-12T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T09:04:09.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, it's Monday again</title><content type='html'>Looks like the last time I complained....er...posted it was Monday also!! I have the worst cold right now. My head feels like it's going to explode, I'm coughing, my eyes are watering, and my nose keeps running. Plus its MONDAY!!! I just want to go back home and crawl back under my blankets. I am seriously thinking about going out to my car on lunch cranking up the heat and taking a nap. Called my supervisor to ask about getting someone over here to cover for me but I haven't heard back yet so most likely I will be here all day. Suffering! Damn germs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113440704948613202?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113440704948613202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113440704948613202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113440704948613202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113440704948613202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/12/wow-its-monday-again.html' title='Wow, it&apos;s Monday again'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113380173884161318</id><published>2005-12-05T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T08:55:38.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday.....</title><content type='html'>Oh joy! Mondays are no fun. I have my yearly evaluation at work today. Hope they give me a big fat pay raise! I could sure use it. Nothing exciting happened over the weekend. I didn't even get to go out! Darn. I sure wanted to but the "B" wanted to go with me and then that just wouldn't have been any fun now would it. Flirting and getting free drinks is the part of the whole going out experience and without that well, it's just no fun. So we stayed in. Boring boring boring......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113380173884161318?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113380173884161318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113380173884161318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113380173884161318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113380173884161318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/12/monday.html' title='Monday.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113355570503834899</id><published>2005-12-02T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T12:35:05.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh, it's Friday, how I love Friday(s)!! No real plans this weekend, yet I never have plans so I'm sure I'll find some trouble to get into. I am in a good mood today. I started taking this new medicine my doctor prescribed me to help me lose weight. I don't know if it's just because I'm so excited about having something to help me lose all this weight or if it's the "stimulant" in the pills. I am wired! But feeling good. I am cutting off the fast food! I had oatmeal for breakfast, a turkey breast sub from Subway for lunch along with "baked" Lays! Not too bad so far. I just have to make it thru tonight and this weekend. Work days are easier since I can stock &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;good for you&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;foods only and not be tempted, as easily :-)Ok have a good weekend everybody!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113355570503834899?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113355570503834899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113355570503834899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113355570503834899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113355570503834899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/12/tgif.html' title='TGIF!!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113320695498559996</id><published>2005-11-28T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T11:42:35.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the grind</title><content type='html'>Oh how I hate returning to work after a long weekend. I was off for a whole 5 days, you would think I would be nice and refreshed and ready to come back to work and be productive. NOPE, instead I feel sleepy and have no drive to do any kind of work today. Thanksgiving was nice. Pretty uneventful. After dinner B and I took my son to the "Way of Lights" display. It was nice Ant liked it. Friday night I went out not too fun but still ok. Saturday and Sunday I did absolutely nothing. I did venture out and visit my friend Laurie Saturday night for a few hours. Feels like I haven't seen her in forever. Sunday was spent sleeping. I am so lazy lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113320695498559996?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113320695498559996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113320695498559996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113320695498559996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113320695498559996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the grind'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-113259554308218060</id><published>2005-11-21T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T09:52:23.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What ARE these?</title><content type='html'>So I was sitting in the living room watching TV a few weeks ago and my son comes into the room with his arms up and an object in each hand. He is walking in asking "Mom, what are these?" I take a closer look and notice they are two nice red, white and blue CONDOMS!!! In the wrapper with the clear back so he can see the colorful contraption of course. He had apparently been in my sock drawer and found my "collection". I had absolutely NO idea what to say. I was caught off guard, so I just started with "You know you don't go in my stuff" and "What where you doing in my drawer?" He was trying to explain himself and quickly forgot the whole reason for the conversation in the first place. So I avoided that. I thought for a second to say balloons, but that would have been followed by "can I play with them" so I knew that wouldn't work. Boy, kids are too damn nosey! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113259554308218060?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113259554308218060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113259554308218060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113259554308218060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113259554308218060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-are-these.html' title='What ARE these?'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113233495172183031</id><published>2005-11-18T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T09:29:11.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings.......</title><content type='html'>Nothing too exciting going on lately. The "boyfriend" type guy brought me roses to work yesterday. That was a nice surprise. Then after work he took me to get ice cream, yes even though it was like 40 degrees outside. Still tasty! I am so glad today is Friday!!! And I only have to work 2 days next week. It is going to be SO nice. I need a little vacation. No plans for the weekend so far. I am supossed to be staying in, meaning no club hopping, but we'll see how that works out. I told Gigi I would babysit baby Mya so she could get out for a little while so if I do that I will stay home, but if she changes her mind and I don't.....well, I have a feeling I will be going out. I just can't seem to sit my hot ass still, as "B" says anyway. It's just too much fun to go out, drink way too much, flirt with the boys, stay out way too late, and then wake up the next morning feeling like shit swearing you will "never drink again"! Sounds fun doesn't it? Yeah, it does. I can't wait. Well hope you all have a great weekend~ta ta!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113233495172183031?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113233495172183031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113233495172183031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113233495172183031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113233495172183031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings.......'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-113217427276055331</id><published>2005-11-16T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T12:51:12.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The crazy things mom's do......</title><content type='html'>Ok, my sister thinks my friend Chrissy and I are the most insane moms she has ever met. Chrissy's son Erik is 7, my son Anthony is 6 and they are the best of friends. They hang out often, because well basically they have no choice. It was sort of a forced friendship since Chrissy and I have been friends forever and hang out quite often, when we had kids they ended up being around each other all the time. Anyway, Chrissy and I both have an unusal sense of humor, to say the least. We are always doing something many would call "stupid", we call it hillarious!! So one day before the school year started Chrissy and Erik were driving home and Erik wanted to do a "play school", so Chrissy asked him ok, what do you want to do math, spelling, what? He said "No, I want you to go to my school, and pretend to drop me off and pick me up". So she drives to the school, stops, lets him out of the car, waits a few seconds, and he gets back in. They proceed to have a conversation about how his first day of school went. He loved it and laughed the whole way home. Well when the boys are in the car with me they often like me to put the car in "super speed". This is where I speed up the car slightly, then put it in neutral and press on the accelerator to make the "vroom, vroom" sound. I always tell them "ok, lean back" and then we take off in "super speed". They love it and what harm does it do, ok, except minor harm to my transmission. My sister thinks we are crazy! Which we may as well be, but at least these kids are going to have some interesting memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113217427276055331?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113217427276055331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113217427276055331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113217427276055331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113217427276055331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/crazy-things-moms-do.html' title='The crazy things mom&apos;s do......'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113215594575334917</id><published>2005-11-16T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T07:45:45.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus night.....</title><content type='html'>We are off to the circus tonight.....that is about the highlight of my week. Life has not been very exciting lately! Nina and I did have dinner last night and it was nice to sit and chat so that was fun. I am stressing out over how fast Christmas is approaching and how I only have 2 paychecks before Christmas!!! I did go to Toys R Us and buy my son the Game Cube he has been wanting, I bought the "value bundle" which came with the game system, 2 controllers, and the new Harry Potter game, for $109, yeah what a value! So with the "buyer protection plan" just in case my son destroys the game, it came to about $130. For ONE gift! The older he gets the more expensive his Christmas gifts get. I am not looking forward to his teenage years. I did get a $10 gift card to use toward a future purchase at Toys R Us though, it was free with a $75 or more purchase so there ya go. But I'm happy I got him something I know he will be really excited to open. I still need to figure out what to buy my mom, dad, sister, brother, and brother in law though. My brother is 16 and just got his driver's lisence and a truck so I think I will get him a gas gift card, and maybe a shirt or something. I'm thinking gift cards for my sister and brother in law too.....I know easy way out, but I never know what to get them and I figure I would rather get a gift card to use for something I need rather than get something I don't need or want right? Yeah, it's supossed to be the thought that counts but come on, people really want something they can use right!! My parents are the hardest to buy for....I would really like to get them both remote starters for their cars but they are around $200 each so I don't know. Maybe my sister would like to go in on that with me....I'll have to ask her. Ok, enough rambling.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113215594575334917?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113215594575334917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113215594575334917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113215594575334917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113215594575334917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/circus-night.html' title='Circus night.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113155770481903087</id><published>2005-11-09T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T09:35:04.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the HELL??!!!</title><content type='html'>Yea so I wrote about the Jamaican guy, Steven, I met a week or so ago blah blah blah. Well He has been calling my phone everyday for like a week, but I haven't answered any of his calls because I was hoping he would stop calling. I just wasn't really feeling him. Well today I'm sitting at work and my cell phone rings, I didn't recognize the number so I answer it and this is the conversation that took place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hello"&lt;br /&gt;Caller: "Hello Crystal, this is Amy, Steven's girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;Me: (shocked and a little confused) "Steven who"&lt;br /&gt;Caller: "Short black guy, he said your a friend of his from work"&lt;br /&gt;Me: (still confused) "Ok" (then it hits me it's the Jamaican guy, duh)&lt;br /&gt;Caller: "He said you guys were hanging out last night"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No, I wasn't with him last night."&lt;br /&gt;Caller: "I'm sorry to bother you, I just feel like I'm being taken advantage of"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That's ok, but I wasn't with him"&lt;br /&gt;Caller: "Ok, thanks"!&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Bye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I was in shock so I didn't really know what to say. Now I want to call this girl back and say "yes your boyfriend is being an asshole." I met him at a club last weekend and he made out with me in the club? What? How can you tell someone that! But she sounded so sweet on the phone, I want to let her know what he is doing......AAAHHHHHHH, add this to the list of why men are JERKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113155770481903087?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113155770481903087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113155770481903087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113155770481903087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113155770481903087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-hell.html' title='What the HELL??!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113139229493080636</id><published>2005-11-07T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T11:38:14.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Nina</title><content type='html'>Since it's Nina Pop's birthday today I thought I would talk about her! Nina and I have been best friends for a whole lotta years now. It didn't start out that way though. Believe it or not we didn't like each other when we first met! I know hard to believe anyone wouldn't like ME! But believe the old me was pretty hard to like most of the time. I was a very mean teenager! I have since changed my ways. So anyway, I met Nina when I was about 12 or 13 years old I guess. We met thru my cousin Amy. After we actually became friends we shared many, many memories. We were your regular rebellious teenagers. Wanting to party, and drink and all that bad stuff. I remember stealing Nina Pop's dad's van....we went and picked up all our friends and rode around. I think I was 14 and Nina probably 15, we let the oldest person we were with drive, I think he was 16 but he didn't have a license. We ended up getting chased by the police, we pulled a slick little move and pulled into a driveway, shut the van off and all got on the floor. When the police found the van, they just shine the lights in and then drove off. We got away with that one! We stole, well "borrowed" cars a few more times and fortunately never got busted or crashed. That is until Nina got her license and her dad bought her a nice blue Firebird! She had only driven it a few times, and one day we wanted to ride around. Her dad said ok, but stay in the subdivison. So what did we do? We drove across the highway to a different subdivison. All was good until on the way back we had to go across a 5 lane highway, Nina felt she could make it, I kept yelling "Your not going to make it", then BAM!!! Hit by a van! Not fun. No one was hurt so that was good. There were so many good times, I can't possible go into all of them here. But thru everything we have remained the best of friends, I even gave her the nickname....although it started as just Nina to my son who couldn't say Stephanie when he was little so she was his Nina, then the song, Nina Pop came out a few years back and the pop just kindof got added on there, my son is 6 now and still calls her his Nina and the rest of us call her Nina pop! I love you dearly Nina, I hope you have a Happy 28th Birthday!!!! And don't cry too much about being just 2 years shy of the big 30 now!!! Ha ha!! Dont worry I coming right up behind ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113139229493080636?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113139229493080636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113139229493080636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113139229493080636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113139229493080636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/ode-to-nina.html' title='Ode to Nina'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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-11538064.post-113095206415985654</id><published>2005-11-02T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T09:21:04.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every freakin' time.....</title><content type='html'>I get baby fever everytime I someone I know has a new baby!! Now I want another baby! My baby is 6 years old now, not so much a baby anymore. Oh well this too shall pass.......:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113095206415985654?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113095206415985654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113095206415985654&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113095206415985654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113095206415985654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/every-freakin-time.html' title='Every freakin&apos; time.....'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113095192095913386</id><published>2005-11-02T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T09:18:41.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another picture of Mya!</title><content type='html'>She is so darn cute, if I do say so myself!! She weighed a hefty 5lbs 7oz.....so little!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/mya1.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113095192095913386?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113095192095913386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113095192095913386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113095192095913386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113095192095913386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-picture-of-mya.html' title='Another picture of Mya!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11538064.post-113087825089738344</id><published>2005-11-01T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T12:50:50.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Mya Claire!!!!</title><content type='html'>Gigi gave birth to her baby girl at 12:22pm today! Congrats Gigi, she is beautiful!!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a208/chrisant/gigisbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11538064-113087825089738344?l=criptal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/feeds/113087825089738344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11538064&amp;postID=113087825089738344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113087825089738344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11538064/posts/default/113087825089738344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://criptal.blogspot.com/2005/11/introducing-mya-claire.html' title='Introducing Mya Claire!!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03834664242552855421</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>
