<?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-7482569901371461442</id><updated>2011-11-16T19:48:09.925Z</updated><title type='text'>Tempest's Tips and Temptations</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1662669188774606855</id><published>2011-02-27T14:49:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-27T15:16:17.677Z</updated><title type='text'>Days Of Old</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wish you could go back to the days of being a noob on sl.  How hard everything was, how odd it was that you could fly, walk into walls, crash and end up with your hair up your arse and of course the days of people walking around in odd black and white outfits (took me weeks to work out that was missing images, I think Jen Tone helped me there).  It was a child like innocence, before you really realised what sl was like, the nasty people out their with no conscience, no thought for anyone but themselves, the blatant disregard for other people.  I never really realised how deep the rabbit hole went... so many people partnered and on alts cheating, its astonished me how many - its happened to 3 of my good friends in the past few months, both men and women trying to have their cake and eat it, thinking they will never get found out, hey its sl who cares right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i found this... i know all noobs think they are hot but seriously what was i thinking?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RaWvL00QKJo/TWpqaXYVYoI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uWia2G-7ZQ8/s1600/ej.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RaWvL00QKJo/TWpqaXYVYoI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uWia2G-7ZQ8/s400/ej.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578388089637003906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1662669188774606855?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1662669188774606855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/02/days-of-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1662669188774606855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1662669188774606855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/02/days-of-old.html' title='Days Of Old'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RaWvL00QKJo/TWpqaXYVYoI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uWia2G-7ZQ8/s72-c/ej.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-588139296701423229</id><published>2011-02-24T19:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-24T20:43:12.563Z</updated><title type='text'>lessons for today (well the past week really)</title><content type='html'>Lesson 1, I can be wrong - ok so those that know me quite well are sat there going well duh right now, hey i like living in denial, im never wrong!! Only this time i was.  When you have a million people telling you the sky is blue there is no point arguing its red because if you are the only one that thinks its red then youre the moron and obviously its blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2, lesson 1 sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 3, most people just dont give a shit, true friends are few and far between, other "friends" dont give a shit and god only knows why they pretend to be when they care for no one but themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 4, I know too many pretentious pricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 5, Sometimes you dont see how much something is bringing you down til its gone.  Ok Ill explain this one a bit better - I stepped down as sanc host manager last week.  Its so much work - more than most people have any clue about, I have been doing it almost 18 months and loved it so much, but recently its been getting to me, got to the point where i dreaded logging in to the daily barrage of IMs.  Plus my health has taken a down turn, ask any of hte hosts i have been training lately they will all tell you i am a total blonde (although it has nothing to do with that), my memory is pretty much shot to shit and i cant keep focus enough to deal with managing.  So it was time to go.  It was such a relief, i had no idea what it was doing to me.  Im tired of peoples expectations of me, oh its ok Temp will do that, dont worry Temp to the rescue, thats Temps job, dont tell Temp this - she'll do that.  I just want to be me, not what everyone else wants me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 6, I am complicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 7, when something in rl happens and makes you go, shit i need to check on so and so, then you realise that person really is a friend you care about a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 8, sometimes you cant see the wood for the trees but hit page up and you can flight right up and see over the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 9, remembering what sl is all about... i think a lot of people have lost that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 10, rl is where its at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*takes off mortar board and puts down the cane* thats todays lessons concluded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-588139296701423229?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/588139296701423229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/02/lessons-for-today-well-past-week-really.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/588139296701423229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/588139296701423229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/02/lessons-for-today-well-past-week-really.html' title='lessons for today (well the past week really)'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-6982685159534499688</id><published>2011-02-01T22:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-01T22:23:09.152Z</updated><title type='text'>That was January</title><content type='html'>To quote a friend "When it rains...it pours. 2011 really needs to go ahead and make a 360 degree turn, cause this just isn't working out for me at all" I think she meant 180 degree coz if she went 360 then she would just be where she is now... anyway i am rambling - my point is I concur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not all been bad tho, new home sim, amazing tree house and still room for some giggles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-08.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731755266568&amp;amp;site=widget-08.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731755266568&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-08.slide.com/p1/3242591731755266568/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731755266568&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-08.slide.com/p2/3242591731755266568/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731755266568&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-08.slide.com/p4/3242591731755266568/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-6982685159534499688?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/6982685159534499688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/02/that-was-january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6982685159534499688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6982685159534499688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/02/that-was-january.html' title='That was January'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1034571379737774780</id><published>2011-01-01T21:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-01T21:39:09.581Z</updated><title type='text'>That was December...</title><content type='html'>Well December has been a month of extremes to say the least.  From good, to just about as bad as it can be, to amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-09.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731754989321&amp;amp;site=widget-09.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731754989321&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-09.slide.com/p1/3242591731754989321/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731754989321&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-09.slide.com/p2/3242591731754989321/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731754989321&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-09.slide.com/p4/3242591731754989321/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the point where I would normally do a run down of hte year - however that isnt appropriate - its been a darn right shitty year even if i didnt know it at the time.  RL my body tried to kill me, sl I am still feeling occasional waves of nausea from the roller coaster.  So instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year everyone.  Thank you to all my friends for everything.  The friends who are there and silently watch, friends who support no matter what, friends that try to guide and friends that are brave enough to speak their minds.  I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, to my baby.  How we made it through I will never know, but I know my love for you is stronger than ever, and I know I cannot be without you - love you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to 2011, the best year ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1034571379737774780?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1034571379737774780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-was-december.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1034571379737774780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1034571379737774780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-was-december.html' title='That was December...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-7125648489124292186</id><published>2011-01-01T20:18:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-01T20:24:17.087Z</updated><title type='text'>52 Weeks of Colour : Silver</title><content type='html'>I have so much silver this weeks one was always gonna be fun.  In the end I went for a formal look, it being new years day and all that HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TR-MU4cBJLI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Ymygvvmvv0M/s1600/silver2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TR-MU4cBJLI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Ymygvvmvv0M/s400/silver2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557314755573654706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TR-MUrDL-xI/AAAAAAAAAYE/K5ao5DK0lRs/s1600/silver.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TR-MUrDL-xI/AAAAAAAAAYE/K5ao5DK0lRs/s400/silver.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557314751979846418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: .:Ari:. Angi Blonde&lt;br /&gt;Dress: Nicky Ree Silva Gown in Silver&lt;br /&gt;Necklace: Pixelfashion, My Heart &lt;br /&gt;Bangles: Ephemeral Jangle Bracelets&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: N-Core Pin Up Xtreme Snow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-7125648489124292186?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/7125648489124292186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/01/52-weeks-of-colour-silver.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7125648489124292186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7125648489124292186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2011/01/52-weeks-of-colour-silver.html' title='52 Weeks of Colour : Silver'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TR-MU4cBJLI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Ymygvvmvv0M/s72-c/silver2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2564127029210552692</id><published>2010-12-28T01:38:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-01-01T20:17:43.815Z</updated><title type='text'>52 Weeks of Colour : Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TRlBTZm6WeI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_BenC80R70U/s1600/green3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TRlBTZm6WeI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_BenC80R70U/s400/green3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555543416885631458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TRlACu5NyAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2XAWLF2you0/s1600/green2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TRlACu5NyAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2XAWLF2you0/s400/green2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555542031030142978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one colour I hate when it comes to clothes, its green - so joy and happiness here it is.  At least I managed to drag Kill into this one with me, he didnt complain too much *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kills:&lt;br /&gt;Hair - Uw.st - Scott&lt;br /&gt;Shape - Adham - MADesigns&lt;br /&gt;Skin - Damiani - New Neo V2 Normal Shaved Hair&lt;br /&gt;Eyes - Pulse-Avanti - Marcello&lt;br /&gt;Glasses - primOptic - Fifty&lt;br /&gt;Belt - Ari - Freaky Belt&lt;br /&gt;Shirt - Shit Luck - Tank Army Green Hardcore&lt;br /&gt;Trousers - Gothicatz - Strife&lt;br /&gt;Tatoo - Shit Luck - The Animal In Me&lt;br /&gt;Necklace - sey - star &amp; skull&lt;br /&gt;Shoes - Last Eden - Short Boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temps:&lt;br /&gt;Shape - Self made&lt;br /&gt;Skin - League Amber Suntan&lt;br /&gt;Eyes - Pulse-Avanti - Audubon&lt;br /&gt;Hair - Ploom Sysca II&lt;br /&gt;Outfit - *HD* Clathi Green&lt;br /&gt;Arm Band: .:* LOULOU&amp;CO *:. - DESPERADO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2564127029210552692?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2564127029210552692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/52-weeks-of-colour-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2564127029210552692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2564127029210552692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/52-weeks-of-colour-green.html' title='52 Weeks of Colour : Green'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TRlBTZm6WeI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_BenC80R70U/s72-c/green3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-9027323014555391559</id><published>2010-12-18T17:20:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-18T17:35:50.648Z</updated><title type='text'>52 Weeks of Colour : Cerise</title><content type='html'>Ok so i got so far behind with this thing i changed it a bit - I am missing out yellow and sepia so i dont have to spam - so for me its officially the 50 weeks of colour O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week is Cerise - now i am really not a pink person in rl or sl, all a bit too girly for me, so i thought this would be hard.  Turns out I have a lot of cerise and I just dont ever wear it.  Was fun to find things I forgot about, also found daddy's belt in my inventory, and I managed to get the drum sticks to come out my ass - so a look slightly different for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQzuEEz6ClI/AAAAAAAAAXY/60V9LUnXnnI/s1600/cerise3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQzuEEz6ClI/AAAAAAAAAXY/60V9LUnXnnI/s400/cerise3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552074194419321426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQzuD7lm5wI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/ZFcwl6XLIFY/s1600/cerise1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQzuD7lm5wI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/ZFcwl6XLIFY/s400/cerise1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552074191943427842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKIN: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/duende/69/139/40/"&gt;*League*&lt;/a&gt; Amber Skin Suntan Blonde &lt;br /&gt;EYES: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/twisted%20bliss/141/111/693/"&gt;Pulse&lt;/a&gt; Avanti Eyes/Klee &lt;br /&gt;SHAPE: Made  by me!&lt;br /&gt;JEANS: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/rhiannon/134/166/22/"&gt;-SU!-&lt;/a&gt; Cebra Jeans Pink &lt;br /&gt;TOP: - &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/silver%20springs/196/210/4007/"&gt;*Tempest*&lt;/a&gt; Please excuse the shameless self promotion O.o&lt;br /&gt;BRACELETS &amp; NECKLACE: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/neko/205/60/23/"&gt;.:* LOULOU&amp;CO *:.&lt;/a&gt; - Bracelets :: ASTEROID ::&lt;br /&gt;BELT: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Atomic/16/127/31/"&gt;[Atomic]&lt;/a&gt; Music Belt_Black&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/sinners%20heaven/196/128/31/"&gt;*BC322&lt;/a&gt;  PinkxPink  Blonde&lt;br /&gt;SHOES: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/heels/196/128/31/"&gt;N-core&lt;/a&gt; PIN UP Platform XtremeHeel "Black pattent"&lt;br /&gt;POSES: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Osa%20Menor/242/238/24/"&gt;Diesel Works&lt;/a&gt; - Kalli Set&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-9027323014555391559?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/9027323014555391559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/52-weeks-of-colour-cerise.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9027323014555391559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9027323014555391559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/52-weeks-of-colour-cerise.html' title='52 Weeks of Colour : Cerise'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQzuEEz6ClI/AAAAAAAAAXY/60V9LUnXnnI/s72-c/cerise3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-242192337301969246</id><published>2010-12-14T19:31:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:13:40.464Z</updated><title type='text'>Picture Spam...</title><content type='html'>Had some fun times these past few weeks, and I have become absolutely dreadful at blogging so some purdy pictures to look at at least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL glitches causing all kinds of problems... firstly the case of the missing face!  If anyone finds it please return to Tempest Levenque - usually found at sanctuary rock, secondlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfHvIHYOgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QJhOfd_LfyE/s1600/Snapshot_033.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfHvIHYOgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QJhOfd_LfyE/s400/Snapshot_033.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550624678203636226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, there it is - but now I seem to have gained someone else's hair - if you are missing one please contact Tempest Levenque - address as above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfHuSXPDSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/-AvfZYUGI_8/s1600/Snapshot_035.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfHuSXPDSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/-AvfZYUGI_8/s400/Snapshot_035.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550624663774629154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the new reindeer fetish spreading across sl - well at least sr.  Or is it just the new fashion trend setters that are Lacey, Muddie, Krista and me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfHtwCkEDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/BKl0Jl-Qbd4/s1600/Snapshot_038.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfHtwCkEDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/BKl0Jl-Qbd4/s400/Snapshot_038.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550624654561120306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun worry babes I got your back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG4FcGD3I/AAAAAAAAAWo/j7mGtsafoOQ/s1600/Snapshot_060.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG4FcGD3I/AAAAAAAAAWo/j7mGtsafoOQ/s400/Snapshot_060.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550623732592414578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG5qAxZLI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KLUYZzmVEHo/s1600/Snapshot_059.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG5qAxZLI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KLUYZzmVEHo/s400/Snapshot_059.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550623759589794994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some zombie killing - well I did the killing kill (ironic name now I see) couldnt shoot for toffee.  Anyway we then managed to end up at some SL wrestling!  SL never fails to amaze me - you can find just about anything.  This was the VWE (Virtual Wrestling Entertainment) and we managed to land in the middle of some major event - there were 55 people there I couldnt believe it.  It was actually quite entertaining, some of the commentators were hilarious.  Perhaps worth a look if you are bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG3SLC3qI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VZM39-5ameM/s1600/Snapshot_065.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG3SLC3qI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VZM39-5ameM/s400/Snapshot_065.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550623718830694050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto my wifey's party.  Lainey is a long time friend in sl and awesome DJ and she has had some major RL shit going on.  Now she has to be out of sl for a while so she threw a party to say goodbye.  Was great fun and lovely to see so many people come out to send her off on her way.  Gonna miss you lainey, hurry back &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG26jr0zI/AAAAAAAAAWY/uZflxkpfEd4/s1600/Snapshot_077.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG26jr0zI/AAAAAAAAAWY/uZflxkpfEd4/s400/Snapshot_077.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550623712491590450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG more reindeers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG2g6GZgI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/FXpMpL_nJVE/s1600/Snapshot_079.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfG2g6GZgI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/FXpMpL_nJVE/s400/Snapshot_079.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550623705606284802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Selena, Muddie, me and Lacey.  Lovely reindeer were a present from lacey - however please note that she gave me and muddie the big ones - otherwise known as the only reindeer that could hold our weight!  Bish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-242192337301969246?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/242192337301969246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/picture-spam.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/242192337301969246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/242192337301969246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/picture-spam.html' title='Picture Spam...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQfHvIHYOgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/QJhOfd_LfyE/s72-c/Snapshot_033.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-8837645040248009663</id><published>2010-12-14T00:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:40:31.351Z</updated><title type='text'>New Sanc</title><content type='html'>Just a quickie.  Wow it looks awesome, the pictures do not do it justice - go look for yourself... &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/sanctuary%20rock/10/10/10/"&gt;SANCTUARY ROCK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQa8oGXmrrI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ycp4haq0VPI/s1600/Snapshot_086.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQa8oGXmrrI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ycp4haq0VPI/s400/Snapshot_086.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550330987871121074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQa8nWQQUDI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DmfTxn2cjQU/s1600/Snapshot_087.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQa8nWQQUDI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DmfTxn2cjQU/s400/Snapshot_087.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550330974955393074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQa8mgqNL1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/sMBoXUtqWUQ/s1600/Snapshot_088.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQa8mgqNL1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/sMBoXUtqWUQ/s400/Snapshot_088.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550330960568725330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-8837645040248009663?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/8837645040248009663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-sanc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8837645040248009663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8837645040248009663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-sanc.html' title='New Sanc'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQa8oGXmrrI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ycp4haq0VPI/s72-c/Snapshot_086.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3993073172818723851</id><published>2010-12-09T20:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:00:11.460Z</updated><title type='text'>52 Weeks of Color : Plum</title><content type='html'>Yes yes I am very late... beter late than never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plum was fun - I have a lot of purple but actually working out what was plum and what was purple and what was pink wasnt easy.  Maybe I am over thinking this?  Anyhoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQFBuZjhskI/AAAAAAAAAVw/vDTlfe8-tAo/s1600/plum.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQFBuZjhskI/AAAAAAAAAVw/vDTlfe8-tAo/s400/plum.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548788481286844994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what I am wearing... hmm lets see - well the hair is truth, the lace strip is Luck Inc, the tutu is WWI, the necklace is JCNY.  Thats as good as it gets today :P~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3993073172818723851?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3993073172818723851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/52-weeks-of-color-plum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3993073172818723851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3993073172818723851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/52-weeks-of-color-plum.html' title='52 Weeks of Color : Plum'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TQFBuZjhskI/AAAAAAAAAVw/vDTlfe8-tAo/s72-c/plum.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-6348571028457769410</id><published>2010-12-09T20:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-09T20:50:56.020Z</updated><title type='text'>That was November....</title><content type='html'>yeah I am a bit late, I am also 2 weeks behind on the colour challange thingy - hey hoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I am gonna be able to remember what happened in November... lets just go for pretty pictures, i will do better for decemeber I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731754739355&amp;amp;site=widget-9b.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731754739355&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/p1/3242591731754739355/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731754739355&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/p2/3242591731754739355/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731754739355&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/p4/3242591731754739355/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-6348571028457769410?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/6348571028457769410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/that-was-november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6348571028457769410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6348571028457769410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/12/that-was-november.html' title='That was November....'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1447323263394248740</id><published>2010-11-21T18:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-21T18:51:46.064Z</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up Time ...</title><content type='html'>I seem to have lost blogging a bit, appart from colour challanges and gushing about league.  Last couple of months have been a bit difficult for me, both sl and rl.  My SL has completely changed, on every level.  I was thrown into turmoil, went through a phase of trusting no one - and I mean no one (well one but thats it).  Thankfully that didnt last long, I have a handful I still trust.  I guess I have lost my sl innocence maybe?  idk, I even thought about quitting my job as host manager, which anyone who knows me knows how much I love.  Thankfully Mirari pulled me out of that one with a slap around the face.  Tough love... lol she has that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, things are settling back down now.  I have a new co-host manager - Ms Shenandoah (I have probably spelt that wrong) well that nutty dutch gal anyway... lord help the hosts.  I got to see mummy and daddy again, I hate to admit it but I have been neglecting them somewhat, sometimes they are more like my rl parents than my rl parents are.  Sometimes I put off telling them things for fear of what they will say lol but I luff them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats it for now - I have a stinky cold so when my head is clearer I will come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1447323263394248740?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1447323263394248740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/catch-up-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1447323263394248740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1447323263394248740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/catch-up-time.html' title='Catch Up Time ...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-962174840364639177</id><published>2010-11-21T18:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-21T18:37:50.757Z</updated><title type='text'>52 Weeks of Color : Golden Rod</title><content type='html'>Ok ok I admit it - I just assumed this was a gold week - so I did purdy photos in gold and then realised - doh!  well at least I have photos read for gold week O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as it turns out I have a lot of yellow in my inventory - thats a bit scary, I guess too many yellow and black events are to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOli8zacgcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/DsaN5-LxOas/s1600/yellow2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOli8zacgcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/DsaN5-LxOas/s400/yellow2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542069613188907458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOli4j3S-SI/AAAAAAAAAVg/w5cWvwuS5lk/s1600/yellow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOli4j3S-SI/AAAAAAAAAVg/w5cWvwuS5lk/s400/yellow.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542069540295473442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: MIRANDA &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/truth%hair/199/211/150/"&gt;Truth Hair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EYES: Pulse-Avanti Eyes/Klee &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/twisted%bliss/199/211/693/"&gt;Pulse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKIN: Amber Suntan &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Duende/199/211/40/"&gt;League&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;FACE TATTOO: Starry Eyes Fashion Fat Pack &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/SERENA%FALLS/154/48/1001/"&gt;*Raw Ink*&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;BUTTERFLY RING: Butterfly [* CaDe *]&lt;br /&gt;SHIRT: Allyson Blouse &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Ashoka/131/150/28/"&gt;Pheonix Rising&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOCKINGS: Estelle Stockings &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Budantsev/36/214/33/"&gt;Lauren's Little Boutique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOES: Pumps Yellow &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Plethora/180/74/28/"&gt;Viviane Fashion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-962174840364639177?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/962174840364639177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/52-weeks-of-color-golden-rod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/962174840364639177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/962174840364639177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/52-weeks-of-color-golden-rod.html' title='52 Weeks of Color : Golden Rod'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOli8zacgcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/DsaN5-LxOas/s72-c/yellow2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4253055913906857101</id><published>2010-11-14T23:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-14T23:16:49.460Z</updated><title type='text'>Love League</title><content type='html'>Around 18 months ago a friend introduced me to league.  I went there, spent a fortune on clothes and then discovered the skins!  Ever since I have worn the Misty skin, until recently when I had to change it.  Well its a struggle to find anything that came near it in my opinion - to my squeeing delight they have brought out a new skin!!  Its called Amber and I luff it.  It comes in a million different options, cleavage, freckles, hair base.  I even think the skin textures are better than the misty one, never did I think I would say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBs_9ipzmI/AAAAAAAAAVA/BTlHdIsiK4g/s1600/League%2BAmber.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBs_9ipzmI/AAAAAAAAAVA/BTlHdIsiK4g/s400/League%2BAmber.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539547387773177442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBs_x9IKeI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gOPEEdQT9zQ/s1600/League%2BAmber%2BBack.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBs_x9IKeI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gOPEEdQT9zQ/s400/League%2BAmber%2BBack.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539547384662993378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBs_gIUJ8I/AAAAAAAAAU4/I4trIVELoK8/s1600/freks.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBs_gIUJ8I/AAAAAAAAAU4/I4trIVELoK8/s400/freks.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539547379878078402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBs_IEx7JI/AAAAAAAAAUw/y91eS9GBOXw/s1600/cleavage.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBs_IEx7JI/AAAAAAAAAUw/y91eS9GBOXw/s400/cleavage.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539547373420801170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBtP5qx-rI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EWshlvjzMZA/s1600/no%2Bfreks.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBtP5qx-rI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EWshlvjzMZA/s400/no%2Bfreks.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539547661611432626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBtAKtHXHI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ys1SjLVFTn4/s1600/league%2Bdark.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBtAKtHXHI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ys1SjLVFTn4/s400/league%2Bdark.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539547391306718322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4253055913906857101?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4253055913906857101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-league.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4253055913906857101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4253055913906857101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-league.html' title='Love League'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOBs_9ipzmI/AAAAAAAAAVA/BTlHdIsiK4g/s72-c/League%2BAmber.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-6424685108020039521</id><published>2010-11-14T17:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:18:54.182Z</updated><title type='text'>52 Weeks of Color : Blue</title><content type='html'>Week 2 of the weeks of colour challange from &lt;a href="http://lunajubilee.com/"&gt;Luna&lt;/a&gt;.  Time to sing the blues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOAXQfgttNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Z5lDliINT_w/s1600/blue.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOAXQfgttNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Z5lDliINT_w/s400/blue.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539453113769768146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Kelsy &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/truth%hair/199/211/150/"&gt;Truth Hair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes: Pulse-Avanti Eyes/Klee &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/twisted%bliss/199/211/693/"&gt;Pulse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin: Amber Suntan, Aqua &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Duende/199/211/40/"&gt;League&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Necklace: Chained Pearl Necklace &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/quantum%bluff/199/211/1424/"&gt;::fusion::&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outfit: Corset Outfit &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Silver%20Springs/199/211/4005/"&gt;*Tempest*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-6424685108020039521?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/6424685108020039521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/52-weeks-of-color-blue.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6424685108020039521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6424685108020039521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/52-weeks-of-color-blue.html' title='52 Weeks of Color : Blue'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TOAXQfgttNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Z5lDliINT_w/s72-c/blue.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-729167715792181157</id><published>2010-11-10T15:43:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:09:36.811Z</updated><title type='text'>52 Weeks of Color Challenge - Grey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TNq-d6srg7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/L66FlNQNxI8/s1600/grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TNq-d6srg7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/L66FlNQNxI8/s400/grey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537948112987587506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes I know baaaa lets follow the herd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52 weeks of colour challange from &lt;a href="http://lunajubilee.com/2010/11/06/52-weeks-of-color-challenge-kick-off/"&gt;Luna's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Scarlite/130/113/21/"&gt;.:Ari:.&lt;/a&gt; - Messy Blondes&lt;br /&gt;Necklace:  &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Farrah%Island/195/59/24/"&gt;JCNY&lt;/a&gt; - Lovers Knott&lt;br /&gt;Pasties: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Silver%20Springs/199/211/4005/"&gt;*Tempest*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outfit: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Basilisk/220/108/82/"&gt;SK Designs&lt;/a&gt; - Insomnium Outfit&lt;br /&gt;Cuffs: Made by a Friend&lt;br /&gt;Stockings: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Silver%20Springs/199/211/4005/"&gt;*Tempest*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garter: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/larette%island/148/190/401/"&gt;*LC*&lt;/a&gt; - Femme Fatale Garter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-729167715792181157?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/729167715792181157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/52-weeks-of-color-challenge-grey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/729167715792181157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/729167715792181157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/52-weeks-of-color-challenge-grey.html' title='52 Weeks of Color Challenge - Grey'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TNq-d6srg7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/L66FlNQNxI8/s72-c/grey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3066486727540535254</id><published>2010-11-03T20:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:35:35.250Z</updated><title type='text'>That was October...</title><content type='html'>Another month bites the dust, another one I dont care to repeat.  All in all July - November has been pretty damn shitty rl and sl at one point or another.  Hopefully November will be a new start... for far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-92.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731754334098&amp;amp;site=widget-92.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731754334098&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-92.slide.com/p1/3242591731754334098/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731754334098&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-92.slide.com/p2/3242591731754334098/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731754334098&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-92.slide.com/p4/3242591731754334098/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3066486727540535254?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3066486727540535254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/that-was-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3066486727540535254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3066486727540535254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/11/that-was-october.html' title='That was October...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2238584917424874775</id><published>2010-10-24T14:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T14:42:13.878+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No puter sucks</title><content type='html'>So my puter went bang bang, left me with no sl virtually.  Had to use my daughters laptop and I could hardly move then.  But out of stubborness I tried, ended up in some sim and then wished I hadnt bothered.  Some guy IMs me, telling me about how hot he was in sl and rl, how wonderful he is, how he has women throwing themselves at him etc etc...  I hate narcasists - well anyway he starts going on a bout what a wonderful emoter he is... I changed the name to protect the idiot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[06:21]  Tempest Levenque: honestly, emoting doesnt do it for me &lt;br /&gt;[06:21]  Emoter Guy: really?&lt;br /&gt;[06:22]  Tempest Levenque: yeah really, idk its just too well idk lol never got me&lt;br /&gt;[06:24]  Emoter Guy moves to Tempest, his Blue eyes meeting hers and stealing her breath away with their intensity. Without a word spoken between them, his muscular arms embrace her waist and pull her hard against him, his eyes not breaking the contact they have with hers for even a heartbeat. Breathless and a little dizzy, she feels unable to resist him, her fear of him melting away into a comfortable numbness as his face moves closer to hers. His breath burns hot against her skin and his pounding heart beating strong against her breast. In the light she can see his face, dark, arrogant and beautiful. Theres a sureness in his eyes; almost as if he can command her with nothing more than a look and she will fall to her knees before him, ready to obey his every command. His face draws closer and she parts her lips ever so slightly in anticipation of a kiss. Her lips are left wanting and disappointed, but her neck and throat are more than eager to accept the attentions of his hungry mouth. Biting, sucking, kissing, he leaves not &lt;br /&gt;[06:24]  Emoter Guy: an inch of her flesh untasted, lifting her higher  and sucking her firm young breasts into his mouth. His demanding hands explore her body, squeezing her hips and her ass, parting her thighs and probing her moistened depths. helpless in his embrace. Theres something about his eyes, about the way he moves and energy that radiates from his body. She feels as though shes in a dream. A wicked, erotic dream, and her blood begins to pump faster through her veins. Her arms return his embrace, her fingers digging hard into the dark skin of his back and her slender legs wrapping around his waist. Gripping her by her shapely hips,he breaks away leaving her wanting more but he looked back smiling and blew her a kiss&lt;br /&gt;[06:24]  Emoter Guy: lol&lt;br /&gt;[06:24]  Emoter Guy: ooops&lt;br /&gt;[06:24]  Emoter Guy: i guess this dont do anything lol&lt;br /&gt;[06:24]  Tempest Levenque: its gonna take me year to read all that&lt;br /&gt;[06:24]  Tempest Levenque: hang on&lt;br /&gt;[06:24]  Emoter Guy: not really&lt;br /&gt;[06:26]  Tempest Levenque: honestly?&lt;br /&gt;[06:26]  Tempest Levenque: it made me pmsl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I upset him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2238584917424874775?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2238584917424874775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-puter-sucks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2238584917424874775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2238584917424874775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-puter-sucks.html' title='No puter sucks'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4712597300645191471</id><published>2010-10-19T19:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T19:31:03.158+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thought for the day....</title><content type='html'>[13:31]  Online Liberty: There was a man on a hill, and he had a pot of clay, he sat out in the shade and wasted all of his day, fumbling and folding and molding his clay, until the night came upon him and he fell asleep and awoke again the very next day, why was this man to do what he had done, what was his motive, or was it just case of casual creative fun, nobody will know, unless he decides to tell us and say, as the purpose is to reason as perspective one in the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4712597300645191471?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4712597300645191471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-thought-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4712597300645191471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4712597300645191471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-thought-for-day.html' title='Random thought for the day....'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-5749732555370680292</id><published>2010-10-08T14:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:36:36.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdness</title><content type='html'>Very odd event yesterday - lots of people I dont know, and it was very erm intersting lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:25]  Ylien Braveheart: we have strange ppl today, huh?&lt;br /&gt;[10:26]  Bailey Melodie: lmao&lt;br /&gt;[10:26]  Bailey Melodie: you cant call the guests strange&lt;br /&gt;[10:26]  Ylien Braveheart: thats why im saying it here&lt;br /&gt;[10:26]  Ylien Braveheart: lol&lt;br /&gt;[10:26]  Bailey Melodie: good plan&lt;br /&gt;[10:27]  Tempest Levenque: weirdos rather than strange?&lt;br /&gt;[10:27]  Ylien Braveheart: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... my clothing sales have quadrupled this past few days.  idk if its because more people than normal are profile perving me or what - its very strange.  Whats stranger is I feel bad lol - idk when people are buying a lot, I feel bad - kinda like I shouldnt be paid for it.  God i am weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-5749732555370680292?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/5749732555370680292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/weirdness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5749732555370680292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5749732555370680292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/weirdness.html' title='Weirdness'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-137280210642735506</id><published>2010-10-06T22:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T20:39:04.204+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Curve Balls</title><content type='html'>The irony of my last post isnt lost on me.  However when I first sat down to write this I was going to write something along the lines of - come back septemeber all is forgiven - but you know what, I dont want it back, I dont want any of it back - I said to a friend that ignorance is bliss, that maybe so but its not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of a post whining on about all my whoes I am making it a positive post.  Thanks to some awesome friends, you know who you are, that have supported me and helped me far more than they could imagine, I am doing ok :)  My head has been up and down and round and round but its back on my shoulders, I might be a little dizzy, but its there.  Whats more, there is even a plan (kinda) for the future, but we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other, but not unrealted news, I changed my avi!  She has been blonde her entire existance, but I needed to change her - so she is no longer blonde, I have changed her shape, she is a bit smaller in all ways and I have a new skin.  Its taking some getting used to, but it had to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4hfPIS6UI/AAAAAAAAATw/-C1WT-LKrGg/s1600/newtemp+(3).png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4hfPIS6UI/AAAAAAAAATw/-C1WT-LKrGg/s400/newtemp+(3).png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525390613351164226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4hfDYMcMI/AAAAAAAAATo/Og9zguf_-K8/s1600/newtemp+(1).png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4hfDYMcMI/AAAAAAAAATo/Og9zguf_-K8/s400/newtemp+(1).png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525390610196623554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4hev4wOTI/AAAAAAAAATg/G-eWob7uMsw/s1600/laceylol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4hev4wOTI/AAAAAAAAATg/G-eWob7uMsw/s400/laceylol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525390604964477234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that last one isnt me - thats lacey - She made me almost pee myself laughing when I perved her there - then she nearly made me cry!  Damn woman, love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-137280210642735506?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/137280210642735506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/curve-balls.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/137280210642735506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/137280210642735506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/curve-balls.html' title='Curve Balls'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4hfPIS6UI/AAAAAAAAATw/-C1WT-LKrGg/s72-c/newtemp+(3).png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-8222258570571531402</id><published>2010-10-01T16:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T10:08:16.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up when September ends...</title><content type='html'>Thankfully its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am all healthy again now, the after shocks of my illness have still managed to screw up September.  Shitty month for one reason or another, both rl and sl have really stunk at various points.  From real lows to huge highs and thankfully the last day in September turned out to be one the the most exciting days in a very very long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another month of not taking many photos, all the ones I took are of myself O.o no I didnt turn into a narcissistic biotch it was for my shop!  Even tried out new skins again and dark hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731754089804&amp;amp;site=widget-4c.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731754089804&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p1/3242591731754089804/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731754089804&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p2/3242591731754089804/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731754089804&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p4/3242591731754089804/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pssstttt 20 weeks today!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-8222258570571531402?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/8222258570571531402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/wake-me-up-when-septemeber-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8222258570571531402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8222258570571531402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/10/wake-me-up-when-septemeber-ends.html' title='Wake me up when September ends...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2266130593185628278</id><published>2010-09-16T16:02:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:40:58.709+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah I am crap</title><content type='html'>Ok I am totally neglecting my blog lately, sowwy blog I still luff you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been a bit hectic with my new shop, which is going amazingly well.  Way better than I ever imagined.  Love doing it, and things are selling well, so yey =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanc has seen some more changes.  New DJ manager, new DJs (more on that in a min), staff leaving, staff coming back again ... is it just me but if you quit throwing your toys out the prim, calling your employers all the names in the world, slating them in your profile and on a public blog - takes some balls to come back and as for a job right?  irl lol can you imagine.  Well its happened, and she is back albeit in a different role.  What I do like about sanctuary though, is how ALL managers have to be in agreement over re-hiring.  Fingers crossed for less rollercoasters and more good working, which she is more than capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of re-hiring.  My first ever dj when I started hosting was one ms lacey milestone.  When I quit the club we worked at that was the last time we worked together, I that was end of July last year!  Well... she is back home at sanctuary \o/ and I got to host with her again!  I went digging for old photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever event 30th June 2009... well you cant really see us thanks to Mr Swensons antics but that was it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI1guSEA_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/sp-mvNqgUCA/s1600/event.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI1guSEA_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/sp-mvNqgUCA/s400/event.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517531329778156530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 months later and we are reunited lol  and still seem to have that Mr Swenson following us around, although that might have more to do with the fact it was a boobies event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI2ufONpNI/AAAAAAAAATI/WaokSF34vSU/s1600/me.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI2ufONpNI/AAAAAAAAATI/WaokSF34vSU/s400/me.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517532665765274834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI2uF01UuI/AAAAAAAAATA/Qm8BExClqEA/s1600/lacey.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI2uF01UuI/AAAAAAAAATA/Qm8BExClqEA/s400/lacey.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517532658947936994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well I may as well carry on with my picture spam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm yeah this is me and Stephen believe it or not.  We won an event at sanctuary and ended up turning blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI4gqkjVsI/AAAAAAAAATY/EXd_Pcs1gY4/s1600/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI4gqkjVsI/AAAAAAAAATY/EXd_Pcs1gY4/s400/blue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517534627316848322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our midget friends aka Zoie, Penny &amp; Cats at the Musik Stage :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI4gawCZ4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/bKyogJScD1A/s1600/midget+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI4gawCZ4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/bKyogJScD1A/s400/midget+friends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517534623070054274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of other clubs, which I was kinda, the club that shall not be named has lost their best DJ - lacey and their best dancer Shen, who has also come home to sanctuary, she was hosting when i was a mear noobie.  Just idiots to let them go, but I am not complaining - love them both!  Oh and we are raping them in the traffic too =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am done I think, makes a note to do better in updating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2266130593185628278?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2266130593185628278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/09/gah-i-am-crap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2266130593185628278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2266130593185628278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/09/gah-i-am-crap.html' title='Gah I am crap'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TJI1guSEA_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/sp-mvNqgUCA/s72-c/event.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-9066018043336894248</id><published>2010-08-31T22:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:34:58.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That was August? eh? what?</title><content type='html'>So not one single entry for august from me, well thats erm, unheard of.  After my last post saying I cant remember most of July, well turned out to be a very good reason for that - I was very ill (yes stephen/jop I said it, I was ill)  Spent a week in hospital, then probably another 2 weeks until I felt properly like me again - which I am now \o/ is that good? hmmm.  Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was getting better - 5 weeks off rl work sounds great in theory but actually sucked - well to keep myself busy I decided to try my hand at making clothes.  Didnt turn out too bad at all, people liked it, put it on slx, people bought it by the shed loads, opened a store!  which is crazy and opened one in the sanctuary mall, erm yeah I find it very hard not to be busy.  In fact I got the bug so bad that I have made about 20 more outfits I just havent had time to photo and and put for sale yet - enter the wonderful Lacey, mah smexy model and saviour - she is gonna sort that out for me, and lets face it, if seeing clothes on her doesnt sell somethign nothign will - damn I was nicking outfits off her before I knew her (shh dont tell her that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is to September, how the fook is it september already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm yeah I guess I shoudl surl my own store O.o &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Silver%20Springs/199/211/4005/"&gt;*Tempest*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-9066018043336894248?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/9066018043336894248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-was-august-eh-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9066018043336894248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9066018043336894248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-was-august-eh-what.html' title='That was August? eh? what?'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-7562762015200854994</id><published>2010-08-01T15:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:12:15.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That was July?</title><content type='html'>There is a reason for the question mark.  As most people close to me know, I havent exactly been myself for most of July - so honestly most of hte month has been a bit of of a blur.  Luckily as far as sanctuary goes, I have had a few people there to save my arse - Ani, Cats and Val thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731753175628&amp;amp;site=widget-4c.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731753175628&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p1/3242591731753175628/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731753175628&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p2/3242591731753175628/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731753175628&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p4/3242591731753175628/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I can remember, 4th July, getting Ani, a great party with alve, tigo, jop and Sunny, big changes in rl things and that is about it O.o.  Maybe I should review old posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo Oo I remember lol, going back to sanctuary - nothing important O.o that seems like months ago.  Ok other than that I am out, thats quite concerning.  Oh well on a lighter note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:21]  Joppem Tulip: heard that joke of those 3 sr hosts who find a cumsquirt on the floor here?&lt;br /&gt;[18:22]  Joppem Tulip: they are red- brown and blonde&lt;br /&gt;[18:22]  Joppem Tulip: they wonder who;s cum it is, so the red one stick a finger in it, tasts and says: its not of my dj..&lt;br /&gt;[18:23]  Joppem Tulip: the brown one does the same.. tastes and says: nope, not my DJ either&lt;br /&gt;[18:23]  Joppem Tulip: the blonde then sticks a finger in it- tastes and says: its of noone whoworks here&lt;br /&gt;[18:23]  Tempest Levenque: lmfao&lt;br /&gt;[18:23]  Tempest Levenque: wait&lt;br /&gt;[18:23]  Tempest Levenque: I am the blonde one&lt;br /&gt;[18:24]  Joppem Tulip: lol&lt;br /&gt;[18:24]  Joppem Tulip: yeaqh aint that extrafunny?&lt;br /&gt;[18:24]  Tempest Levenque: I might put that in one of my notices&lt;br /&gt;[18:24]  Tempest Levenque: joke from Joppem&lt;br /&gt;[18:24]  Joppem Tulip: lol&lt;br /&gt;[18:24]  Joppem Tulip: yeah&lt;br /&gt;[18:24]  Joppem Tulip: yaay me&lt;br /&gt;[18:24]  Tempest Levenque: you so know I am gonna&lt;br /&gt;[18:25]  Joppem Tulip: you so know i dont care lol&lt;br /&gt;[18:25]  Tempest Levenque: lol yus&lt;br /&gt;[18:25]  Joppem Tulip: heheh&lt;br /&gt;[18:25]  Tempest Levenque: lol saved and ready for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;[18:25]  Joppem Tulip: lmao&lt;br /&gt;[18:25]  Tempest Levenque: I am really trying to think of another blonde host though&lt;br /&gt;[18:26]  Joppem Tulip: send me a paste with reactiosn lol&lt;br /&gt;[18:26]  Tempest Levenque: I dont think there are any lol&lt;br /&gt;[18:26]  Joppem Tulip: amandy?&lt;br /&gt;[18:26]  Joppem Tulip: lmao&lt;br /&gt;[18:26]  Tempest Levenque: oh yeah LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I thought of other blonde hosts lol so I thought it safer to post here so I dont offend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-7562762015200854994?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/7562762015200854994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-was-july.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7562762015200854994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7562762015200854994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-was-july.html' title='That was July?'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-5536097978055125140</id><published>2010-07-28T15:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:16:47.802+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Best not to ask</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TFA60GsFjvI/AAAAAAAAARk/ayxeUcTnoKw/s1600/hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TFA60GsFjvI/AAAAAAAAARk/ayxeUcTnoKw/s400/hats.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498959811842510578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[17:31]  Tempest Levenque: I love rick&lt;br /&gt;[17:31]  UCBlack Legion: the curves...I wants to ..never mind&lt;br /&gt;[17:31]  Joppem Tulip: i misread that temp&lt;br /&gt;[17:31]  Tempest Levenque: lol perv&lt;br /&gt;[17:31]  Tempest Levenque: :P~~~~&lt;br /&gt;[17:31]  Joppem Tulip: heheh &lt;br /&gt;[17:31]  Joppem Tulip: temp ur the best hat i ever had&lt;br /&gt;[17:32]  Tempest Levenque: here is me sat on a fat womans face and I call you the perv&lt;br /&gt;[17:32]  UCBlack Legion: rofl &lt;br /&gt;[17:32]  Faedrie Moonites: lol, Joppem &lt;br /&gt;[17:32]  UCBlack Legion: and on her ear no less..that is a serious kink&lt;br /&gt;[17:32]  Joppem Tulip: lol (lol)&lt;br /&gt;[17:32]  Janire Coba: lol Tempt, true&lt;br /&gt;[17:32]  Joppem Tulip: if she farts im fucked&lt;br /&gt;[17:32]  Tempest Levenque: lmfao ()&lt;br /&gt;[17:32]  Janire Coba: hahahaaha Jopp!!! &lt;br /&gt;[17:33]  Janire Coba: hahahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;[17:33]  UCBlack Legion: hahahah...just that mental picture&lt;br /&gt;[17:33]  UCBlack Legion: I can hardly breath lolin&lt;br /&gt;[17:33]  Joppem Tulip: isee a big chick and i want her painted faahaat&lt;br /&gt;[17:33]  Janire Coba: hahahahaahaha UC &lt;br /&gt;[17:33]  Joppem Tulip: lol &lt;br /&gt;[17:33]  Janire Coba: hahahahahaahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[17:33]  Janire Coba: omg&lt;br /&gt;[17:33]  Joppem Tulip: UC likes fart jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And coz that photo seriously does no justice to my new favourite dress, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TFA60aoUIFI/AAAAAAAAARs/b9P4A-UcSCQ/s1600/sassydress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TFA60aoUIFI/AAAAAAAAARs/b9P4A-UcSCQ/s400/sassydress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498959817195397202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: TRUTH - Marcelle&lt;br /&gt;NECLACE: JCNY - Lover's Knot&lt;br /&gt;DRESS: Sassy Kitty Designs - Romantic Empire Dress Rose, summer of love exclusive&lt;br /&gt;SHOES: Maitreya Gold - Esprit Pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-5536097978055125140?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/5536097978055125140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/best-not-to-ask.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5536097978055125140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5536097978055125140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/best-not-to-ask.html' title='Best not to ask'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TFA60GsFjvI/AAAAAAAAARk/ayxeUcTnoKw/s72-c/hats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-641637062924612175</id><published>2010-07-25T21:19:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:33:16.641+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings...</title><content type='html'>Life is so all over the place atm this will probably make no sense even to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarlah and her extreme music...&lt;br /&gt;[11:32]  Deyannah Meads: from sesame street to exodus \m/ lmao&lt;br /&gt;[11:32]  Tlaloc Eberhardt: Big Bird played bass for them for a short time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lainey and her guilty pleasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[13:16]  Now playing: Don't Stop Believin' - Northern Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13:17]  Tempest Levenque: lmao I was going wtf is lainey doing&lt;br /&gt;[13:17]  Tempest Levenque: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[13:17]  Lainey Thorne: having issues&lt;br /&gt;[13:17]  Lainey Thorne: lol&lt;br /&gt;[13:17]  Tempest Levenque: glee ftw&lt;br /&gt;[13:17]  Lainey Thorne: NOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;[13:17]  Lainey Thorne: but I know the start makes me think of that too lol&lt;br /&gt;[13:18]  Tempest Levenque: first thing I did was check the time to see if it was torture time already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which.  I missed off the whole reason for my unloading on yesterdays blog.  Why come to sanctuary rock, request something not rock and then bitch and whine if its not played?  Actually reading above, maybe they should come see sarlah or lainey *ducks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographic proof, that once Guen had less clothes on than me \o/ she is never gonna live this one down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEyd7lqWvyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/fjliMlmG9FA/s1600/guen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEyd7lqWvyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/fjliMlmG9FA/s400/guen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497942892160139042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men sometimes I just wanna strangle them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I didnt post about!  With me being a bit poorly we decided to get an asst host manager, so after a bit of pondering i thought Ani Zadark would be great, she has her head screwed on, keeps out of drama, works hard for sanc, and has shown loyalty to the club.  So yey Ani it was.  However, after a week she had been such a help it seemed silly to have her a asst host manager when she was in all essence doing the full job.  So Ani is now my Co-Host Manager \o/ Gemini's together mwahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else... oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;[15:42]  Lacey Milestone‧: question&lt;br /&gt;[15:42]  Lacey Milestone‧: does that board say Ho biting or No biting? looks like Ho from here&lt;br /&gt;[15:42]  Tempest Levenque‧: lmfao&lt;br /&gt;[15:42]  Tempest Levenque‧: yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEy0PIMf6LI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2SnvIhviq_s/s1600/ho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEy0PIMf6LI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2SnvIhviq_s/s400/ho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497967417103476914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best not to ask why I am dressed as santa or why stephen has his arse hanging out *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEy0PfFQZcI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ePpmjCBn-nc/s1600/ho2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEy0PfFQZcI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ePpmjCBn-nc/s400/ho2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497967423247115714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I went to the summer of love fair and got inspired, after spending waaayyyy too much money there O.o.  When I get inspired I dont do it in a small way, oh no not me, I decided to add a whole new level to our home, seriously I built a new room (I am not a builder it seriously took me all day) then furnished it, then built a wall shelf, oh go me O.o I think I should leave it to the professionals.  Picture spam of my new room, just coz i can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEzEKBlJWdI/AAAAAAAAARU/-LFoRWB3qSg/s1600/office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEzEKBlJWdI/AAAAAAAAARU/-LFoRWB3qSg/s400/office.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497984921614506450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yush I am easily amused, but look, that is my rl desktop on that laptop LOL that is what my screen looks like :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEzEJzLPyhI/AAAAAAAAARM/MxF3V8BdB-0/s1600/office1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEzEJzLPyhI/AAAAAAAAARM/MxF3V8BdB-0/s400/office1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497984917747780114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look, wall shelf, I built that - \o/ go me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEzEJmwy87I/AAAAAAAAARE/c5ocagoJ4Vk/s1600/office2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEzEJmwy87I/AAAAAAAAARE/c5ocagoJ4Vk/s400/office2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497984914415612850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok what else.. oh yus I need to thank 3 people Sunny, Alve and Tigo - who have been a bit of a life line the past few days, listening to my incoherent babble, panics, worrying, a bit more worrying, not sleeping, worrying and babbling.  Thank you for keeping me slightly sane - and making me go to bed - I love you all &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm ok I think that is it for now, oh no one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoaaaa this sex is on fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEzGB9CkSMI/AAAAAAAAARc/8GDZQO1VqCg/s1600/onfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEzGB9CkSMI/AAAAAAAAARc/8GDZQO1VqCg/s400/onfire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497986981980031170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LMFAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-641637062924612175?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/641637062924612175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-ramblings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/641637062924612175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/641637062924612175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEyd7lqWvyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/fjliMlmG9FA/s72-c/guen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-571631858057345842</id><published>2010-07-24T22:26:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T23:02:51.958+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just have to LOL</title><content type='html'>Very very rarely does someone get my heckles up enough for me to feel the need to blog directly about them - in fact this could be a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides defamation of character on 2 of my friends, one of which she has since taken out of her profile, this lovely wonderful specimen of a women shows such extraordinary conceit and delusions of grandeur it has left me speechless.  So I will let her do the talking, all from her profile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Pathetic and immature behaviors&lt;br /&gt;It's always amusing to see those here that think they have no accountability for their actions, the filth in their profiles and the trash they promote... ESPECIALLY when they're OLD enough to know better.  So they whine and cry when people don't agree or call them on it.  NEWSFLASH:  NO ONE HAS TO AGREE WITH YOU. But... as they say, if it  talks like a pig, looks like a pig, it's definitely a pig.  And you know where pigs wallow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Stuff I Don't get about SL&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know the difference between the words:  their, there, they're;  to, two, too and women &amp; woman, we will have nothing to talk about.  Illiteracy is a pet peeve of mine.  Go back to school and then come back and talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C, U, and R are letters in the English language.  You know them from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*elemetary&lt;/span&gt; school.  Do not use them in place of full words.  That is lazy and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Females (or males) who think that calling each other 'bish', 'biatch', etc is somehow cute and endearing.  It actually shows a lack of  maturity and respect for your so-called friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who use constant profanity and filth in their profiles... which shows their absence of a literate vocabulary and clearly indicates the decline of common decency and respect to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't want to "do the sex" with you.  To me, sex involves time, friendship, commonality, courtship, and a good grasp of the English language.  Ask for sex when we just met and I will consider you nothing more than a sick perv and treat you as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. People who are partnered/married but are out dating and dancing with others.&lt;br /&gt;. Taking 20 minutes for profile pics to rez&lt;br /&gt;. Having kids&lt;br /&gt;. Child avatars&lt;br /&gt;. Gor, goth, and any form of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;**BDSM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Vampires (they bite and you can't take them to the beach)&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*Nekko&lt;/span&gt;.....don't get me started&lt;br /&gt;. Gratuitous use of gestures, over &amp; over &amp; over&lt;br /&gt;. Drama....isn't there enough in RL already?&lt;br /&gt;. Griefers&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spelling errors in your profile.  I understand typos in chat, but you have time to make your first impression with your profile.  Illiteracy is a turn off.&lt;/span&gt; hahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;. Saying you speak "aingles"    (you don't!)&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Hmm how do you spell elementary - oh the irony - Nekko? lol&lt;br /&gt;** Don't get BDSM, yet its in her advertising for her club, ever heard of hypocrisy?&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if English isnt your first language, sorry guys you aren't allowed in SL it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not even going to start on what she has written about friends, once I start I fear I may not stop.  So instead I will simply say hahahahahahahaha moron. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14:13]  Tempest Levenque: Wow congratulations I thought I had seen most things in sl, met most kinds of people, but you are whole new category of your own.  Such a viscous, evil, bitter profile I have never seen.  However one thing you did get right "as they say, if it talks like a pig, looks like a pig, it's definitely a pig.  And you know where pigs wallow..." mmhmmm you said it well, is that your perfume? Eau De Bacon? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just left with my mouth open in astonishment -  no that isn't an invitation Stephen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[22:07]  Guenevere DeCuir: It's call Sanctuary ROCK. Not Sanctuary 'Feel Good Pop'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-571631858057345842?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/571631858057345842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/sometimes-you-just-have-to-lol.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/571631858057345842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/571631858057345842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/sometimes-you-just-have-to-lol.html' title='Sometimes you just have to LOL'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-8301743597664760418</id><published>2010-07-22T13:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:08:16.067+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Spam!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg1-tylOUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nCvE9VK7k6g/s1600/Untitled-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg1-tylOUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nCvE9VK7k6g/s400/Untitled-21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496702696765602114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wifey Selena &amp; Old Mother Jen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg3HpH0MlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MYlHV6_Mw4s/s1600/Untitled-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg3HpH0MlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MYlHV6_Mw4s/s400/Untitled-16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496703949642936914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oooh I am a copy cats (get it? hahah yeah not that funny) - saw this sim on &lt;a href="http://catskorn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cats blog&lt;/a&gt;... looked purdy.  It was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg3cPVRIuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WPHDHcPwNuw/s1600/Untitled-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg3cPVRIuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WPHDHcPwNuw/s400/Untitled-12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496704303497290466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just coz I love him =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg4avLEduI/AAAAAAAAAQk/U3hwmhasLdg/s1600/Untitled-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg4avLEduI/AAAAAAAAAQk/U3hwmhasLdg/s400/Untitled-11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496705377196340962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAIR:  Mikita - Modern&lt;br /&gt;TAGS: Alyssa Bijoux Jewelry - Custom&lt;br /&gt;OUTFIT: Delirium - Silly Tease&lt;br /&gt;SHOES: Urban Bomb Unit - PornStar Hi-Tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg4aWoDjLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ObqHQpiJjEs/s1600/blogparis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg4aWoDjLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ObqHQpiJjEs/s400/blogparis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496705370607029426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAIR:  Truth Hair - I cant remember what its called and I have way to many to check :P&lt;br /&gt;TAGS: Alyssa Bijoux Jewelry - Custom&lt;br /&gt;TOP: Custom iNKZ - Carlie&lt;br /&gt;SKIRT: Blow-Up - Miniskirt Zipped White Tartan&lt;br /&gt;STOCKINGS: *Linc* - Half Fishnet Stockings White&lt;br /&gt;GARTER: LacieCakes - Femme Fatale Garter in Black (AD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg4aI3Ox-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/C_T200nt1fw/s1600/blogskybox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg4aI3Ox-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/C_T200nt1fw/s400/blogskybox.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496705366912583650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok I have had most of this stuff a LONG time, they may not exist anymore O.o&lt;br /&gt;HAIR:  WWI - Nyoko Sun Blonde&lt;br /&gt;GLOVES: INDI Designs - Part of the Ayana Outfit&lt;br /&gt;DRESS: Style Starts Here - Scarf Dress&lt;br /&gt;STOCKINGS: INDI Designs - Part of the Ayana Outfit&lt;br /&gt;BOOTS: [0N] Wo Boots &lt;br /&gt;Taken in awesome Cube Skybox can be found &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Maverick%20Design/213/121/21/"&gt;Maverick Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-8301743597664760418?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/8301743597664760418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/picture-spam.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8301743597664760418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8301743597664760418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/picture-spam.html' title='Picture Spam!!!'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEg1-tylOUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nCvE9VK7k6g/s72-c/Untitled-21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4432941367796694177</id><published>2010-07-22T12:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T12:45:47.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuffs Post...</title><content type='html'>A wtf do you have on your head / wtf are you wearing moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEgs0pFBXEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/paM2HWBeQro/s1600/wthlacey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEgs0pFBXEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/paM2HWBeQro/s400/wthlacey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496692628097424450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am on lacey, well not on lacey but well ya know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14:38]  Tempest Levenque: ok thats blue not green you cant fool me&lt;br /&gt;[14:38]  Lacey Milestone: thats blue as shit&lt;br /&gt;[14:38]  Tempest Levenque: O.o what do you eat?&lt;br /&gt;[14:38]  Lacey Milestone: lmao your shoes?&lt;br /&gt;[14:38]  Tempest Levenque: ahhhh lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4:00]  Lacey Milestone has entered the sim.&lt;br /&gt;[4:00]  Lacey Milestone has entered chat range.&lt;br /&gt;[4:00]  Lacey Milestone is Online&lt;br /&gt;[4:01]  Tempest Levenque: ✼✰ *•.¸&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ⓁⒶⒸⒺⓎ &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; ¸.•* ✰✼&lt;br /&gt;[4:01]  Lacey Milestone: god damn sl whore&lt;br /&gt;[4:01]  Tempest Levenque: you better not be talking to me woman&lt;br /&gt;[4:02]  Lacey Milestone: ✼✰ *•.¸&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ⓉⒺⓂⓅⒺⓈⓉ &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; ¸.•* ✰✼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky &amp; Kinks, the most profound &amp; biggest smartasses in SR if not SL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:09]  Tempest Levenque: I am not riding rocky&lt;br /&gt;[10:09]  Rocky: Tempest Levenque. I am  surprised to hear that you are not  riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8:12] Deyannah Meads: rocky fuck you&lt;br /&gt;[8:12] Rocky: Deyannah Meads. I tried that before, but your partner joined me. We had great sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:07]  Deyannah Meads: rocky i hate you&lt;br /&gt;[10:07]  Rocky: why? wtf have I done to you? Oh I wish my lasers worked! I'd zap yer hairy ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:15]  Tempest Levenque: kinks are you a smartass too?&lt;br /&gt;[10:15]  Kinks: Tempest Levenque. If  a smartass too, then we have something in common, eh.  Yes.  I am highly intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11:15]  Deyannah Meads: rocky you suck&lt;br /&gt;[11:15]  Rocky: Your mother taught me well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:21]  Online Liberty: Rocky what is pi?&lt;br /&gt;[10:21]  Rocky: PI = 3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841971690399375 approximately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:31]  Online Liberty: Rocky how old am I?&lt;br /&gt;[10:31]  Rocky: Is this a trick question?   You said you were  years old?  My guess is that you are really a kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:35]  Online Liberty: Rocky show me your tits.&lt;br /&gt;[10:35]  Rocky: BOOBIES!!!! Oh I don't have any to wobble at your sad pathetic little face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8:06]  Ani Zadark: Rocky, are you a twonk?&lt;br /&gt;[8:06]  Rocky: Am I a  twonk?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8:28]  Ariana Petrova: Rocky, can you smack my bitch up?&lt;br /&gt;[8:28]  Rocky: Let me think.  How far up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10:38]  Online Liberty: Rocky tell me about Pandora&lt;br /&gt;[10:38]  Rocky: According to greek mythology, evil and hope both came into the world with the creation of the first woman! Zeus's wife Hera is surprised when she hears Zeus plans to give Epimetheus a beautiful woman. The woman is called Pandora. Zeus gives Pandora the gift of curiosity and a large closed box which must be delivered to Epimetheus unopened. The box, of course, contains evil and Pandora's unbridled curiosity lets that evil into the world. Hera cannot change what has happened, but she can help. She gives Pandora the gift of hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4432941367796694177?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4432941367796694177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-stuffs-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4432941367796694177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4432941367796694177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-stuffs-post.html' title='Random Stuffs Post...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEgs0pFBXEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/paM2HWBeQro/s72-c/wthlacey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-5534697108657627303</id><published>2010-07-22T12:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:35:59.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I have my brain back!!</title><content type='html'>Finally I can think straight again... my brain is working (ish) but i feel like me again \o/  So be warned I have a  shed load to blog.  Firstly a rant, oh no surely not I hear you cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm where to start.  Some things happen that put things in perspective, whether it happens to you or people you care about, sometimes you get your eyes pulled open.  Open to how childish and pathetic some people can be, open to how hurtful and vindictive people can be, open to how just plain deceitful people can be.  Of course this applies to rl too - but in sl, as always, it is amplified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People make mistakes, people do things in retrospect they shouldn't have done.  Should this be continually shoved down their throats, should this be the cause of a vindictive mission to ruin someone, should this be used as justification to tell the world things that should be left unsaid.  Well it seems some people think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend told me about something certain people were doing, and to be honest I thought she was being a touch paranoid.  Then I saw it for myself, the childishness was astonishing,  it was pathetic and more than a little bit sad.  Dragging people into the situation that had absolutely nothing to do with it whatsoever, I wonder in fact if some of them actually know what they are being manipulated into doing.  The only thing I have to say is Karma, Karma, Karma - I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a not entirely unrealated note... When people kill off avatars because of some worthless lying peice of scum - well I hope they dont cross my path again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/end rant #1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-5534697108657627303?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/5534697108657627303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-my-brain-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5534697108657627303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5534697108657627303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-my-brain-back.html' title='I have my brain back!!'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-6916411436739440660</id><published>2010-07-19T10:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T11:00:02.442+01:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>I have so much crap to blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; - so far behind thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rl&lt;/span&gt; kicking my arse.  However this one I can just about manage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 7 (i just counted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) friends in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sl&lt;/span&gt; who I speak to virtually every day, whom I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;immensely&lt;/span&gt; and without whom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sl&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; mean anything to me.  I was copying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tigo&lt;/span&gt; :P~~~ and played with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;windlight&lt;/span&gt; setting, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;purdy&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyway, 2 of my 7, love you both (in totally different ways O.o)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEQgyvMfrEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/55unndUWTog/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEQgyvMfrEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/55unndUWTog/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495553501333269570" 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/7482569901371461442-6916411436739440660?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/6916411436739440660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/argh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6916411436739440660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6916411436739440660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TEQgyvMfrEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/55unndUWTog/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1344804788071858120</id><published>2010-07-14T19:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:42:30.157+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Funk</title><content type='html'>Not a word English people use, other than to talk about music, but none the less a perfect word to describe me atm.  Well and truly in a funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone found that unistall button for the game called rl yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TD4Djvx9obI/AAAAAAAAAPk/rgNXi7e2cMA/s1600/funk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TD4Djvx9obI/AAAAAAAAAPk/rgNXi7e2cMA/s400/funk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493832508094914994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1344804788071858120?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1344804788071858120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/funk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1344804788071858120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1344804788071858120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/funk.html' title='Funk'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TD4Djvx9obI/AAAAAAAAAPk/rgNXi7e2cMA/s72-c/funk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-5039459051680485568</id><published>2010-07-12T20:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:20:18.328+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No more AM post</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was hoping was gonna be a little less stressful - well it was but it would have been hard to be more.  however it was still manic, with a host not showing - so i was thrown into hoof hosting again as soon as I logged on.  Then doing the schedule finding out that many hosts are on holiday this week, or are having computer issue - mean that we have a lot of shifts without hosts - and the are all 6pm and onwards, so I cant do them - thats 2am for me O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I should totally stop trying to post in the mornings.  Stopped writing this post to go to a dr appointment - 6 hrs later I was still there grrrrr.  I am so fed up with this now, affecting my rl and sl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too tired and not with it enough to carry on with post now... tomorrow - PM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-5039459051680485568?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/5039459051680485568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-more-am-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5039459051680485568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5039459051680485568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-more-am-post.html' title='No more AM post'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-9021190322538929379</id><published>2010-07-11T16:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T16:13:44.168+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups &amp; Downs</title><content type='html'>Yesterday around this time I was happily writing a post, about the usual mindless crap.  Then I got distracted by rl, so I save it to come back to.  I came back to it, but was then distracted by Wifey's set, so I went to sanc to see her, and cringe at the industrial music which sanc is now allowed to play.  I know this is a good thing for the club but I have to keep ear plugs near by, I hate it.  Anyway I digress.  So was at sanc and then lacey popped by to I then got distracted talking to her - all good distractions I hastily add lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is me happily joking in IMs, next thing I know utter chaos.  I suddenly have to take over an event half way through, It always throws everyone, luckily Merrick the DJ was totally cool and the Dancer Keridwen had the greeting down while I sorted the event notecard.  So while hosting on the hoof, talking to a host, talking to Mirari - I get another IM from the host for the next event who is ill and cant do the event.  FFS one thing at a time people lol.  Seems I can multi-task after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few hours the chaos didnt stop, one thing after another, until about 2am my time when things went quiet finally.  I have one thing, and one thing only to comment about what went on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary has always had its ups and down but one thing that has stayed the same is Mirari. Love her or hate her, she has run the club for over 3 years and little shits that come in and think they know it all, and know better, well good riddance and dont let the door hit your arse on the way out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-9021190322538929379?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/9021190322538929379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/ups-downs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9021190322538929379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9021190322538929379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/ups-downs.html' title='Ups &amp; Downs'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4323969247654038142</id><published>2010-07-09T15:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T15:41:14.748+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrecked</title><content type='html'>[6:34]  Tempest Levenque: I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;[6:34]  Stephen Swenson: you don't look fine&lt;br /&gt;[6:34]  Tempest Levenque: you cant see what I look like&lt;br /&gt;[6:35]  Stephen Swenson: ya makeup is all smeared down ya face&lt;br /&gt;[6:35]  Tempest Levenque: idk how to tell you this - but how the avi looks isnt how people look rl&lt;br /&gt;[6:35]  Stephen Swenson: yes it is!&lt;br /&gt;[6:36]  Stephen Swenson: it's how you look on the inside&lt;br /&gt;[6:36]  Tempest Levenque: what a load of codswollop&lt;br /&gt;[6:36]  Stephen Swenson: is that a word&lt;br /&gt;[6:36]  Tempest Levenque: yes lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that because ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TDcy0NbmocI/AAAAAAAAAPE/B92QsIKF7r4/s1600/Snapshot_065.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TDcy0NbmocI/AAAAAAAAAPE/B92QsIKF7r4/s400/Snapshot_065.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491914143141634498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TDcyz8WSG8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/RzB-piERPNo/s1600/Snapshot_043.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TDcyz8WSG8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/RzB-piERPNo/s400/Snapshot_043.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491914138555915202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKIN: League - Misty Wrecked&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: Truth - Kalista Streaked&lt;br /&gt;DOGTAGS: Alyssa Bijoux Jewelry - Customised Dogtags&lt;br /&gt;NIPPLE TAPE: Sassy Kitty - Tapes White&lt;br /&gt;TOP: Babele Fashion - wet oops shirt (part of the oops whit wet xcite outfit)&lt;br /&gt;DUCT TAPE: Roadkill - Duct Tape Gloves&lt;br /&gt;SHORTS: Delierium - ILP Shorts (part of the yay I like Penis outfit) O.o&lt;br /&gt;BOOTS: Last Eden - Black Junkers Boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cba with the surls today - but eventually I will put links in at the side of the blog, eventually :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4323969247654038142?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4323969247654038142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/wrecked.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4323969247654038142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4323969247654038142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/wrecked.html' title='Wrecked'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TDcy0NbmocI/AAAAAAAAAPE/B92QsIKF7r4/s72-c/Snapshot_065.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-6974206244467716425</id><published>2010-07-07T18:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:58:50.434+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A post of two halves</title><content type='html'>Lets start with the bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time I write about "the club that shall not be named" - yeah I am a harry potter geek.  Anyway I have always said its a club I dont like, I dont like the music or the place itself.  I only go there in fact when lacey is DJing or when I get dragged along by stephen.  However I have never had any problem with the staff, or the management - sure their rules are a bit silly, no nipples, not allowed to work in other clubs etc - but meh its their club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday however things just got so unfair, so ridiculous, so pathetic its untrue.  How can you fire someone for being the partner of someone who owns or runs another club?  Seriously wth - he has nothing to do with the other club, he doesnt work there at all, nothing.  Why are they so threatened by other clubs?  To stop staff working at other clubs, its just stupid.  However to stop partners, this is personal, viscous and nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm baaaacccckkkkkk!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago I blogged about stephen and my home.  It is our place, our sanctuary, where we can both relax and simply be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a second home, a place that I have called my second home for well over 2 years now.  A place where to this day I met 90% of my friends in, a place were I could go and be with those friends.  In fact until I met Stephen it was quite simply my SL.  Then events happened that meant it was no longer my second home, in fact I couldnt bear to be there at all. As those that were close to me will tell you, it was a horrible time for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well events have happened again which means I can return home, I can get back to my SL - and I am so happy I could burst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4:26]  Tempest Levenque: I was so happy at all this lol I didnt stop grinning, stephen said I had gone just a little bit mad and slightly scary&lt;br /&gt;[4:27]  Alvena Weezles: i think you've just gone slightly mad and very very very extremely happy about it&lt;br /&gt;[4:27]  Alvena Weezles: sr IS your SL.&lt;br /&gt;[4:27]  Tempest Levenque: lol yus!&lt;br /&gt;[4:27]  Alvena Weezles: i'm sorry temp, but you were slightly lost without it :P&lt;br /&gt;[4:27]  Tempest Levenque: oh no need to be sorry - I completely lost the plot without it&lt;br /&gt;[4:27]  Tempest Levenque: I will freely say that&lt;br /&gt;[4:27]  Alvena Weezles: yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I am happy to be back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-6974206244467716425?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/6974206244467716425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/post-of-two-halves.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6974206244467716425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6974206244467716425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/post-of-two-halves.html' title='A post of two halves'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3072520826329765956</id><published>2010-07-06T17:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:37:56.235+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Avi Looks</title><content type='html'>Quite a while ago I posted about my theory on how avi's look compared to how they actually are - really skinny avi's being big in rl etc.  Talk to someone the other day, well they had a different theory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8:23]  Them: funny thing that's what I believed about temp &lt;br /&gt;[8:23]  Them: big boobies lady , big lady &lt;br /&gt;[8:24]  Them: big big with slappy tits&lt;br /&gt;[8:24]  Me: lmfao how attractive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that got me thinking.  I dont know what most people in sl look like rl, however of those, the ones with bigger boobies are almost all bigger ladies - I dont mean huge necessarily, but definitely bigger than average.  Now I am not saying there is anything wrong with that, just an interesting theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, in case you were wondering... NO I'M NOT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3072520826329765956?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3072520826329765956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/avi-looks.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3072520826329765956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3072520826329765956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/avi-looks.html' title='Avi Looks'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-8052420285423962029</id><published>2010-07-04T12:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:23:38.411+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th July?</title><content type='html'>Not being American I have no idea what you say today, but whatev.  As a Brit it seems a bit odd for me to say anything lol - but then I do have some american in me from time to time ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways to all my american friends &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY 4TH JULY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TDBuujvj2NI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SxXIH8YQDiw/s1600/Snapshot_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TDBuujvj2NI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SxXIH8YQDiw/s400/Snapshot_012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490009691912394962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-8052420285423962029?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/8052420285423962029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th-july.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8052420285423962029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8052420285423962029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th-july.html' title='Happy 4th July?'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TDBuujvj2NI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SxXIH8YQDiw/s72-c/Snapshot_012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-924160155854526512</id><published>2010-07-03T14:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T14:46:57.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That was June</title><content type='html'>Been a funny old month - started bad thanks to rl - became great fun - ended bad because of sl.  Nothing more to add atm... pretty pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-42.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731752787778&amp;amp;site=widget-42.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752787778&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-42.slide.com/p1/3242591731752787778/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752787778&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-42.slide.com/p2/3242591731752787778/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731752787778&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-42.slide.com/p4/3242591731752787778/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-924160155854526512?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/924160155854526512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/that-was-june.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/924160155854526512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/924160155854526512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/that-was-june.html' title='That was June'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3774063510008527216</id><published>2010-07-03T00:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:45:06.017+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony?</title><content type='html'>Past 2 days I have had LOT of people IM me, many just digging for gossip but also many who just wanted to show support.  Most of these I wouldnt even class as friends, they were people who came to the club or people I worked with. Most ironically lots of hosts :) thank you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3774063510008527216?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3774063510008527216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/irony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3774063510008527216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3774063510008527216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/irony.html' title='Irony?'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2686509945932718676</id><published>2010-07-02T17:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:40:39.547+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finality</title><content type='html'>Who'd of thought deactivating and deleting gestures would be so hard?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2686509945932718676?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2686509945932718676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/finality.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2686509945932718676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2686509945932718676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/finality.html' title='Finality'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-9186613621618025737</id><published>2010-07-01T21:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:19:10.885+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Had to post...</title><content type='html'>sometimes all you need is a good laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HTFKjJaV15I "&gt;Vulva FTW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-9186613621618025737?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/9186613621618025737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/had-to-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9186613621618025737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9186613621618025737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/had-to-post.html' title='Had to post...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1523276783794907294</id><published>2010-07-01T17:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:15:59.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>People are funny</title><content type='html'>Seems people are waiting for me to blog some big scandal or have an outburst or drama or something.  Hits on my blog are through the roof lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, its just better to say nothing - those that matter know what happened - those who caused it, well I sit back and wait for the karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I WILL SAYS IS NO - IT WASNT CAUSED BY MIRARI!!!  STOP THAT RUMOUR MILL ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Oh but thank you to my wonderful friends who have rallied around, and kept me strong &lt;3 you all and you mean more to me than you could possibly imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TC0TeerxB0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/eN0-EoYUzPk/s1600/blog.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TC0TeerxB0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/eN0-EoYUzPk/s400/blog.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489064935188137794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1523276783794907294?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1523276783794907294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/people-are-funny.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1523276783794907294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1523276783794907294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/07/people-are-funny.html' title='People are funny'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TC0TeerxB0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/eN0-EoYUzPk/s72-c/blog.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2262301225367598803</id><published>2010-06-30T19:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T19:28:54.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a day makes</title><content type='html'>A friend sent me this today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold up... hold on... don't be scared&lt;br /&gt;You'll never change what's been and gone&lt;br /&gt;May your smile shine on&lt;br /&gt;Don't be scared&lt;br /&gt;Your destiny may keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all of the stars have faded away&lt;br /&gt;Just try not to worry, you'll see them someday&lt;br /&gt;Take what you need and be on your way&lt;br /&gt;And stop crying your heart out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up, come on&lt;br /&gt;Why you scared? &lt;br /&gt;You'll never change what's been and gone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2262301225367598803?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2262301225367598803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-difference-day-makes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2262301225367598803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2262301225367598803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-difference-day-makes.html' title='What a difference a day makes'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1686362878241385301</id><published>2010-06-29T17:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:26:15.932+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No place like home</title><content type='html'>I have spent a hell of a lot of time on our home.  Somehow we managed to have gone from 1/4 sim to a full homestead, I am still not sure how that happened, nor if we will keep it for that matter - but I kind like having no neighbours.  Anyway we were very lucky in finding someone that custom built our house for us, and also in finding a very talented landscaper.  I have since started to do a bit myself here and there, but nothing on  that kind of level.  Oh I did do the lava pit though yey me.  So yesterday I finally managed to finish the forest, so that just leaves the caves now O.o.  We have mountains, waterfalls, beach, grass, caves, forest and lava!!  Pretty pictures ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-72.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731752728946&amp;amp;site=widget-72.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752728946&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-72.slide.com/p1/3242591731752728946/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752728946&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-72.slide.com/p2/3242591731752728946/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731752728946&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-72.slide.com/p4/3242591731752728946/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in there somewhere was this amazing hammock made by Tigo... go see at &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Eglador/34/34/37"&gt;Sherwood Medieval Furniture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TCoeKrIQlBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/DLD5ccsUqF8/s1600/Snapshot_203.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TCoeKrIQlBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/DLD5ccsUqF8/s400/Snapshot_203.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488232264629261330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you still sat there for? GO NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1686362878241385301?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1686362878241385301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-place-like-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1686362878241385301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1686362878241385301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-place-like-home.html' title='No place like home'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TCoeKrIQlBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/DLD5ccsUqF8/s72-c/Snapshot_203.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2709531785360515039</id><published>2010-06-28T13:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:02:04.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Globalisation of SL</title><content type='html'>So I was bored this morning, no kids, too hot to clean the house (yeah I am gonna stick with that excuse), no work to do in sl, hardly anyone online - presumably because of the weather, so I was cleaning out my flist.  I do it from time to time, if I cant remember who the hell you are, or I haven't spoken to you in over 3 months, then sorry you get booted - i am too lazy to scroll through a million names to get to who I am looking for.  Anyway, I got to thinking how some of these people I would call good friends are from places I have never been before and would never have met under any other circumstance.  So I started to count.  The vast majority of my list is of course American, but take them out the equation I thought it was quite interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND X 10&lt;br /&gt;NETHERLANDS x 8&lt;br /&gt;AUSTRALIA X 7&lt;br /&gt;CANADA X 4&lt;br /&gt;GERMANY x 3&lt;br /&gt;IRELAND X 3&lt;br /&gt;BRAZIL x 2&lt;br /&gt;FRANCE X 2&lt;br /&gt;SWEDEN x 2&lt;br /&gt;MEXICO x 2&lt;br /&gt;FINLAND x 1&lt;br /&gt;SCOTLAND X 1&lt;br /&gt;NEW ZEALAND X 1 &lt;br /&gt;DENMARK x 1&lt;br /&gt;CHILE x 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly - there is an astonishing amount of people I have no clue where they are from lol.  Thats bad, so I am gonna be IMing a lot of people today to find out where they are from - so I can update my list :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, WTH is with the Netherlands?  For a very small country there is a hell of a lot of them on SL.  Or is it just me?  I seem to attract the crazy Dutch?  Of these 8 on my list I would call 4 of them very good friends who I speak to daily usually.  There are probably only 10 people I speak to daily (that isn't work related) - 4 of them are dutch, is it me or does that seem weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when I have bugged the hell out of everyone on my flist I will update my country list =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2709531785360515039?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2709531785360515039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/globalisation-of-sl.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2709531785360515039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2709531785360515039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/globalisation-of-sl.html' title='Globalisation of SL'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2325538218937361420</id><published>2010-06-28T12:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:15:21.350+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacey &amp; Shen at it again</title><content type='html'>I swear these two are a bad influence on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:48]  Lacey Milestone: Tempest put your lips on my vulva kthx&lt;br /&gt;[15:49]  Tempest Levenque: I keep trying but you are moving too fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TCiEGnZ8yBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/avZVH6ERCk8/s1600/vuvla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TCiEGnZ8yBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/avZVH6ERCk8/s400/vuvla.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487781395142854674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2325538218937361420?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2325538218937361420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/lacey-shen-at-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2325538218937361420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2325538218937361420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/lacey-shen-at-it-again.html' title='Lacey &amp; Shen at it again'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TCiEGnZ8yBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/avZVH6ERCk8/s72-c/vuvla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-537061879161607448</id><published>2010-06-27T14:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T17:00:13.002+01:00</updated><title type='text'>spam and eggs</title><content type='html'>Yes another post, I have been meaning to update for days but RL has been kicking my arse a bit so I couldnt really do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, something the lovely (?!?) &lt;a href="http://tigovolare.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tigo&lt;/a&gt; posted a while ago, I only just remembered I said I would blog something about it (yes I am still blaming my head)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part he was ranting :P but this part got me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Third, what IS being yourself? Are we doing things online we'd never do in RL?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think I am RL me in SL, Tempest is just how I am - she might wear slightly less lol but in other ways she is just me.  I do the same things, I do go out dancing, spend time with friends, shop - ok maybe I dont shop rl as much as Temp.  I think the only difference is that Temp can do these things more often because she isnt constrained by children.  Well she is contrained by my children lol, when I can and cant be on sl but thats all.  The only major difference is Stephen, but even then not really, stephen has my heart rl too.  I think I am very lucky, I have a good job rl, I have good friends rl, I have a great family rl, I have a good social life rl - and my sl is exactly the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing not in my RL is bloody rocky, we fell out today, sim restart at sanctuary - I was the first back so it was just me and rocky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5:50]  Tempest Levenque: rocky its just you and me baby&lt;br /&gt;[5:50]  Rocky: Don't call me "baby".  I think you mean "it's" or "it is" not "its".  I  and you?&lt;br /&gt;[5:51]  Tempest Levenque: dont correct my grammar rocky&lt;br /&gt;[5:51]  Rocky: Tempest Levenque. It's merely my attempt to reformat your inputs to match my patterns.&lt;br /&gt;[5:52]  Tempest Levenque: well I dont care, we could fall out rocky&lt;br /&gt;[5:52]  Rocky: How about that.  What do you care about,  ?&lt;br /&gt;[5:52]  Tempest Levenque: not about your inputs rocky&lt;br /&gt;[5:52]  Rocky: If not that, what?&lt;br /&gt;[5:52]  Tempest Levenque: I care about stephen not you rocky&lt;br /&gt;[5:52]  Rocky: I'm not sure if I like it.   Enough about me, let's talk about my dress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-537061879161607448?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/537061879161607448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/spam-and-eggs.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/537061879161607448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/537061879161607448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/spam-and-eggs.html' title='spam and eggs'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1499679308147742803</id><published>2010-06-27T13:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T14:17:40.278+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One year on...</title><content type='html'>One year ago yesterday Stephen jumped into my box hit me around the head a few times kidnapped me for 4 hours and the rest as they say is history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a year its been, its certainly been full of extremes.  One thing is for sure, that day never in a million years would I have imagined that Stephen turned out to be who he is.  My one, my love, my dreams, my other half.  Ok enough mushy stuff.  Also never would I have imagined a year on we would be together at spiders wedding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731752698398&amp;amp;site=widget-1e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752698398&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/p1/3242591731752698398/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752698398&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/p2/3242591731752698398/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731752698398&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/p4/3242591731752698398/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1499679308147742803?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1499679308147742803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-year-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1499679308147742803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1499679308147742803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-year-on.html' title='One year on...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4913490139280590401</id><published>2010-06-22T15:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T15:27:08.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Queefing... Blame Shen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.howtoqueef.com/index.php" title="howtoqueef.com"&gt;DONT WATCH IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED!&lt;/a&gt; - Read the comments too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4913490139280590401?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4913490139280590401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/blame-shen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4913490139280590401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4913490139280590401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/blame-shen.html' title='Queefing... Blame Shen!'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3623366689884333846</id><published>2010-06-21T15:55:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T16:37:42.975+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while</title><content type='html'>Feels like forever since I blogged.  After a brief war between my head and the corner of a table - the table won, I havent quite been all there for a while (no smart comments please).  Well I am back, in one piece apart from a couple of stitches non the worse for wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in Sl things have been a bit blurry, not really been in that much.  I did however go shopping, big surprise, I was in a summery mood clearly because I bought bikini's O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TB-CXExr_bI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3HOziaVbi0Y/s1600/Snapshot_119.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TB-CXExr_bI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3HOziaVbi0Y/s400/Snapshot_119.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485246204091301298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TB9-bj-CC0I/AAAAAAAAANo/LNfaWkFJe4E/s1600/Snapshot_128.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TB9-bj-CC0I/AAAAAAAAANo/LNfaWkFJe4E/s400/Snapshot_128.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485241883137542978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TB9-bIFjLEI/AAAAAAAAANg/4hyllXdmDFA/s1600/Snapshot_108.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TB9-bIFjLEI/AAAAAAAAANg/4hyllXdmDFA/s400/Snapshot_108.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485241875652881474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAT: Part of the &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/gifts/35/153/36/"&gt;*VioMagic*&lt;/a&gt; Beachwear Set&lt;br /&gt;GLASSES: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/le%20look/149/29/29/"&gt;YV&lt;/a&gt; Dilara Oversized Sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/truth%20hair/149/29/29/"&gt;TRUTH&lt;/a&gt; Lourdes&lt;br /&gt;BIKINI: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/existance/126/28/627/"&gt;*BOOM* &lt;/a&gt; Infinity Bikini Classic Hibiscus-Lt Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and because are crappy football team seem to have forgotten what a football is - I thought I would show my support :)  Maybe I should be in the squad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TB9-cTsihjI/AAAAAAAAANw/QCfYTRR18r4/s1600/Snapshot_094.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TB9-cTsihjI/AAAAAAAAANw/QCfYTRR18r4/s400/Snapshot_094.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485241895949076018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIKINI &amp; TATTOO: &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Cape%20Victoria/109/117/40/"&gt;~:::London Girl Clothing &amp; Costume&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3623366689884333846?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3623366689884333846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-while.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3623366689884333846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3623366689884333846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-while.html' title='Been a while'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TB-CXExr_bI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3HOziaVbi0Y/s72-c/Snapshot_119.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3099759767651860568</id><published>2010-06-17T20:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:23:23.959+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BBBC 2010 : Post 5</title><content type='html'>Topic #5 - Blogger's choice! Write about anything that's on your mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one seems a bit silly to me - thats what blogging is about, writing whats on your mind... hiddly hum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write is on my mind right now but somehow I think its better I dont - i could make you blush! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3099759767651860568?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3099759767651860568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/bbbc-2010-post-5.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3099759767651860568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3099759767651860568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/bbbc-2010-post-5.html' title='BBBC 2010 : Post 5'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2171173007501531673</id><published>2010-06-16T17:17:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T17:54:07.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Skin Debate</title><content type='html'>I have to make a decision before stephen kills me... First two are the skin I have had for the past year! Second two are the new one... opinions please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBj5sQLHBwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0bZl8jg963E/s1600/Snapshot_088.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBj5sQLHBwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0bZl8jg963E/s400/Snapshot_088.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483407084974704386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBj5rUT68xI/AAAAAAAAANI/EkUsA2FxFec/s1600/Snapshot_087.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBj5rUT68xI/AAAAAAAAANI/EkUsA2FxFec/s400/Snapshot_087.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483407068905534226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBj5tVjolvI/AAAAAAAAANY/XiuKXpOtYYg/s1600/Snapshot_089.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBj5tVjolvI/AAAAAAAAANY/XiuKXpOtYYg/s400/Snapshot_089.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483407103599613682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBj5qlttEaI/AAAAAAAAANA/r9oKwKj2krE/s1600/Snapshot_086.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBj5qlttEaI/AAAAAAAAANA/r9oKwKj2krE/s400/Snapshot_086.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483407056397210018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2171173007501531673?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2171173007501531673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-skin-debate.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2171173007501531673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2171173007501531673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-skin-debate.html' title='The Great Skin Debate'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBj5sQLHBwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0bZl8jg963E/s72-c/Snapshot_088.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1900481161716564182</id><published>2010-06-16T13:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:39:31.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BBBC 2010 : Post 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SL Bloggers - Is your avatar more or less your current biological age? Do you portray a younger avatar, or older? Why is this?&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never really thought about how old my avi looks, its certainly not something i have consciously tried to affect.  Yes I have tried skins that have just made me look like a child, so those have gone right in the trash, but other than that she is how she is.  Unless you are role playing or whatever does it matter what age the avi looks - its sl age is irrelevant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I seem to have missed the question, lets blame that on Alve, I just read her rambling blog.  Ok so I guess she looks younger than my rl age, I honestly dont know, I find it hard enough to guess rl peoples age let alone sl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;RL Bloggers - Do you lie about your age? Do you think you act your age? Are you where you thought you'd be at your current age?&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never lie about my age, to people in rl or sl, I just dont see the point.  Age is irrelevant to me, its a number, it means diddly squat.  You get very old people that are as immature as my 4 yr old and you get young people that are like grandparents.  Form opinions of people by who they are and what they do, not what year they were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw....&lt;br /&gt;I'm 37 :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1900481161716564182?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1900481161716564182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/bbbc-2010-post-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1900481161716564182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1900481161716564182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/bbbc-2010-post-4.html' title='BBBC 2010 : Post 4'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-7698937116379915751</id><published>2010-06-15T16:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T17:25:55.214+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BBBC 2010 : Post 1, 2 &amp; 3</title><content type='html'>Yes I am a lemming, but a slow lemming at that - so 3 in 1, promise to keep up now O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-bad-blogger-2010-sign-up-kick-off.html"&gt;Started by Alicia Chenaux&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BBBC 2010 : Post 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why did you become a blogger? How has it enriched your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have rl blogged since 2003, its a private one, that noone else sees any of it.  I have found it always helps clear my head if I am in a mess, just to spill it all out and not worry about what people think - just getting it all down, good and bad.  Reading it back it is also a good lesson in how stupid you can be, and still come out of it the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL started out of boredom I think.  Its not something I take serious, just have the odd moan (yeah ok more than the odd one) share some laughs and great shopping lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BBBC 2010 : Post 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Write about three positive things going on in your SL &amp; RL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondlife...&lt;br /&gt;1. My friends, I have some awesome sl friends - so of whom I would now count as rl ones too, I know how to contact them outside of sl and they know how to get me.  But really even the ones confined to sl are rl too - they support, help and offer advice - depending on who I am talking to its even good advice sometimes :)  I love you all and will always be there for you when you need me, and often when you dont :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My job, I may moan occasionally - but I love it, I love sanc, I love the staff, I love the hosts but most of all I love the people that go there and make it the wonderful place it is.  There is nowhere in sl that comes close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stephen... THE most positive thing in my SL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Life...&lt;br /&gt;1. My friends (hmm I am gonna see some similarities here) - awesome bunch, all with their own quirks and strengths and weaknesses -  but always there for me, and me for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My job, I dont really write about rl in here - but my job is awesome, I get to boss around 46 men everyday - never fails to be a laugh.  If it wasnt for a complete wanker of a boss it would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My girls, most people that know me have heard me complaining about them - sure they can be complete pitas but what 4 &amp; 13 yr old aren't.  However they are everything to me, I love them so much sometimes just watching them can make me cry.  I wouldn't change them for anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BBBC 2010 : Post 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How hard do you think it is to find a relationship in SL? If you have an SL relationship, have you met in the physical world? Would you meet them? Do you think it would change your SL relationship if you met?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting questions.  Historically its always seemed quite easy to me, but I know some people have trouble.  Too many liars sleazebags and cheats out there.  I fell in and out of them quite easily (ish). Then my RL situation changed and I went out of my way to avoid any kind of a sl relationship.  Then things changed again, but still I didnt want anything but then he came and hit me around the head and left me no choice.  I think the key is not to be looking, if it finds you then you have a shot, if you are hunting around like a crazed desperate person jumping on anything that moves, well sorry thats not gonna last.  No never met anyone from sl in rl - as for the rest well we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-7698937116379915751?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/7698937116379915751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/bbbc-2010-post-1-2-3.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7698937116379915751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7698937116379915751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/bbbc-2010-post-1-2-3.html' title='BBBC 2010 : Post 1, 2 &amp; 3'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4274490560716214598</id><published>2010-06-14T01:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:11:59.142+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>Today was a first for me in sl, and one I dont care to repeat in a hurry.  An old sl friend of stephens died on 5th June, today her friends held a memorial service for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honestly moved by the whole thing.  The fact that someone in sl had made such an impact on so many people that they wanted to get together to say goodbye.  More than that though, they are keeping her land, and have turned it into a memorial garden.  Hearing people talk about her, most people were on voice, hearing how affected they have all been, hearing the emotion and tears in their voices, it was overwhelming.  It helps put things back into perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I know i never met you but RIP Anastasia, you even managed make me think and reevaluate things.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBV9ofN4MRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4WUQoIn245I/s1600/Snapshot_036.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBV9ofN4MRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4WUQoIn245I/s400/Snapshot_036.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482426255921393938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBV9n23-zOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/wwe0VjEbrb0/s1600/ana2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBV9n23-zOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/wwe0VjEbrb0/s400/ana2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482426245092134114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBV9m3q3UcI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dqvZemv0R_I/s1600/ana.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBV9m3q3UcI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dqvZemv0R_I/s400/ana.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482426228125684162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4274490560716214598?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4274490560716214598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/perspective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4274490560716214598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4274490560716214598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TBV9ofN4MRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4WUQoIn245I/s72-c/Snapshot_036.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4872730138427505137</id><published>2010-06-11T21:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:11:23.635+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fooking Football</title><content type='html'>Ack its that time again... football world cup - yes thats football as in you kick the ball with your foot - the clue is in the name - not your dumb game america!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every 4 years the damn country becomes obsessed, I am sure its not just England, but everytime its the same for England.  St georges flags hanging from anything and everything, the daily mail publishing some kind of outragous bs story about some company banning the flags incase it offends imigrants blah blah blah.  The nation joins in eternal optimism this will be the one, the joins in united hatred of someone that fucks up, someone always does - always some scapegoat for us not winning.  Then there is the ABE fans (anyone but england) - mostly the scottish and irish - who quite simply cant stand that england are better than them at everythig *ducks* I am kidding!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate football, find it the most boring thing ever, no wait fishing is the most boring thing, followed by golf, then football - at least you get to perv some guys with football.  Anyway world cup time, i probably will find myself watching the england games.  Our first game, well that would be against the good ole USofA - tomorrow mwahahaha we are so gonna kick your arses (setting myself up for a fall there arent I lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i just realised this post has absolutely nothing to do with sl - erm so... oh I am feeling so lazy atm I catn even be arsed to do a fashion thing - meh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4872730138427505137?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4872730138427505137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/fooking-football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4872730138427505137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4872730138427505137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/fooking-football.html' title='Fooking Football'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2268908696278773401</id><published>2010-06-10T21:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:05:02.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just unbelievable</title><content type='html'>Now anyone that knows me, know that Mirari and I have had our ups and downs over the years.  The poor woman gets a lot of stick, she aint perfect - go figure - but is she Mirsatan, no way in hell.  One of the many things she gets stick about is banning people from the club.  Despite what many people think, people dont just get banned because she - or any of the management team for that matter - dislikes someone.  As it states in her profile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"these are things i will eject and ban for..&lt;br /&gt;Drama in my club&lt;br /&gt;Attacking my staff&lt;br /&gt;Attacking  the patrons&lt;br /&gt;Spamming your club or business in mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what people think... that is the law - and if any of the management bans someone we have to submit a full explanation as to why they were banned.  Once in the past I have asked her to ban someone because I had a huge falling out with them, she said no.  That's just the way it is - and she deserves huge respect for that integrity (as it turns out this person I fell out with caused such a mega drama in the end she got banned anyway - but not because I requested it).  Anyway to my point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of other club owners could benefit from such professionalism.  Hell I used to work for one of them, ended up getting banned because I worked for sanctuary and was friends with someone they didnt like, seems who you are friends with is enough to ban someone O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my recent post about bumping into someone I fell out with in another club caused waves.  She works at this club, she IMs me about 5 mins after I posted the blog - jesus get a life - but anyway she IMs me saying she had put it all behind her and I was making her out to be the one at fault.  After a brief discussion with her (none of which was nasty) I wished her a happy life and went off on my merry way.  Next day I get this - and you know what I am not gonna hide names, because its pathetic and people need to get their eyes open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:16]  GATOR Okelly: You have been ejected from 'WET WILLIES ROCK' by GATOR Okelly.&lt;br /&gt;[15:16]  Tempest Levenque: any particular reason?&lt;br /&gt;[15:24]  Tempest Levenque: Gator I would really appreciate a reason, I havent done anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didnt even have the common courtesy to reply to me.  So it seems this particular host (who out of decency I still wont name) went crying to old Gator here, and because - well idk even what I could have said to her, I was totally nice.  Well somehow I got banned.  Its quite funny really, how peoples lives are so shallow they pounce on anything they can turn into drama.  yeah go ahead love, tell me how happy you are with your life and how you have everything you need - then just go a prove yourself wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:33]  Tempest Levenque: lol ****, through everything I have not once even thought about crying to Mir about you and getting you banned.  Shame you dont have the same maturity&lt;br /&gt;[15:33]  Tempest Levenque: *muted permanently*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2268908696278773401?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2268908696278773401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-unbelievable.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2268908696278773401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2268908696278773401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-unbelievable.html' title='Just unbelievable'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-7761756600425211113</id><published>2010-06-09T15:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T16:18:06.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Contraversial Moment... dont jump down my throat</title><content type='html'>I have heard a lot lately through one way or another about people opinions on sl relationships when one or both of those involved are married in rl.  Now I am aware that at least 2 of these people read my blog on a regular basis and I thought long and hard about writing this because I dont wanna piss either of them off.  I figured my views are as valid as anyone elses so I am just gonna do it - end of the day its just opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been that person, the one that is married rl and in a sl relationship.  My rl had no clue what was going, yeah he knew I was on sl - but had no idea what was going on.  Its not something I am proud of - it lead to a lot of hurt and anger in all directions.  However it happened, at the time I was desperately unhappy - had tried for many many many years to make the marriage work but it wasnt - I wanted so badly to leave but at that time I didnt have the courage or strength to do that.  What I found in sl was someone who cared and showed my the love and attention that was missing in rl.  I am not going to go into all the ins and outs of it, but I think ultimately its things that went on in sl that gave me that strength to get out of my marriage, which I did over a year ago and I havent been happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I understand first hand why people do what they do.  In my experience at least 50% of people fall onto sl because of bad marriages.  They find in sl whatever is missing from their rl, whether it be attention, caring, love, sex - whatever it is they find it, at least on a superficial level.  Some wander in and out of relationships as quickly as the wind changes direction, others find that someone that keeps them strong and supports them through it all - on the rare occasion their someone that becomes their rl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is what goes on right? no of course not - in an ideal world we would all be perfectly happy in our relationships and things would work forever, unfortunately we do not.  Things arent usually as black and white as they appear to people on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to say oh I wouldnt do this, I wouldnt do that - no of course you wouldnt, when you get into relationships most people wouldnt even consider doing anything.  However, stand in someone elses shoes for while, then maybe you will see - but I honest to god hope you never find out what its like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-7761756600425211113?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/7761756600425211113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/contraversial-moment-dont-jump-down-my.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7761756600425211113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7761756600425211113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/contraversial-moment-dont-jump-down-my.html' title='Contraversial Moment... dont jump down my throat'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-229139784664930823</id><published>2010-06-08T22:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:38:40.187+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Small SL World</title><content type='html'>A while ago, quite a while ago thinking about it, I was good friends with someone in sl.  we had a good laugh, shared some good and bad times.  We eventually clashed in quite a mega way.  However, before we fell out the first time she made this big deal about sanctuary, about me taking the management job, about Mirari.  Eventually after much moodiness she declaired that she would never step foot in sanc again while it is owned by Mir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks ago a friend IMs me saying that she had appeard in sanc, last time I checked Mir was still the owner lol.  Ok I get it, it must have been a good 9 months ago, times passes &amp; things change.  She may well have just been checking she wasnt banned.  Yesterday while I was hosting she appeared with one of her friends.  Temp put on her professional hat and greeted as normal - I was blanked, infact she said one thing the entire time and left.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I am kicking around, abit bored, so I tp to this club I have been going to a bit recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14:20]  ******: HELLO TEMPEST WELCOME&lt;br /&gt;[14:20]  Tempest Levenque: lol Hello ****, small world&lt;br /&gt;[14:21]  ******: YEA COULD SAY THAT LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows how many millions of users, thousands of clubs, and she fricken works there now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also though, my oldest friend in sl, known him over 2 years.  Well recently found out he was involved with one of stephens friends.  WTH - I mean what are the chances?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-229139784664930823?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/229139784664930823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/small-sl-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/229139784664930823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/229139784664930823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/small-sl-world.html' title='Small SL World'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1285503473598940837</id><published>2010-06-06T03:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:55:07.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoothing the bumps</title><content type='html'>After rl severely kicking my ass on Friday things weren't fun.  I think half my problem is that I dont like talking about problems to other people, rl or sl, people have enough of their own shit on their plates without having to listen to mine too.  Then it got pointed out to me by a couple of friends, that problems affect the people that care about us whether we talk about them or not.  In fact it tends to make people worry more if you dont talk about it.  So I talked, and it helped, a lot.  I am lucky to have people who care enough about me to care about what is going on in my rl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to see one of my wifeys dj at an industrial club, now industrial music has to be in my top 3 hate list along with country and opera lol.  Wifey herself has rl kicking her so damn hard atm so I went along to show my support and was prepared to mute the stream lol.  Turned out to not be too bad, now I am not saying I have been converted, but as it goes, it wasnt too shit at all =) &lt;3 ya wifey *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news - stephen was out of town for a couple of days mid week - left me kicking about at a lose end, so what did I do, I went shopping of course.  Found an amazing shop I have never been to before - full of stuff that just isnt the usual kind of thing I wear, I guess I was still in a romantic mood following teh weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TAu9eUU2P7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Um06M_pqnlc/s1600/Snapshot_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TAu9eUU2P7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Um06M_pqnlc/s400/Snapshot_012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479681700176215986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: Monica from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/covet////"&gt;Exile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRACELETS: Twisted from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/noul/246/225/651/"&gt;Ephemeral&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRESS: lestat reuven-devil-may-care from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/lemania/150/37/24/"&gt;Wondrous Strange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOES: STYLUS from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/heels////"&gt;N-core&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1285503473598940837?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1285503473598940837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/smoothing-bumps.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1285503473598940837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1285503473598940837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/smoothing-bumps.html' title='Smoothing the bumps'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TAu9eUU2P7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Um06M_pqnlc/s72-c/Snapshot_012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3762550813364974655</id><published>2010-06-05T09:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:20:01.902+01:00</updated><title type='text'>rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>I am fed up with the rollercoaster.  Shit sl great rl, great sl shit rl.  How about a great rl and sl for a while - that would make a nice change.  At least I have one thing I can rely on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TAoIoMBpkFI/AAAAAAAAALg/oIYbo4wqirY/s1600/Snapshot_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TAoIoMBpkFI/AAAAAAAAALg/oIYbo4wqirY/s400/Snapshot_022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479201383165562962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3762550813364974655?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3762550813364974655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/rollercoaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3762550813364974655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3762550813364974655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/rollercoaster.html' title='rollercoaster'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TAoIoMBpkFI/AAAAAAAAALg/oIYbo4wqirY/s72-c/Snapshot_022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-8017445039230979621</id><published>2010-06-01T12:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:28:58.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That was May</title><content type='html'>May has been a month of extremes.  Started off very dodgy with me just not wanting to be in sl - even thought about leaving for the first time ever.  Thankfully that was a passing phase, due in part I think because of a RL move that the threw me into chaos.  Although my mindset got better it was a bit of a meh month, stephen rl working so much my time with him has been drastically reduced, and sl just isnt right without him.  Of course we ended on a high, a very high high - the highest I have ever had =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731752267478&amp;amp;site=widget-d6.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752267478&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p1/3242591731752267478/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752267478&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p2/3242591731752267478/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731752267478&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p4/3242591731752267478/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-8017445039230979621?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/8017445039230979621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/that-was-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8017445039230979621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8017445039230979621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/06/that-was-may.html' title='That was May'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2993774964841496046</id><published>2010-05-31T15:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:21:29.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally I Can Scream It To The World....</title><content type='html'>I'VE ONLY GONE AND GOT MYSELF BLOODY MARRIED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect day, wonderful friends, lots of tears, from joy and just plain old laughing my arse off - beware the random on intan you dont know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everone that came and helped make it such a wonderful day.  Special thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorp - my oldest friend, for performing the ceremony it was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu aka tigo - for building us the awesome pavilions.  Very talented builder, lovely guy - go look at his store &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Eglador/34/34/37/"&gt;Sherwood Medievel Furniture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariella - for making my amazing hair, it couldnt have been more perfect. &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Scarlite/134/119/22/"&gt;.:ARI:. &amp; !SUL!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacey - for just stopping me totally flapping, making me move my ass, and of course playing the awesome tunes at the party &lt;3 you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joppem - for taking all the photos, as our photographer Amira Footman, didnt show or even leave a message.  Also for getting us a honeymoon! thank you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mostly... Stephen - for making me happier than it should be possible to be, just for being you and loving me.  You are all I want and need, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731752254107&amp;amp;site=widget-9b.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752254107&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/p1/3242591731752254107/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731752254107&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/p2/3242591731752254107/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731752254107&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/p4/3242591731752254107/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2993774964841496046?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2993774964841496046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-i-can-scream-it-to-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2993774964841496046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2993774964841496046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-i-can-scream-it-to-world.html' title='Finally I Can Scream It To The World....'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3458189780352585598</id><published>2010-05-27T21:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:17:14.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Competition</title><content type='html'>I have never really considered myself a competitive person by nature - I am slowly learning I am wrong lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every event I host I check our people on sim, and compare to the other club - very rarely do they have more than us \o/. Today I had the very awesome Cats a dancer.  There is not many, no infact there is noone that can beat me on speed when it comes to greeting, until cats damn it - how she was so quick I will never know - I told her I was gonna get her fired.  Then we got talking about tigo and how annoying I find it that he is so quick with come back to my banter - he leaves me speachless - its the same damn thing only I cant fire him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I got thinking about rl - I am the same, i cant stand it when someone is better than me at something - its always going to happen obviously, there are always gonna be people smarter funnier prettier than you - but damn its annoying lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3458189780352585598?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3458189780352585598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/competition.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3458189780352585598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3458189780352585598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/competition.html' title='Competition'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-5154184354145279244</id><published>2010-05-26T18:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:28:36.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitches of Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>SL is a funny old game, and I use the word game figuratively.  I am not sure why they call sl a game, there is no purpose to it, nothing to beat or figure out or kill and win at.  Well some think there is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems my blog has become quite famous lately, in fact someone sees it fit to quote in their profile, I am honored, shame they missed the point completely :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... yesterday was seriously one of the worst days I have had in a very long time, all rl related, in fact the only good thing that happened all day was for a short time when I logged into sl - and that was thanks to a certain Ms weazles &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today though has been better, had a good event until lindens decided to restart a sim with 58 people on it 5 mins before voting is due to open.  Had a giggle with a couple of friends, did some more stuff that I cant talk about lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_2R-vLT7tI/AAAAAAAAALY/sbpHYKruyzQ/s1600/Snapshot_054.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_2R-vLT7tI/AAAAAAAAALY/sbpHYKruyzQ/s400/Snapshot_054.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475693228954218194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PMSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-5154184354145279244?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/5154184354145279244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/bitches-of-sanctuary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5154184354145279244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5154184354145279244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/bitches-of-sanctuary.html' title='Bitches of Sanctuary'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_2R-vLT7tI/AAAAAAAAALY/sbpHYKruyzQ/s72-c/Snapshot_054.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-289920668458769308</id><published>2010-05-23T13:40:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T13:57:07.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>So here it is, the new remodelled sanctuary.  i like to think of it as old sanctuary, but better :)  Sure as hell makes things easier on hosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki45_-NZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QC9VV5IkQO4/s1600/Snapshot_034.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki45_-NZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QC9VV5IkQO4/s400/Snapshot_034.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474445183082706322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki5W0IaGI/AAAAAAAAAK4/imEp-2y1wsM/s1600/Snapshot_035.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki5W0IaGI/AAAAAAAAAK4/imEp-2y1wsM/s400/Snapshot_035.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474445190817671266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was snapping away I came across &lt;a href="http://loonaticwear.blogspot.com"&gt;Ms Loon&lt;/a&gt; setting up her new store - note to self, let people rezz before taking photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki55YwWTI/AAAAAAAAALA/meOyOrgjuDE/s1600/Snapshot_031.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki55YwWTI/AAAAAAAAALA/meOyOrgjuDE/s400/Snapshot_031.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474445200098089266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i accidently slipped with my mouse and ended up in some store with a cam full of this!!!  If thats realistic this guy really needs help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki6Z-dm1I/AAAAAAAAALI/WUzuP82V9xU/s1600/Snapshot_036.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki6Z-dm1I/AAAAAAAAALI/WUzuP82V9xU/s400/Snapshot_036.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474445208846179154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... Its been a very busy week for one reason or another, most of which I cant talk about, for a change.  Its been fun though for the most part... I have some awesome and very talented friends whom I love dearly, who are making things just perfect - you all know who you are *hugglesnugglehumps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki65ZxhxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FCA34pP4h8Y/s1600/Snapshot_033.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki65ZxhxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FCA34pP4h8Y/s400/Snapshot_033.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474445217282230034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE YOU BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-289920668458769308?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/289920668458769308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-sanctuary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/289920668458769308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/289920668458769308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-sanctuary.html' title='New Sanctuary'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_ki45_-NZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QC9VV5IkQO4/s72-c/Snapshot_034.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-5822528498207617310</id><published>2010-05-20T21:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:35:59.668+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>I just dont get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owner of club - club you work for - dates guy for a while&lt;br /&gt;They break up - guy become complete ass who tries to do everything possible to ruin said club&lt;br /&gt;Guy opens club of his own - employees of first club owner go to work for him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF is wrong with these people, ever heard of loyalty, good job Mir is a bigger person than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow while I was writing this things took an unexpected turn.  Seriously why would someone bad mouth one club they work at in another clubs staff chat, and then get pissed off it gets back to management.  Just wow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-5822528498207617310?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/5822528498207617310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5822528498207617310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5822528498207617310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1830785256707244872</id><published>2010-05-19T18:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:57:35.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Woop Woop</title><content type='html'>2 Posts in one day.  My 8am event I feared was gonna be bad, because of my mood, but hell no.  Turned out to be pretty awesome.  Acacia and I rocked the club from 17 to 47 people at one point, I love it when that happen, esp when the club that shall not be named only has 15 people there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An event full of awesome typos and awesome torture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9:18]  Rave Tempura: re;ovemt searcjes bromg i[ orre;ovamt omfp (re; ovemt searcjes bromg in &lt;br /&gt;[9:18]  Rave Tempura: holy shit&lt;br /&gt;[9:18]  Kinu Mayako: lmfao &lt;br /&gt;[9:18]  Acacia Bellios: wtf&lt;br /&gt;[9:18]  Tempest Levenque: lmfao thats epic&lt;br /&gt;[9:18]  Ylien Braveheart: @#$%   dman tpyos!!   !@#$&lt;br /&gt;[9:18]  Rave Tempura: my zipper broke and, er wait, hands were on the wrong keys&lt;br /&gt;[9:18]  Acacia Bellios: yeah what rave said... im sure that made sense &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9:18]  Tempest Levenque: you cant even have this gesture...&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Tempest Levenque: ~*~ So I can't type! ~*~&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Tempest Levenque: ~*~ Just shut up ~*~&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Tempest Levenque: ~*~ and look at my boobs!!! ~*~&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Jen Tone: perfect sense&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Acacia Bellios: hence why the zipper broke?&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Kris Khaos: lol&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Acacia Bellios: I mean... nvm&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Kinu Mayako: lmao&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Rave Tempura: relivant searches bring up irrelivant places&lt;br /&gt;[9:19]  Jen Tone: I prefered the old version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9:34] That Annoying Scottish Bint: 80s - Millie Vanillie - Girl You Know It's True&lt;br /&gt;[9:34] Rave Tempura: yo vip, let skick it&lt;br /&gt;[9:34] Mirari Cheney: lip sync time!&lt;br /&gt;[9:34] Trapt Brentley: girl you know it's true..ooh ooh ooh oooh&lt;br /&gt;[9:34] Mirari Cheney: girl you know its true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1830785256707244872?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1830785256707244872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/woop-woop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1830785256707244872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1830785256707244872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/woop-woop.html' title='Woop Woop'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-5836838822490760417</id><published>2010-05-19T12:34:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:46:00.297+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Boho</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was an odd day.  Ever have one of those days where you are just in an odd mood, cant quite put your finger on it, just odd.  Wasted a whole lot of time doing nothing in particular, rl and sl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started with fresh optimism, I slept which is always a bonus, and felt good.  I logged into sl to a notecard about 69L Hump Day Happiness... official blurb ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"69L Hump Day Happiness brings you select stores participating by setting out new or existing stock items and pricing them at 69L.  It may be something new, created especially for this event, or it may be a part of something already in the store, or it may be a sneak peak at a new item.  Whatever it is, it will be an item priced at this special sale price for that Wednesday only, from Midnight (Wednesday AM) - Midnight (Wednesday PM) SLT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I look at the photos of the stuff in this weeks, and am drawn to a dress from Sinful Pleasure... off I go, 69L later I'm feeling bohemian like you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_PPEGgXq_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/euh6jI7WuX4/s1600/Snapshot_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_PPEGgXq_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/euh6jI7WuX4/s400/Snapshot_019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472945641558092786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_PPD9K46-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/C4QgVGCTY4k/s1600/Snapshot_017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_PPD9K46-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/C4QgVGCTY4k/s400/Snapshot_017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472945639052078050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: Melissa from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/truth%20hair/106/85/25/"&gt;Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARINGS &amp; NECKLACE: Mayween L'aventuriere Jewels From &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/crowsnest/164/225/2004/"&gt;.:MANNA:.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRESS: Elise from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/sinful%20pleasures/129/111/22/"&gt;Sinful Pleasures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOES: STYLUS from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/heels////"&gt;N-core&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to do the movement on the dress justice in a photo, but trust me its beautiful.  I love it, although dancing on Alex chim in sanc earlier, that doesnt work so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things went downhill from there. Needed, still need, a friend to talk to and noone I would usually turn to is around rl or sl.  Sometimes i just feel so alone, even when surrounded by people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I find out I might not see stephen at all today thanks to pesky rl again, just when I needed a cuddle too - anyone gonna volunteer as a replacement?  So now I am feeling very sorry for myself, again, I need to snap out of it, I am hosting at 8am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-5836838822490760417?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/5836838822490760417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/feeling-boho.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5836838822490760417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5836838822490760417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/feeling-boho.html' title='Feeling Boho'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S_PPEGgXq_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/euh6jI7WuX4/s72-c/Snapshot_019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-6839114925292380567</id><published>2010-05-17T20:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:23:05.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What an odd day</title><content type='html'>Hosting is a funny old game.  You can spend events trying to stir up some conversation and be banging your head against a brickwall, other events it just flows.  I have had both kinds today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondays are always odd - I have the 12am (midnight) event - which is 8am Mon morning for me, as well as the 10am event - which is 6pm for me.  It always confuses me, I know doesn't take much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My midnight event is always with my sl bruv Alex.  If you haven't been at an event with him, I suggest going to one, he is a kick ass dj - leaning on the punkier side of rock.  He plays Sun, Mon &amp; Tue - midnight events.  Events with him are always awesome, without exception - conversation always flows, lots of fun and always huge tips - its crazy.  Today for example - I got 2 $5k tips!!!  Admittedly that is extreme, but usually I make the more on Alex's shift than any other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 10am event however, was painfully slow - even my talk of pancakes didnt wake them up.  It was mighty laggy though, despite me restarting the sim at 6am.  I considered doing another restart after the event, but things seem to settle so I left it.  That turned out to be a mistake :/  The lovely DJ Unicorn has a bit of a reputation for crashing sims, between her and demona, the sim goes down more times with them than any other times combined.  Well it happened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:57]  Tempest Levenque: omg Uni did it again?&lt;br /&gt;[12:57]  Kinu Mayako: omg ? oO&lt;br /&gt;[12:58]  Tempest Levenque: noone on sim lol&lt;br /&gt;[12:58]  Glory Silverweb: lol&lt;br /&gt;[12:58]  Ylien Braveheart: she crashed it?&lt;br /&gt;[12:58]  Acacia Bellios facepalms&lt;br /&gt;[12:58]  Tempest Levenque: either that or she played a really really really bad set and everyone left including the staff&lt;br /&gt;[12:58]  Trapt Brentley: lol&lt;br /&gt;[12:58]  Glory Silverweb: lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-6839114925292380567?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/6839114925292380567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-odd-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6839114925292380567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6839114925292380567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-odd-day.html' title='What an odd day'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-8429767669184832764</id><published>2010-05-14T01:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T19:16:19.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nickleback</title><content type='html'>Never has one band caused so much feuding - well I am sure thats not true, but in sl terms I am sure it is.  There are the nickleback lovers and the nicklback haters - there are even groups for each side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I fall well and truly on the side of the haters Iam afraid, I cant stand the weezley little band.  However, I have always taken this in fun - each time a dj plays nickleback a llama dies etc.  I would great some people with welcome the lovers and they would reply with hello the haters.  It was all a big laugh.  Notice the past tense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all turned nasty, and I am afraid it happened on my watch too.  I was having some fun with some lovers, and they back to me.  all of a sudden it turned nasty, before I knew what was happening there was a big argument going on between some lovers and the DJ - who turned out to be a hater to say the least.  What started as fun and friendly banter turned into and all out slanging match with me stood in the middle going whoa calm it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, I am not entirely sure what happened, but I am assuming someone complained - there has, in essance been placed a bann on conversation about nickleback.  I think its kind of sad htat people get this het up about a band.  There are loads of bands I dislike, and loads that I love.  I love kse but would i go all funny if someone started to slag them off, hell no, its a band nothing that importnant in my life.  Now start on a friend, someone I care about - well then yeah you are in for a war, but about a band, no, get a grip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-8429767669184832764?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/8429767669184832764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/nickleback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8429767669184832764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8429767669184832764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/nickleback.html' title='Nickleback'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-5928332068778429882</id><published>2010-05-12T14:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T14:53:05.359+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I can be a funny one - I dont mean funny ha ha, I mean odd.  I make snap decisions about people, rl and sl, I decided within 30 seconds whether I like you or not - occasionally I am indifferent, but that doesn't happen much.  For these people I can change my midn about relatively easily, although I dont that often.  One of my closest sl friends now I didnt like when I first met her, another one I liked turned out to be a backstabbing bitch that I shouldnt have trusted as far as I could throw her.  People I am indifferent to, usually turn out to be idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I meet someone I like a lot or dislike intensly.  It doesnt happen that often, because for these people I find it extremely difficult to change my mind about.  I met someone last June who I liked a lot - I am talking friends now nothing more - and he turned out to be a total dick who tried to screw up my friends and my sl - so I can be wrong.  Then I met someone in decemeber who I liked a lot, I still do he is a great guy, but I have heard so many people say ooo careful of him he will turn on you in a flash.  Well maybe so but I am yet to see that, I judge for myself not by others say so.  Anyway I am off on something I didnt mean to start talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean to talk about is people that for no apparent reason I dislike intensly.  We had a host, still have a host, who for whatever reason I decided I didnt like.  Actually looking back on it I think its because she is a bit too much like me.  Anyway, I changed my mind about her - she is actually a lovely woman who will go out of her way to help out and is funny as hell.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its happened again, this time with a new dj who really thinks she is amazing and knows it all.  erm no love you know diddly squatt wind your neck in.  She IMs me today about work, and is very polite and nice, but stil there was this underlying attitude.  Thinking about it, it was attitude with the host too - lose the attitude gain my respect.  Dont think you are better than everyone else, your arent - there will always be people that are smarter, funnier, prettier, more talented that you - its just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.. I am still in this odd mood about sl, I am missing stephen like crazy - pesky rl keeping him away, but I dont think its just that.  I have some great friends who I spend time with, laugh with - that hasnt changed.  Idk what it is, at sanc lately there is sooo many new people, usually iwould be right in there getting t know people (and making my snap judgements lol) but the mood I have been in I havent wanted to get to know any of them.  So I have found myself heading out of sanc and to other places.  Then I remember why I try not to do that so much.  Almost every time I go to another club without stephen I get hit on, or I could just be shopping in a unisex store - hit on.  Its driving me mental - ok you dont read profiles fine, but the great big tag above my head that says stephens is a give away.  I realise I should be flattered, but it becomes tired after a while and I am in no mood for it.  And besides, the way 99% of guys hit on women its a surprise any of them end up in relationships.  I guess sanc is safe because most people know me and stephen, they know we are unbreakable, no point even trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I hope I snap out of this mood soon, I am starting to drive myself mad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-5928332068778429882?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/5928332068778429882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-know-i-can-be-funny-one-i-dont-mean.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5928332068778429882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/5928332068778429882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-know-i-can-be-funny-one-i-dont-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1343332824528890567</id><published>2010-05-10T12:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T12:44:26.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruv's Bday</title><content type='html'>I logon today to do my midnight event with my lovely Bruv Alex - no other damn dj could make me set my alarm to do a shift - to be told by his lovely wife kunoichi that its his birthday.  Never one to back out of a party, I got the decorations out again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fuNO96MEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/TLg3-hnj3cc/s1600/Snapshot_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fuNO96MEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/TLg3-hnj3cc/s400/Snapshot_009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469602183588229186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fuNfgHR1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/rZS4tI47f70/s1600/Snapshot_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fuNfgHR1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/rZS4tI47f70/s400/Snapshot_011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469602188026660690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fuOhFwuYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/myWDiGmY__E/s1600/Snapshot_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fuOhFwuYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/myWDiGmY__E/s400/Snapshot_012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469602205632870786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fuOAjjPAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bgg_7o6tzKg/s1600/Snapshot_010.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fuOAjjPAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bgg_7o6tzKg/s400/Snapshot_010.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469602196899445762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... Since i wrote my last blog entry I have had at least 6 people tell me they are feeling the same way about sl atm.  Most of them have been feeling like it for about 2 weeks.  Whats going on, Online blamed it on an unsually large solar flare - I am starting to think he is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several comments today about my outfit - fashion feed time :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fvS0XcqnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/QxXuqaJ0jdc/s1600/fashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fvS0XcqnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/QxXuqaJ0jdc/s400/fashion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469603379038431858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: "NatalieV1" from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/faces/5/2/271/"&gt;sweet hair &lt;/a&gt;(yes I have black hair on - it was a black event!)&lt;br /&gt;OUTFIT: "Clathi" from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/sanctum////"&gt;HD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOCKINGS: "Half Fishnet Stockings" from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/luck%20inc/75/129/21/"&gt;luck Inc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOES: "STYLUS Xtremeheel" from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/heels/75/129/21/"&gt; N-core&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRACELETS: "Lotus Chain Bracelet" from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/tempura%20soba/93/109/23/"&gt;MANDALA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1343332824528890567?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1343332824528890567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/bruvs-bday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1343332824528890567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1343332824528890567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/bruvs-bday.html' title='Bruv&apos;s Bday'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-fuNO96MEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/TLg3-hnj3cc/s72-c/Snapshot_009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-8937708957258626680</id><published>2010-05-08T13:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:17:25.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost ...</title><content type='html'>I seem to be a bit lost lately in sl.  Idk what it is, I am just not enjoying it.  I go in to work - which I still have great fun doing, and to be with stephen when he is there, but any other time I am usually just rattling around, as a result I just havent be in sl as much as usual.  I have always said you get out of sl what you put in.  I stand by that, I am honestly just not putting anything into it, I just cant be bothered.  I speak to jop, lacey, alve, peaches, mir thats about it really.  I answer my ims but not really making conversation, I im for work purposes only.  There is a lot going on atm that isnt sl related, maybe this is just a symptom of that, I hope so, or things are going to have to change... Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was having personal problems in jan/feb I relied on a handful of friends greatly.  One of the people I leant on the most is now having problems herself.  Now while me and her may be very similar in a lot of ways, this isnt one.  Trying to get her to talk about problems like this is like trying getting blood out of a stone.  So to you bish, I love you, I am here for you now and always, things will get better I promise *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... SL is such a diverse place, always meeting new people from new countries.  However what never endingly astounds me is the difference in language in English speaking countries.  I can be talking away to stephen and he will have no idea what I am on about - not just because I am rambling incoherently, but because I am using words or phrases he has just never heard before.  It cuts both ways, I have lost count of the times I have said what are you on about... dumbass american saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent a txt that said it was peeing it down - he had no clue (raining hard btw), then yesterday I said "when you are done rabbiting" - no this has nothing to do with the rampant kind O.o - just means talking a lot (rabbit &amp; pork = talk - yes damn it pork and talk does rhyme!) .. so on that note, English icons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i1fOZjiDaw4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i1fOZjiDaw4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg I swear I have the strangest music taste in the history of the world - why I have been writing this entry I have had bullet for my valentine followed by Jennifer Lopez followed by Jamie Cullun, followed by pantera, followed by some Saint-Saëns!! - oh with a bit of dora explora thrown in, somehow that snook in from my daughters playlist to mine O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok on to shopping, well not actually.  I had an ebony and ivory event the other day - so searching through my now 50k inventory I came across an old outfit of mine, I mean like 2 yrs old.  I love it, even though chromo said I look like an extra from Jail House Rock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-VTWSvb9YI/AAAAAAAAAJw/i84NJ70Velc/s1600/Snapshot_001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-VTWSvb9YI/AAAAAAAAAJw/i84NJ70Velc/s400/Snapshot_001.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468868964964365698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair = "Stormy platin/black" from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/scarlite/133/112/22/"&gt;.:ARI:.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogtags = custom made from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/kirkstone/60/234/36/"&gt;Alyssa Bijoux&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outfit = "Skulls &amp; Stripes" from &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/daggertooth/190/90/25/"&gt;CVD &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-8937708957258626680?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/8937708957258626680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8937708957258626680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8937708957258626680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost.html' title='Lost ...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S-VTWSvb9YI/AAAAAAAAAJw/i84NJ70Velc/s72-c/Snapshot_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4462014575434178546</id><published>2010-05-02T13:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:23:56.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That was April</title><content type='html'>How the hell is it May already?  Doesn't seem 5 mins ago it was new year... but then again, Jan/Feb seems a very long time ago - ok I am starting this post making as much sense as ever O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April started well, on the high of March, in fact April has only got higher if anything.  Major change in April was my rl house move... which unexpectedly affected my sl.  I am not sure what happened but on the build up to the move I went through the "everything is fake, no one knows me I know no one, whats the point" phase.  I was seriously considering leaving SL - which is something i have never even vaguely thought of in my 2 years of being in sl.  But go figure stephen and jop were right, as soon as I moved and got settled, I was back to normal - and then some lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some great events in April, fun crowds, lots of laughs, its been fun.  However, also had some issues from a management point of view, with some of the hosts being less than welcoming, quiet and even darn right rude.  If host cant host - they should consider another career, it wont be tolerated any longer.  Highlighted to me by having one event end with 58 people on sim, within 20mins of the next event - with a host who barely spoke a word - it was down to 23!!!  Not acceptable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also lost a manager at sanc, no big loss really - Guen did most of the work as far as I could see, its been a long time coming, and again - if you cant do you job you shouldn't be doing it - let alone blaming other people for your ineptitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal note.. April has been pretty much amazing.  Never thought I would say this, but I wouldnt change a thing and May is going to be incredible, I have no doubt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some pretty pictures... oh and where jop got that rl naked photo of me from I will never know!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-5c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731751705948&amp;amp;site=widget-5c.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731751705948&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5c.slide.com/p1/3242591731751705948/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731751705948&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5c.slide.com/p2/3242591731751705948/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731751705948&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5c.slide.com/p4/3242591731751705948/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4462014575434178546?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4462014575434178546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/that-was-april.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4462014575434178546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4462014575434178546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/05/that-was-april.html' title='That was April'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-1143517137664623344</id><published>2010-04-27T13:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T16:18:44.589+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to normal</title><content type='html'>I finally got moved rl!!  It was strange the way it affected me, my desire to be in sl in the build up to my move got less and less, to the point I was just there to see stephen and deal with work... I ignored all other IM's (sorry if i ignored you).  I dont think I ventured out of my home once, unless to host, and then I promptly returned home again.  Just not like me at all, didnt even do any shopping... well I am back =D - and making up for lost time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S9bY3e03fII/AAAAAAAAAJo/GHgc_F7C33o/s1600/Snapshot_004.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S9bY3e03fII/AAAAAAAAAJo/GHgc_F7C33o/s400/Snapshot_004.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464793645539884162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Gabby from Truth&lt;br /&gt;Outfit : Walkin on the wild side from Custom Inkz&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken at the beautiful Minute Papillon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok moan time, its been a while right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly... people that dont take responsibility, this goes for rl and sl - if you fuck up, put your hands up and say, you know what I made a mistake.  Dont try to blame other because usually people know anyway and you are just making yourself look stupid.  Oh and karma is a bitch =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly... Profiles, ok I am a self confessed profile perver extraordinaire, although I have been slacking somewhat lately.  Still what annoys me is people who change their profile almost every single day... are you that self absorbed that all you care about is what people read about you?  Drama queen/king alert.  Oh and dont even get me started on people who have photos of themselves on every single tab, ffs, I love me who do you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats enough moaning for now, I could go on and on and on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1143517137664623344?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1143517137664623344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-to-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1143517137664623344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1143517137664623344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to normal'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S9bY3e03fII/AAAAAAAAAJo/GHgc_F7C33o/s72-c/Snapshot_004.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-9153245487859276358</id><published>2010-04-20T11:03:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:24:04.754+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Calmer...</title><content type='html'>Well things got better... thanks to a certain someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S81_l4fpkII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XVpCZkALknE/s1600/stephentemp.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S81_l4fpkII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XVpCZkALknE/s400/stephentemp.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462162211867299970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then got worse again... thanks to my over active brain.  Went to bed in tears, didnt sleep much at all, woke up at 6.30 by a 4yr old jumping on me... and here we go again I thought.  Had a shower came downstairs... post everywhere, never had so many letters in one day... all about my house move, all confirming everything is on track, and it was just such a huge weight lifted it was unbeleiveble.  The my mum calls me to appologise for being such a bitch yesterday, then my ex calls me to tell me he pulled his head out his ass \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning, spoke to poor lacey who is still stranded in the netherlands because of this volcano, no way home until saturday.  Confirmed a couple of things with her that made me EXTREMELY happy &lt;3 the metal beyotch.  Things are very much on track for perfect things =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got my new tattoo as well, love it.  Custom inkz... go check the place out, awesome tattoo and clothing.  Not sure I will wear the top part, just because I dont think heavy tattoo's look right on me, but the bottom one is a permanent fixture =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S82AF1S8FQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j72CSJ-vARI/s1600/Snapshot_099.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S82AF1S8FQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j72CSJ-vARI/s400/Snapshot_099.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462162760764495106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S82AGG1BukI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Q7erJY7L6Fg/s1600/Snapshot_101.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S82AGG1BukI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Q7erJY7L6Fg/s400/Snapshot_101.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462162765470874178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am feeling a bit more optimistic today, kids at school.. the bloody packing faries didnt show up again last night, so I am gonna have to get to that :/  Oh well... this time next week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-9153245487859276358?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/9153245487859276358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/calmer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9153245487859276358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/9153245487859276358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/calmer.html' title='Calmer...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S81_l4fpkII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XVpCZkALknE/s72-c/stephentemp.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2370051425020885484</id><published>2010-04-19T17:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:50:56.718+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitty Day From Hell</title><content type='html'>Well shitty 2 days from hell really.  Yesterday I managed to slice my hand rather that a bread roll, I said ouch O.o.  Add to that feeling very emotional, lots going on in my life atm, inlcuding an impending RL house move and it was all a bit overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today didnt start well with me oversleeping, I managed to log onto sl at 7.45 my time, my hosting shift starts at 8am... Good job Alex knows that I wont let him down, even if others dont.  Then my kids decided their last day off school is a good time to see if they can push me to my limits without me actually killing them, its come close several times.  Followed by fights with other family members, I have had my fill today, rl fucking sucks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only glimmer of light in my day so far, is from a sl friend who has made something for me, something very important - and its perfect =D and even that made me cry, just in a good way \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2370051425020885484?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2370051425020885484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/shitty-day-from-hell.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2370051425020885484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2370051425020885484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/shitty-day-from-hell.html' title='Shitty Day From Hell'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4955367144871916814</id><published>2010-04-18T17:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:37:22.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>So Alve and Tigo (aka dora aka the ass) decide to throw what can only be described as a partnering celibration party lol.  Was lots of fun, even if not many got the memo about the black and white theme O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its wonderful to have such a good friend finally find someone that makes her happy, and that is all that matters!  &lt;3 you both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731751495872&amp;amp;site=widget-c0.slide.com" style="width:0px;height:0px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:0px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731751495872&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/p1/3242591731751495872/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731751495872&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/p2/3242591731751495872/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731751495872&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c0.slide.com/p4/3242591731751495872/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4955367144871916814?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4955367144871916814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/party-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4955367144871916814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4955367144871916814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-121575382358026525</id><published>2010-04-06T03:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:32:14.301+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya know whats funny - seems someone has seen fit to pass on a notecard I wrote while drunk.  When will the guy learn, he is just digging his own grave deeper, and proving everyone right.  If he was trying to drive a wedge, again, it didnt work, I should have listened to others 8 months ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-121575382358026525?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/121575382358026525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/ya-know-whats-funny-seems-someone-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/121575382358026525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/121575382358026525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/ya-know-whats-funny-seems-someone-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3971676464154221331</id><published>2010-04-05T17:10:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:54:02.589+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I almost forgot</title><content type='html'>[10:23]  Tempest Levenque: omfg what the hell do you look like&lt;br /&gt;[10:23]  Stephen Swenson: lol what do i look like&lt;br /&gt;[10:24]  Tempest Levenque: seriously can you not see yourself&lt;br /&gt;[10:24]  Stephen Swenson: i can&lt;br /&gt;[10:24]  Stephen Swenson: what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;[10:24]  Tempest Levenque: absolutely nothing&lt;br /&gt;[10:24]  Stephen Swenson: lol&lt;br /&gt;[10:24]  Stephen Swenson: you can tell me&lt;br /&gt;[10:25]  Stephen Swenson: is it the hair?&lt;br /&gt;[10:28]  Tempest Levenque: ok the hair is really bad, dont go to nikita fride again - the coat is good but with nothing under it you look like a dirty old man&lt;br /&gt;[10:28]  Stephen Swenson: lol&lt;br /&gt;[10:28]  Stephen Swenson: april fools&lt;br /&gt;[10:29]  Tempest Levenque: lol ya ass&lt;br /&gt;[10:33]  Tempest Levenque: ya know you are gonna come to regret that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7oMGPNDkzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q6DYd3R_Q9c/s1600/Snapshot_008.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7oMGPNDkzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q6DYd3R_Q9c/s400/Snapshot_008.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456687199812817714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Bravo too, poor bunnies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7oOi2BC-eI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BPpGGQmfif4/s1600/Snapshot_055.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7oOi2BC-eI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BPpGGQmfif4/s400/Snapshot_055.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456689890291022306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...  great event this morning with Alex - had a pile of fun.  There is no fricken spoon ok Neo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-97.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731751269783&amp;amp;site=widget-97.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731751269783&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-97.slide.com/p1/3242591731751269783/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731751269783&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-97.slide.com/p2/3242591731751269783/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731751269783&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-97.slide.com/p4/3242591731751269783/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I visited a sim I havent been to in a year today, forgot how much I loved it, rainytown and creamshop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7o_spwARLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_0chk5WOqLg/s1600/Snapshot_028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7o_spwARLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_0chk5WOqLg/s400/Snapshot_028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456743934866769074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3971676464154221331?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3971676464154221331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-almost-forgot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3971676464154221331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3971676464154221331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-almost-forgot.html' title='I almost forgot'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7oMGPNDkzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q6DYd3R_Q9c/s72-c/Snapshot_008.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-8683404528551003503</id><published>2010-04-03T18:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:45:51.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Feed Time</title><content type='html'>Ok as a result of 6, yes 6 people IMing me today asking where I got my dress from I have decided to do the horrible fashion feed thing lol.  I have always been of the - who give a shit what you are wearing - frame of mind, but it seems people do lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7d7mTXd6VI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ii5AOUpOgqA/s1600/april3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7d7mTXd6VI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ii5AOUpOgqA/s400/april3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455965371546593618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Imogen from Truth&lt;br /&gt;Necklace/bracelets: Enigma from LOULOU&amp;CO&lt;br /&gt;Dress: Tease Dress from Luck inc&lt;br /&gt;Leg Band: Part of the infinity dive outfit from Plastik&lt;br /&gt;Boots: Belted Ankle Boot from Ncore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things I will never list because they are always the same:&lt;br /&gt;Shape - My creation! you cant buy that one&lt;br /&gt;Skin - Misty Suntan from League&lt;br /&gt;tattoo - Black Widow from Garden of Ku&lt;br /&gt;Piercings - Eyebrow from G.G Addicted, Lip from Alyssa Bijoux, Tummy from GRD&lt;br /&gt;Ring - JCNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can be arsed i might even get around to adding the surls =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-8683404528551003503?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/8683404528551003503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/fashion-feed-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8683404528551003503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8683404528551003503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/fashion-feed-time.html' title='Fashion Feed Time'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7d7mTXd6VI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ii5AOUpOgqA/s72-c/april3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-5481854653475227294</id><published>2010-04-03T04:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T04:19:13.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That was March</title><content type='html'>And another month bites the dust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said March was the month to watch right, well guess what, I was right - go figure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started on a very dodgy foot that could well have thrown my sl into complete turmoil.  I had to tell a very good friend something that I knew could ruin our friendship and change my sl drastically.  I prepared for the worst, and hoped that this friend could see past my mistakes.  I didnt get unfriended, or muted or any of what I feared - apart from losing her trust and friendship, the thing I feared the most.  I think, as days went by she really could see how truly sorry I was, and how much it upset me that I hurt her so badly.  We slowly started to talk again, girly stuff, new things at this and that store - nothing deep and meaningful, but still a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when another friend decides to drop a bombshell on me.  He told me a story of his breaking heart, complete with poems and heartfelt tears.  Now this surely should make me feel sorry for this friend right?  Well it did briefly, then he turned our conversations into a personal mission to turn me against someone.  He seriously misjudged me, my feelings towards this other person, and all he did was show me he couldnt be trusted.  Infact the idea he thought I could be so easily manipulated is insulting.  He became obsessed with this  mission, and despite me repeatedly asking him to drop it, he couldnt.  So he ended up muted... I hate muting people, on my list atm are 5 people - thats all I have muted for 2 years of sl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the motives behind this obsession I am still not sure about.  I cant see why, to what ends, he keeps trying to turn people against this person.  Is he just out to hurt her, surely he is over that by now?  He needs to leave it be and move on... Hopefully that will happen now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all this chaos going on had an unforeseen effect, the friend who lost trust in me, I think started to see she in fact could trust me.  That I am totally loyal to her, always will be no matter what.  Now I am not saying things are all tickity boo - but... well lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, oh yeah new club.  They are springing up all over the place.  Its quite funny really, how people will always thinking their club is the one that will succeed when the cold hard truth is that its EXTREMELY hard to make a club work in sl.  I have lost count of the amount that have fall to by wayside.  To get a club to run at a basic level takes and huge amount or work, money, good staff and to a certain extent luck.  To grow it to something like Sanc or the club that shall not be named *spits* lol - well its not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong, I wish these people well - there are a couple I quite like actually - devils rejects and mad aftershock spring to mind - but both of these places can be very quiet - I have been there when there are more staff than guest.  However what I dont like is people opening club and trying to poach staff!!!  A certain new club owner has nearly been banned from the club that shall not be named for approaching on duty staff trying to get them to work for her.  In sanc I have heard she is doing the same thing, but more than that - she actually had the balls to approach Acacia, our DJ manager, and ask her for DJ applications that we received.  Sometimes I think people want to be banned.  She wasnt btw - despite what people think, Mir isnt that petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that its an occupational habbit of mine, that when I go to other clubs I find myself criticising or complimenting the host there - not to them obviously, usually stephen get it and he just laughs at me.  It has to be said, that most of these places have shocking hosts, I would have kicked their asses in seconds - but maybe that comes down to training, or maybe desperation.. the need for a host is so great that any host is better than no host.  Now I am not saying that all of sancs hosts are flawless, they arent... we have some exceptional host that I cant praise enough, and then we have some that arent.  Its tricky when some of our hosts have been there a very long time, long before me thats for sure, and so training has been done by various host managers and of course everyone has different views on how things should be done.  Its easy for me to say that the ones I have trained are awesome, which in the main is true lol not to blow my own trumpet.  I think maybe vanessa and I are gonna have to come up with some way to get everyone, old and new up to the same standard - the standard of host that Sanc should have - the best of the best. I seem to have gone off on a tangent, dont fall off your chairs!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week or so I have had 4 people ask me to work at their club.  Now this got me thinking, not about doing it, i never would or will work at any other club, but about people that do.  I have some friends who work at sanc, and the club that shall not be names and some other smaller ones too.  When I mention that I really dont like the club that shall not be named, almost all of them said they didnt either.  I was wtf why are you working there then, answer was because its good tips there - they work there and leave, never actually hang out there.  Idk that seems a bit wrong to me, I dont mean to sound judgemental, but it just feels wrong.  I work hard at sanc, both as a host and a manager, but I do not do it for the money.  As anyone who work in a club knows, the tips can be virtually nothing one day, and into thousands another.  My point is, that I would do what I did even if there was nothing.  I love sanc its a part of me, has always been a part of my sl, I do it for the club, the people, because I enjoy it - no other reason.  Now i realise that many people arent as fortunate as I am in regards to rl situations, so tips are the only way they can afford to live in sl.  Maybe if I was in that situation I would be doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I have written a lot without actually getting to what March has actually mostly been about for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL relationships are funny things, I have written at great length about this before.  In january, idk what it was, maybe a new year making people look at their lives, what was right and wrong, who knows, but a lot of couple split up - it was astonishing.  In march, I think almost all are now in new relationships.  In just 2 months they have moved on - now I say that like its a bad thing, of course it isnt, its just the way of the sl.  I have always said the sl time is like doggy years - 1 sl year = 7 rl years - so in fact 2 months is 14 months to move on.  Of course I myself was a casualty of January - in fact of hte people I know I think I was the last casualty.  Did I move on?  Yes, just in a different way to the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how, through an unfathomable, seemingly unending amount of shit, some of our own creating, some the creation of others, we are still here.  But more than that - we arent clinging on with our fingertips, when have a firmer hold than ever.  I have no doubt that 99.9% of people in our position wouldnt even be talking to each other now let alone anything else, infact if it wasnt for a certain person to whom we will both be eternally grateful for, that may well have been us to.  This person didnt just bang our heads together, almost literally, but she also spoke to me on a level like noone before - someone who knew my mind, what I was thinking, and was actually able to say things to me that stuck.  Her advice to me has been invaluable and I honestly think without that I would have carried on unable to move, stuck in my own hurt and misery.  Instead of which, here I am, here we are so much closer, stronger, better than before.  Its taught us both a lot about each other and ourselves - and shown us what needed to change to make it work and boy it is working =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok March in photos - I have come realised Ihave become very bad at taking photos, promise to work on that for aprils.  Most of these are soem photos I was playing around with of me and stephen, but hey, he has been my march, deal with it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and those of you that said I dont write enough anymore - ha! bet you regret that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-09.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731751209737&amp;amp;site=widget-09.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731751209737&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-09.slide.com/p1/3242591731751209737/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731751209737&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-09.slide.com/p2/3242591731751209737/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7VeH_P-UAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/A3Q2_rkZFWE/s320/Snapshot_001.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455370014959751170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Tempest Levenque: is it wrong that when I search for wings the first thing that comes up is "kick ass penis wings"&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Ani Zadark: O.o&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Vanessa Nouvelle: omg lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Zana Starsider: LOL&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Ani Zadark: wear those&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Tempest Levenque: I think i am gonna have to see what they are&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Chromo Crimson: lmao nah, that rocks&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Beragon Betts: lol tempest&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Beragon Betts: yes its ver very wrong&lt;br /&gt;[19:18]  Vanessa Nouvelle: okkaaayyy then lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:18]  Tempest Levenque: can we blame alvena, I think she gave them to me&lt;br /&gt;[19:19]  Ani Zadark: oh lorf&lt;br /&gt;[19:19]  Tempest Levenque: am I slapping you with my penis's Chromo?&lt;br /&gt;[19:20]  Chromo Crimson: lmfao&lt;br /&gt;[19:20]  Ani Zadark: lord&lt;br /&gt;[19:20]  Vanessa Nouvelle: lol tempest&lt;br /&gt;[19:20]  Chromo Crimson: well yes, but i find it oddly arousing&lt;br /&gt;[19:20]  Vanessa Nouvelle: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;[19:20]  Vanessa Nouvelle: omg&lt;br /&gt;[19:20]  Ani Zadark: lmao Tempy&lt;br /&gt;[19:21]  Chromo Crimson: why can't i stop staring at your uh...wings tempest?&lt;br /&gt;[19:22]  Tempest Levenque: lmao coz ya a perv&lt;br /&gt;[19:22]  Evelyna Demonista: i twow all them wings&lt;br /&gt;[19:22]  Zana Starsider: I know Chromo :( everything is all mixed up&lt;br /&gt;[19:22]  Chromo Crimson: i don't mean to be crude but a woman who can handle six cocks is awesome in my book&lt;br /&gt;[19:22]  Tempest Levenque: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[19:22]  Corona Anatine: would that not need six hands&lt;br /&gt;[19:22]  Jonathan Salamander: 6?&lt;br /&gt;[19:23]  Tempest Levenque: 3 hands me thinks&lt;br /&gt;[19:23]  Jonathan Salamander: 3 yeah&lt;br /&gt;[19:23]  Corona Anatine: yeh 5 i can imagine but not 6&lt;br /&gt;[19:23]  Tempest Levenque: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:23]  Chromo Crimson: even if you used your feet, you're still 1 short&lt;br /&gt;[19:23]  Guenevere DeCuir: LOL just scrolled out to see Tempest&lt;br /&gt;[19:23]  Tempest Levenque: ^5!&lt;br /&gt;[19:23]  Jonathan Salamander: tempest knows her body&lt;br /&gt;[19:23]  Tempest Levenque nods&lt;br /&gt;[19:24]  Corona Anatine: but where would they all fit&lt;br /&gt;[19:24]  Tempest Levenque: omg dont make me asnwer that&lt;br /&gt;[19:24]  Jonathan Salamander: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:24]  Gondra Gothly: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:25]  Guenevere DeCuir: o.0&lt;br /&gt;[19:25]  Chromo Crimson: geez, now i got penis envy tempest....thanks alot&lt;br /&gt;[19:26]  Tempest Levenque: O.o&lt;br /&gt;[19:26]  Tempest Levenque: you want 6?&lt;br /&gt;[19:26]  Zhefyr Sismondi: ... *just saw Tempest*&lt;br /&gt;[19:26]  Chromo Crimson: hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;[19:26]  Chromo Crimson: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:26]  Zhefyr Sismondi: That's something I could've gone the rest of my life without seeing ever.&lt;br /&gt;[19:26]  Zhefyr Sismondi: D:&lt;br /&gt;[19:26]  Tempest Levenque: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[19:30]  Chromo Crimson: i imagine having multiple cocks would just be like hoolahooping&lt;br /&gt;[19:30]  Chromo Crimson: it's all in the hips&lt;br /&gt;[19:30]  Tempest Levenque: hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[19:30]  Guenevere DeCuir: omg&lt;br /&gt;[19:31]  Corona Anatine: ah now i see why we are discussing cocks&lt;br /&gt;[19:31]  Tempest Levenque: dun blame me *whistles innocently*&lt;br /&gt;[19:31]  Chromo Crimson: lol we don't need an excuse to discuss cocks around here&lt;br /&gt;[19:31]  Corona Anatine: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:31]  Beragon Betts: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:33]  Chromo Crimson: lol temptest wwent limp&lt;br /&gt;[19:33]  Tempest Levenque: omg 6 limp ones thats not good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:39]  Chromo Crimson: it's easier to just sit back and take it up the ass&lt;br /&gt;[19:39]  Chromo Crimson: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:40]  Tempest Levenque: you say that dancing this close to me?&lt;br /&gt;[19:40]  Chromo Crimson: haha oh fuck, it was figurative!&lt;br /&gt;[19:41]  Chromo Crimson: unless my subconscious is betraying me *bites nails*&lt;br /&gt;[19:41]  Zhefyr Sismondi: ... you subconciously wish to be violated by six wing-cocks? D:&lt;br /&gt;[19:41]  Chromo Crimson: shit, after reading freud i don't put anything past my subconscious&lt;br /&gt;[19:41]  Elith Aji: that might be the most unussual thing i have heard all day&lt;br /&gt;[19:41]  Tempest Levenque: LOL&lt;br /&gt;[19:41]  Vanessa Nouvelle: lol chromo&lt;br /&gt;[19:42]  Chromo Crimson: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:42]  Chromo Crimson: just promise me you're not my mother temp lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:42]  Tempest Levenque: lmfao I hope not&lt;br /&gt;[19:42]  Tempest Levenque: can you imagine dancing next to you mum iwht 6 cocks on her back?&lt;br /&gt;[19:43]  Poppy Maladay blinks&lt;br /&gt;[19:43]  Tempest Levenque: not a good place to come into a convo poppy  LOL&lt;br /&gt;[19:43]  Chromo Crimson: lol sounds like a david lynch film after he gets old and tries to make a comeback&lt;br /&gt;[19:43]  Poppy Maladay: roflmao&lt;br /&gt;[19:43]  Corona Anatine: if your mum had 6 cocks growing from her back i would worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:44]  Guenevere DeCuir: Okay I'll just say that watching Temp dance right now is like watching a train wreck&lt;br /&gt;[19:44]  Chromo Crimson: lmao guen&lt;br /&gt;[19:44]  Chromo Crimson: you know it's wrong but ya just can't look away?&lt;br /&gt;[19:45]  Guenevere DeCuir: yup&lt;br /&gt;[19:45]  Tempest Levenque: lmao you cant keep your eyes off me :P~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:46]  Guenevere DeCuir: speaking of.... whee Clash of the Titans... OUT TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;[19:46]  Chromo Crimson: it's tomorrow guen?&lt;br /&gt;[19:46]  Guenevere DeCuir: yep Chromo&lt;br /&gt;[19:47]  Tempest Levenque: its tomorrow now for me&lt;br /&gt;[19:47]  Tempest Levenque: O.o&lt;br /&gt;[19:47]  Chromo Crimson: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:47]  Chromo Crimson: living in the future temp?&lt;br /&gt;[19:47]  Tempest Levenque: Yuuuuuuuus! its nearly 4am&lt;br /&gt;[19:47]  Guenevere DeCuir: Naw she's in Europe&lt;br /&gt;[19:47]  Erika Radek: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:47]  UCBlack Legion: and it's so bright she needs to wear shades&lt;br /&gt;[19:47]  Chromo Crimson: ah, my future, only 11 here&lt;br /&gt;[19:48]  Tempest Levenque: how scary is that for most of you - I am your future :P~~~~&lt;br /&gt;[19:48]  Chromo Crimson: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:48]  Poppy Maladay: lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:48]  Erika Radek: lmao&lt;br /&gt;[19:48]  Guenevere DeCuir: I'm mortified&lt;br /&gt;[19:48]  Guenevere DeCuir: :P~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;[19:48]  Chromo Crimson: if i end up looking like you in the future then i'd say that's an improvement....cept i would never leave my bed lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:48]  Tempest Levenque: LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-1077104973230250301?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/1077104973230250301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/reasons-to-not-let-temp-out-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1077104973230250301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/1077104973230250301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/04/reasons-to-not-let-temp-out-drunk.html' title='Reasons to not let temp out drunk...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S7VeH_P-UAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/A3Q2_rkZFWE/s72-c/Snapshot_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-773062999342426024</id><published>2010-03-28T03:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T03:50:24.001+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok I am a slacker</title><content type='html'>Its been pointed out to me today, by 2 different people, that I havent blogged in ages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5:58]  Joppem Tulip: either ur very calm or nothing is happening&lt;br /&gt;[5:58]  Joppem Tulip: or u dont know how to write anymore&lt;br /&gt;[5:58]  Tempest Levenque: I think its all 3&lt;br /&gt;[5:58]  Joppem Tulip: Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;[5:59]  Tempest Levenque: a lot of the stuff I want to write about I cant write abotu in there, and things have been calm, and I am lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it - a lot has been going on, but nothing really directly related to me, more to do with other people in my life - friends and not - and I wont write about their problems in my blog, not like some do, I just dont think that is fair.  As for directly relating to me, things have been pretty much calm and pretty damn amazing.  I said before I had a feeling March was gonna be a good month - it has been!  and yeah I a lazy meh...  So in my laziness, a conversation I just had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:12]  Tempest Levenque: these super skinny women, must all be at least 20 stone&lt;br /&gt;[19:13]  Demona Dezno: or fat half naked sweaty men with their cock in their hand lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:13]  Tempest Levenque: ewwwwww - you know that line?  you just did the world long jump over it&lt;br /&gt;[19:13]  Demona Dezno: lmao&lt;br /&gt;[19:14]  Demona Dezno: oh come on don't tell me that thought never crosses your mind&lt;br /&gt;[19:14]  Tempest Levenque: yes but not with skinny women&lt;br /&gt;[19:14]  Tempest Levenque: it will now though&lt;br /&gt;[19:14]  Demona Dezno: haha&lt;br /&gt;[19:14]  Demona Dezno: my work here is done *bows*&lt;br /&gt;[19:14]  Tempest Levenque: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[19:15]  Demona Dezno: sure fire way of recognising a man in a woman avi.....shoes that don't fit lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:16]  Tempest Levenque checks her shoes&lt;br /&gt;[19:16]  Demona Dezno: rofl&lt;br /&gt;[19:16]  Tempest Levenque: I am really bad at spotting that - it doesnt really cross my mind&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Demona Dezno: me and Rhage are always pervin avis and guessin if they are guys or not lmao&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Tempest Levenque: good looking male avi's I have decided are all fat greasy balding naked men&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Demona Dezno: no shit lol&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Tempest Levenque: appart from stephen - she adds quickly&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Demona Dezno: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;[19:17]  Demona Dezno: too funny&lt;br /&gt;[19:18]  Tempest Levenque: no thankfully I know what he looks like, he is neither female, fat bald greasy or ... ok well 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;[19:18]  Demona Dezno: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVENA'S BIRTHDAY :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S6ADQE2nRTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LkmkTjNuKSA/s1600-h/Snapshot_021.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S6ADQE2nRTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LkmkTjNuKSA/s320/Snapshot_021.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449359123833898290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S6ADOpt2bBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4VNAQslvW_M/s1600-h/Snapshot_018.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S6ADOpt2bBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4VNAQslvW_M/s320/Snapshot_018.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449359099369516050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-773062999342426024?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/773062999342426024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-i-am-slacker_28.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/773062999342426024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/773062999342426024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-i-am-slacker_28.html' title='Ok I am a slacker'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S6ADQE2nRTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LkmkTjNuKSA/s72-c/Snapshot_021.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-6118094743394089132</id><published>2010-03-09T10:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:00:28.905Z</updated><title type='text'>Censored</title><content type='html'>If I write almost everything I want to post here I will get accused of all kinds of shit - so for the sake of the peace I will censor myself - but you know what, ffs its so childish - get over it already, move on.  fyi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:39]  Tempest Levenque: actualy quite a few people have pissed me off lately - certainly opened my eyes to some people - not only over all this, for other reasons too&lt;br /&gt;[15:39]  Tempest Levenque: but then far more have surprised me in a good way - so its all been a big lerarning experienced&lt;br /&gt;[15:39]  Obi Wan: well thats good&lt;br /&gt;[15:40]  Obi Wan: shake the tree and the rotten apples fall&lt;br /&gt;[15:40]  Tempest Levenque: they really have - what a great way to put it - can I blog that LOL&lt;br /&gt;[15:40]  Obi Wan: lol&lt;br /&gt;[15:40]  Obi Wan: ur shaking the tree so hard that it might fall lol&lt;br /&gt;[15:41]  Tempest Levenque: hahaha ok you should have stopped there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different, but not entirely unrelated subject... Seems I am the source of much gossip and rumour atm \o/ for me.  I just wish people would have the balls to come right out and ask me, rather listening to the tittle tattle of others.  No smoke without fire right?  Well this fire is actually more like the great fire of London, ok that might be an exaggeration, but nonetheless.  I have managed to hurt someone I care about more than I like to admit, out of sheer cowardliness.  Hopefully, with time and actions to prove it, I can regain their trust and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, oh yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a great believer in everything happens for a reason, even if we cant see it at the time, the things we go through will have some benefit to your life eventually.  Sometimes things have to go desperately wrong so you can see what needs to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S5YpinkItVI/AAAAAAAAAII/WHmc8S6R6mc/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S5YpinkItVI/AAAAAAAAAII/WHmc8S6R6mc/s320/kiss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446586474064033106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-6118094743394089132?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/6118094743394089132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/03/censored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6118094743394089132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6118094743394089132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/03/censored.html' title='Censored'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S5YpinkItVI/AAAAAAAAAII/WHmc8S6R6mc/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-898910435418418982</id><published>2010-03-01T17:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:44:47.710Z</updated><title type='text'>That was february</title><content type='html'>I was going to start doing this in January but there was nothing about January I wanted to remember, actually there is a lot about February I dont want to remember too, but there has been good things going on as well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-71.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731750341745&amp;amp;site=widget-71.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731750341745&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p1/3242591731750341745/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731750341745&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p2/3242591731750341745/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731750341745&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p4/3242591731750341745/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March is the month to watch =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-898910435418418982?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/898910435418418982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-was-february.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/898910435418418982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/898910435418418982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-was-february.html' title='That was february'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-3681843770071108897</id><published>2010-02-22T20:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:50:48.473Z</updated><title type='text'>Hartelijk gefeliciteerd met je verjaardag</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLD MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S4LroqO8uTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ANmUz2E2Ges/s1600-h/Snapshot_011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S4LroqO8uTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ANmUz2E2Ges/s320/Snapshot_011.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441170383581264178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S4LrnfHB2gI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wTJ8EXjpbCA/s1600-h/Snapshot_016.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S4LrnfHB2gI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wTJ8EXjpbCA/s320/Snapshot_016.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441170363415386626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S4Lrl94yFkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6gnBePbaNcg/s1600-h/Snapshot_013.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S4Lrl94yFkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6gnBePbaNcg/s320/Snapshot_013.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441170337317393986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3681843770071108897?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3681843770071108897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/hartelijk-gefeliciteerd-met-je.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3681843770071108897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3681843770071108897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/hartelijk-gefeliciteerd-met-je.html' title='Hartelijk gefeliciteerd met je verjaardag'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S4LroqO8uTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ANmUz2E2Ges/s72-c/Snapshot_011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-168551540090834758</id><published>2010-02-20T12:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:19:05.812Z</updated><title type='text'>Sound Bites...</title><content type='html'>[2:05]  Flux Afterthought: on his knees behind a small lamb holing onto it's rump&lt;br /&gt;[13:34]  Joppem Tulip: okay how many guys gave you goatspee to be exact?&lt;br /&gt;[4:05]  Sully Birkenfeld‧: I didnt know ya were gonna ask thousand of followin questions o.O&lt;br /&gt;Mirari Cheney: ... would you call your dentist if you had vaginal/jock itch?&lt;br /&gt;[8:50]  Sully Birkenfeld: YA ASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;[1:16]  Alvena Weezles: ooooOoOoOoooo makes teenage girly noises :P&lt;br /&gt;[5:33]  Flux Afterthought: HOLY SHITBALLS&lt;br /&gt;[11:07]  Lacey Milestone‧: cock sweat, can't be tasty&lt;br /&gt;[6:50]  Lacey Milestone: if I wasnt partnered to Jaren I'd partner you&lt;br /&gt;[14:49]  Ryun Dezno: ok listen close ... and bang head accordingly&lt;br /&gt;[7:37]  Joppem Tulip: (those who are about to die- salute you)&lt;br /&gt;[7:34]  Peaches Barthelmess: a place I found yesterday, the whole shop nearly made me cum lol&lt;br /&gt;[4:46]  Drake Czervik: jiggley boobs are a thing of great beauty...&lt;br /&gt;[15:42]  Bravo Nishi‧: mind me imma dork&lt;br /&gt;[10:41]  Hugh Helendale‧: doesn't ahve to be anything serious or drama related... "What should I cook for dinner?" or "Or how is Finland doing ith the Olympics?"&lt;br /&gt;[5:31]  Tempest Levenque: I cant tp anywhere - I am stuck in a store full of stuff I want to buy, with no money and I cant get out LOL argh I am in hell&lt;br /&gt;[5:03]  Mirari Cheney: Tempest "little thighs" Levenque&lt;br /&gt;[11:51]  Cats Kornfeld: omg for a second I thought i died.. all my pixels over the grid&lt;br /&gt;[10:57]  Alvena Weezles: \o/ seriously considering the 3 way lesbian thing. who need dicks and pricks *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;[17:22]  Online Liberty: Thats the right att, you're the awesome and really when it comes down to it.. Pretty much only my opinion matters n e ways&lt;br /&gt;[17:18]  Online Liberty runs around naked pulling on his virtual hair belting out lines from Monty Python's -The Life of Brian&lt;br /&gt;[19:59]  Darien Kazakov‧: You seem to have thrown all individual shoes. i'm trying to find a set that matches.&lt;br /&gt;[14:59]  Steven Moorhen: lol i was like she is iggy meh and I dont have any more Jaffa's I threw them at her&lt;br /&gt;[10:26]  Blythe Gothly: i fucking hate nickelback&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-168551540090834758?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/168551540090834758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/sound-bites.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/168551540090834758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/168551540090834758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/sound-bites.html' title='Sound Bites...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4683985776461342441</id><published>2010-02-16T13:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:07:23.075Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been wondering what to put here, and in fact whether put anything at all... but I find it very hard to bite my tongue, but I am going to keep this to a minimum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard tell of this monster of a drama llama in SL, in fact I have been hit my a small one myself already.  I however didnt realise the one I was hit with before as a 1 day old baby.  Now it seems I have encountered its mother - and it is a mother fucker of a huge Llama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: when your hurting... people know that.. they may not say anything to you .. they know you broke up or what ever but they wont say anything, doesnt mean they arent watching doesnt mean others arent talking&lt;br /&gt;Friend: people rarely say shit to me, they just watch&lt;br /&gt;Friend: like a game&lt;br /&gt;Friend: lets see if she cracks&lt;br /&gt;Tempest: how can we be held responsible for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what happened, the ones I care about and who care about me know what happened - anyone else who thinks they know, trust me you have no clue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4683985776461342441?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4683985776461342441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-been-wondering-what-to-put-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4683985776461342441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4683985776461342441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-been-wondering-what-to-put-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-4118888001770829381</id><published>2010-02-13T09:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:27:43.973Z</updated><title type='text'>A tale of two halves</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, there was no hope... it had all been lost, too much hurt, pain and anger to see past.  Then I get TPd into this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7:41]  ******: both of you sit your asses down&lt;br /&gt;[7:41]  ******: and yep im being a bossy bitch&lt;br /&gt;[7:42]  Tempest Levenque: omg&lt;br /&gt;[7:42]  ******: shup and sit down woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very few people that can tell me to shut up and sit down without me telling them in no uncertain terms to fuck off, especially why I am emotional - thats SL &amp; RL.  Luckily this person was brave enough to take the chance she was one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days later, despite people trying to block us, there is a glimmer.  Question is, can I stop blocking it myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it feel like night today?&lt;br /&gt;Something in here's not right today.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so uptight today?&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia's all I got left&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what stressed me first&lt;br /&gt;Or how the pressure was fed&lt;br /&gt;But I know just what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;To have a voice in the back of my head&lt;br /&gt;It's like a face that I hold inside&lt;br /&gt;A face that awakes when I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;A face that laughs every time I fall&lt;br /&gt;(And watches everything)&lt;br /&gt;So I know that when it's time to sink or swim&lt;br /&gt;That the face inside is hearing me&lt;br /&gt;Right underneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back&lt;br /&gt;It's like a whirlwind inside of my head&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within&lt;br /&gt;It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've got a face in me&lt;br /&gt;Points out all my mistakes to me&lt;br /&gt;You've got a face on the inside too and&lt;br /&gt;Your paranoia's probably worse&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what set me off first but I know what I can't stand&lt;br /&gt;Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is&lt;br /&gt;I can't add up to what you can but&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has a face that they hold inside&lt;br /&gt;A face that awakes when I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;A face watches every time they lie&lt;br /&gt;A face that laughs every time they fall&lt;br /&gt;(And watches everything)&lt;br /&gt;So you know that when it's time to sink or swim&lt;br /&gt;That the face inside is watching you too&lt;br /&gt;Right inside your skin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-4118888001770829381?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/4118888001770829381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/tale-of-two-halves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4118888001770829381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/4118888001770829381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/tale-of-two-halves.html' title='A tale of two halves'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-33846525291080320</id><published>2010-02-10T17:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:38:42.565Z</updated><title type='text'>Thank You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-43.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731749056323&amp;amp;site=widget-43.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731749056323&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-43.slide.com/p1/3242591731749056323/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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"best way to go around it is just to stick it in their faces and say FUCK YOU.  your TRUE friends? they know you didnt do anything wrong, and those that believes the lies? They're fucking retards who would believe anything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU BITCH... AND PEOPLE IN GLASS HOUSES SHOULDNT THROW STONES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-3343508420201753153?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/3343508420201753153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/liers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3343508420201753153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/3343508420201753153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/liers.html' title='Liers...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-7122238170996959730</id><published>2010-02-02T21:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-03T08:28:09.178Z</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy...</title><content type='html'>Stumbled across this today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jealousy is simply and clearly the fear that you do not have value.  Jealousy scans for evidence to prove the point - that others will be preferred and rewarded more than you.  There is only one alternative - self-value.  If you cannot love yourself, you will not believe that you are loved.  You will always think it's a mistake or luck.  Take your eyes off others and turn the scanner within.  Find the seeds of your jealousy, clear the old voices and experiences.  Put all the energy into building your personal and emotional security."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone will read that, look at themselves, and maybe, just maybe, wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-7122238170996959730?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/7122238170996959730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/jealousy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7122238170996959730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/7122238170996959730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/02/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy...'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-8317737050165140757</id><published>2010-01-28T18:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:26:00.714Z</updated><title type='text'>sl never fails to surprise me</title><content type='html'>Surprises in good ways this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jop, Kinu, Nessa, Online, Alvena, Peaches, Trapt, Mirari, Rhialto, Hugh, Ryun, Lainey, Lacey, Bravo, Mayala, Cats, Drake, Sully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you from the bottom of my heart.  Whether its words, shoulders or hugs - your support will never be forgotten. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-8317737050165140757?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/8317737050165140757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/01/sl-never-fails-to-surprise-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8317737050165140757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/8317737050165140757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/01/sl-never-fails-to-surprise-me.html' title='sl never fails to surprise me'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-2710945027186366911</id><published>2010-01-27T05:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:21:25.647Z</updated><title type='text'>The line has been drawn</title><content type='html'>No more the fool&lt;br /&gt;Who waits around&lt;br /&gt;Waitin' for you to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Those days are gone now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more the nights&lt;br /&gt;Layin' awake&lt;br /&gt;Cryin' and waitin' for the day to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more the sound as my dreams fall and hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waitin' around&lt;br /&gt;No more the fool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-2710945027186366911?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/2710945027186366911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/01/line-has-been-drawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2710945027186366911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/2710945027186366911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/01/line-has-been-drawn.html' title='The line has been drawn'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-6636240933842268475</id><published>2010-01-24T16:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:52:39.908Z</updated><title type='text'>7 Months Later..</title><content type='html'>7 Months ago I was lost.  Then he walked into my life and changed everything, suddenly I wasnt lost anymore - if he was there I was home.  In those 7 months that followed my sl and rl were changed irrevocably.  Giddy highs and painful lows, but one thing is for sure - he helped me become a better person, but I still cant be who he wants me to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Months later, here I am, lost once more, feeling like I have been torn apart - and not sure which way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didnt think I would be adding us to the list of causalities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S1x6sMWh1LI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mtkEN-O6WzM/s1600-h/Snapsft_001+(16).png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S1x6sMWh1LI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mtkEN-O6WzM/s320/Snapsft_001+(16).png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430350150350525618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-6636240933842268475?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/6636240933842268475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/01/7-months-later.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6636240933842268475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6636240933842268475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/01/7-months-later.html' title='7 Months Later..'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/S1x6sMWh1LI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mtkEN-O6WzM/s72-c/Snapsft_001+(16).png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7482569901371461442.post-6283395783861971187</id><published>2010-01-19T06:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-19T08:13:51.069Z</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with people</title><content type='html'>The people in SL are a funny bunch.  Everyone has their own reason for being in here, the most common being bad marriages, but why the hell is everyone so fucked up?  Whether is someone having their heart broken after spending 4 days with someone - I mean come on wtf, to people being needy and clingy - wait maybe thats the same people.  You either get people who dont give a shit and play the game, or people that feel the need to be loved so much they end up pushing people away.  People who play the game get a load of shit, where as the needy ones dont.  In my opinion they are as bad as each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to attract clincally depressed people, or bipolars, or self harmers - or self harmers with suicidal wives - I kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like now I look through my flist - those that are online anyway and I see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Married, husband playing in sl as a woman&lt;br /&gt;* Just split from partner, now in the most biazzare pairing ever&lt;br /&gt;* Crazy guy, but has nothing to do with relationships ever&lt;br /&gt;* Then we get to what is possible the only stable relationship I know in sl&lt;br /&gt;* A woman that finds it hard to be alone but ends up pushing them away&lt;br /&gt;* A guy who is possibly a player, or possibly the victim of clingers&lt;br /&gt;* A serial clinger who cannot ever be alone&lt;br /&gt;* Someone who split from a long term relationship who I think is a bit lost&lt;br /&gt;* Someone who has gone rl &lt;br /&gt;* Someone who has split rl and is finding their feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and I just saw another category 4/5 has fallen appart. wtf is going on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7482569901371461442-6283395783861971187?l=tempestlevenque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/feeds/6283395783861971187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-wrong-with-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6283395783861971187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7482569901371461442/posts/default/6283395783861971187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tempestlevenque.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-wrong-with-people.html' title='What is wrong with people'/><author><name>Tempest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18443717579379282954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5njA1fGu08/TK4mainNllI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OvM3sgdKXkg/S220/newtemp+(1).png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
