<?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-3561565302047024658</id><updated>2011-08-22T05:26:03.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 4: Diva Please!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-5002846856660826438</id><published>2010-11-22T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T23:12:45.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Old</title><content type='html'>This evening was a time of catching up. I skyped with my parents for almost an hour, chatted about Thanksgiving and my plans to come home for Christmas, and caught each other up with what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to read up on my brothers blog. He's getting married next year and he just got an awesome promotion at work. I rarely speak with him on the phone, but when I do it's so great to hear his voice. He's so inspiring, and so when I read his blog, I feel that same sort of inspiration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found myself getting teary eyed as I read how he's rearranging his apartment to make new space for his fiancee who will be moving in soon. It was so touching and it settled in that my big brother is starting his own family. What does that mean for our family? I already don't see alot of him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Such a selfish thought. But it's the same feeling I feel when my good friend starts dating someone. I grew up mostly as an only child (big bro is 12 years older than me) so I am quite possessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-5002846856660826438?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5002846856660826438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/growing-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5002846856660826438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5002846856660826438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/growing-old.html' title='Growing Old'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-3766795228393138783</id><published>2010-11-09T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T12:17:47.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Hello!</title><content type='html'>I musttttt start writing on this thing again! I like to share my thoughts and current obsessions, so here's where I'll start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cooking split pea soup right now and I added CHIA SEEDS to the broth. What are chia seeds? They are a wonder seed. The are full of fiber, they're tasteless, and you can eat them on just about anything. They absorb water so they keep you full for longer, and they're a wonderful antioxident. I'm trying to eat them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching Kimora Lee Simmons' reality show. She is an inspiration to me for some reason. I connect with her on so many levels. She's simply fabulous (which is her motto.) She's just given me the confidence not to take any BS from anyone. Don't be afraid to let people know who you are, what you stand for, and what you need! When someone isn't doing their job, she calls them out on it. And she is always dressed to impress. It shows that she means business. And I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I have moved into a new apartment. I signed a year lease! It's quite lovely. Nice neighborhood, nice apartment, good deal. I'll be honest - living with other people has never been something I enjoyed but I'm trying to come to terms with it. I think i just have very high standards for the way I live and I have yet to find someone who shares that same standard. These are the perils of having grown up mostly as an only child. I expect too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of my soup to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-3766795228393138783?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3766795228393138783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/well-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3766795228393138783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3766795228393138783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/well-hello.html' title='Well Hello!'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-3183227388890191110</id><published>2010-05-09T13:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T13:20:22.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abu Dhabi!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/S-cY1_iFDKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ONKl6GCJoHg/s1600/Mosque1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/S-cY1_iFDKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ONKl6GCJoHg/s200/Mosque1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469367588331261090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/S-cY0BUOsfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VNgzJlsYYxE/s1600/MOsque+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/S-cY0BUOsfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VNgzJlsYYxE/s200/MOsque+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469367554450305522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/S-cYzwRN40I/AAAAAAAAAKo/gpiNaO540Sk/s1600/Hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/S-cYzwRN40I/AAAAAAAAAKo/gpiNaO540Sk/s200/Hotel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469367549874266946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/S-cYy8lzS8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/zmRrqAVkgUM/s1600/Dommie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/S-cYy8lzS8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/zmRrqAVkgUM/s200/Dommie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469367536001960898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the 12-hour plane ride went quite quickly. There was so much food to eat and so many movies to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out by watching “Nine” while eating a delicious selection of Chicken in Arabic yogurt and basmati rice. And they had pineapple juice! My fav…. I topped off my meal with an apple crisp with vanilla custard. I was very satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep and when I woke up, I found out that I had missed the mid-flight snack, which was a choice between popcorn and a frozen snickers ice cream. I was upset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time for another movie and another meal! Although it was breakfast, I decided to munch on the baked tilapia with rice, fresh seasonal fruit, and a hot chocolate. I watched “Up in The Air” and loved it! I’ve never been a huge fan of his, but I can see why America loves George Clooney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed, whizzed through customs, got our bags, and got picked up to go to the hotel. When we proceeded to the check in line, they told us we were in the executive suites and we’d need to head upstairs to check in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the 10th floor where we were greeted with tea or coffee, fresh almonds, pistachios, and DATES. I LOVE DATES! We opened the door to our room, where we were awaited with complimentary fruit, a gift bag, and other delectables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had to be up early, so we headed down to the buffet breakfast. Then we got picked up to head to the Grand Mosque, get a tour of the New NYU campus, tour of the Abu Dhabi mall, and dinner on the Marine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the highlights of the day – getting to wear an Abaya and Sheila in the Grand Mosque, the kiwi and lime juice I had with lunch, swimming in the Arabian Gulf that had a perfect temperature warm enough to keep us swimming until 6 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to report that I did get tan, do plan on eating more dates tomorrow, and trying more exotic juice drinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Dominique&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-3183227388890191110?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3183227388890191110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/05/abu-dhabi.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3183227388890191110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3183227388890191110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/05/abu-dhabi.html' title='Abu Dhabi!!!'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/S-cY1_iFDKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ONKl6GCJoHg/s72-c/Mosque1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-6103040786302523069</id><published>2010-04-12T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:02:31.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving is Stressful</title><content type='html'>I moved into a new apartment and it's so incredibly stressful. Stressful to try to lug furniture around manhattan and brooklyn and up 4 flights of stairs, stressful to have to deal with roommates who may live differently than you, and stressful to realize that you're actually an adult who must pay rent and buy groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a bed today. Up until now, I've been sleeping on an air mattress. It feels so nice to have a big bed to sprawl out on. I can eat chips and drink iced tea and watch Lost all within a few inches of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been eating really badly the last few days. The kitchen in this new apartment was not clean so I didn't want to cook in it until it was cleaned up. Today I nearly had a conniption fit as I made pasta for lunch. I decided to have a "dirty dinner" as I like to call it - soda, pizza, and chips. I was in no mood to cook and I had a raging headache from running around the city trying to get cleaning supplies, a chest of drawers, and other household items. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt guilty when i was at the grocery store, but there's nothing better to cure a headache than just-out-of-the-oven pizza and salty potato chips!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-6103040786302523069?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6103040786302523069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving-is-stressful.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/6103040786302523069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/6103040786302523069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving-is-stressful.html' title='Moving is Stressful'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-5966400919952025395</id><published>2010-03-29T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T14:35:09.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My boyfriend abandons me on holidays. Like today - it's Passover and he went home and he's not even Jewish! I guess those are the perks to having your family only 2 hours away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must vent - may I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the subway today headed home. I was in the first car of the train. I could not find one damn seat to sit in! Everywhere I turned, there was an overweight person taking up 2 seats. I was verrrrrrrrry upset. And they knew I was upset because I let out a huge breath of disappointment. Then, this really big woman came in. She was huge. "Precious" huge. Now, I had been standing for the entire trip and she didnt get into the subway until about halfway through my ride. Someone finally stood up and there were 2 empty seats. As i started to approach one of the empty seats, she quickly dodged in before me and sat down, taking up both seats. I stared at her and she looked at me as if to say, "Yea I know I'm taking up 2 seats, but it's not my fault. Now get yo curly ass away from my seat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhh. I'm still mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-5966400919952025395?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5966400919952025395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-boyfriend-abandons-me-on-holidays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5966400919952025395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5966400919952025395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-boyfriend-abandons-me-on-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-7337918965510185794</id><published>2010-03-29T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:27:12.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog Is Back</title><content type='html'>I had to keep writing. Why did I stop this thing? Oh, because I was going through relationship problems and hated the world. &lt;br /&gt;Well I have so many interesting and weird things going on that I must share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my current thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If I was rich, I would buy enough Almond Butter to last me a year. And not just almond butter, but Cashew, Macadamia, Pecan, Walnut, and Coconut Butter. They're so f-ing expensive and so good. That is on my to-do list when I get my first big check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am moving out of my grandmothers house and subletting an apartment (do you sublet an apartment or a room? who cares.) I'm moving in with a fellow Tisch alum, a film student. He and I have had some rough patches in the past. He cast me in his film at the same time I was cast in a Tisch Mainstage. My first love is Theatre and it was my priority at the time. Of course the schedules conflicted and so I dropped out of his film. We didn't speak for a year after that, and now I'm going to be his roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I received a raise at work. A testament to me I suppose because I've only been working there for 4 months. This morning I sent an email to my boss asking him if I could be a server because I needed to make more money. I haven't gotten a response yet. I'm so scared to check my email! What if he's mad at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) One of the reasons I'm so excited about moving out of grandma's house is because I'll get to cook the foods I like! She's a vegan and alwayssss in her kitchen. I haven't cooked a home-made meal in months and one of the first things I'm going to do when I move in is cook a quiche for Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I've decided to allow myself to buy one thing per week that I want, instead of spending all my money in one sitting. So, 3 weeks ago I started out by buying a nice new bra, the week after that I bought suede flats from Aldo, and last week I bought this expensive homeopathic medicine I've wanted. It's sort of fun looking forward to the one gift I give myself each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to go shopping for sheets and hangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-7337918965510185794?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7337918965510185794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-blog-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/7337918965510185794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/7337918965510185794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-blog-is-back.html' title='My Blog Is Back'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-2788990130116839708</id><published>2009-12-10T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:46:49.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>It's time i delete this thing. Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-2788990130116839708?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2788990130116839708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2788990130116839708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2788990130116839708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-2643037939014779436</id><published>2009-12-02T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:59:45.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julian the Master Mind</title><content type='html'>I am babysitting a demon child. He’s a liar at best. Are all 5th grade boys like this? I don’t remember them being like this at all. In fact, I remember having a boyfriend in the fifth grade named Donell Tucker. Perhaps he was mature for his age, but he would never do half the things this boy I’m watching is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, he re-nigs on everything he says. “Go take a bath Julian.” “Okay… (5 minutes later) I already took one last night.” “Here, I bought you a chocolate chip cookie Julian.” “I don’t eat milk chocolate… (5 minutes later) Ummm, can I have the cookie?” WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Have any homework? &lt;br /&gt;Little boy: no, I did it at school.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don’t download any games on my computer&lt;br /&gt;Little boy: okay! (as I watch a machine gun game being downloaded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst was when he told me that echinacea will not only prevent him from getting swine flu (which causes autism), but AIDS as well. Holy Moses. Help this kid out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to leave him alone for a few hours. I’m deathly afraid of leaving my computer so I’m going to take it with me. I can just see it now – spilt lemonade on my keypad. NOT FUN. What will he do for 3 hours with a computer or working television? I dunno, he’ll have to figure it out. I’m over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-2643037939014779436?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2643037939014779436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/12/julian-master-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2643037939014779436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2643037939014779436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/12/julian-master-mind.html' title='Julian the Master Mind'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-1258154070495783662</id><published>2009-11-19T10:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:27:43.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I love To Do</title><content type='html'>1) Grocery Shop&lt;br /&gt;2) Drink Tea&lt;br /&gt;3) Cook&lt;br /&gt;4) Write Songs &lt;br /&gt;5) Feel Pretty&lt;br /&gt;6) See Shows&lt;br /&gt;7) Go Out To Dinner&lt;br /&gt;8) Plan Outfits to wear&lt;br /&gt;9) Dance&lt;br /&gt;10) Make Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one being the topic of the post. I did my showcase at NYU. Haven't received any responses - yet. It's not the end of the world. I am still going forward with my quest to get an agent. Or at least be cast in a show. That is so important to me right now. To be doing something that is actively creative. I want to be in a show so badly!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm going home for Christmas or New Years. I don't have the time or the money to do it. I have a job here in NY - one I am beginning to really like and enjoy. I work as a hostess in a very cute restaurant. I am getting to be really good at being a hostess and the money is bomb. As are the benefits of working in the restaurant - food, being around other young aspiring artists (we have several models, actors, playwrights, and dancers who also work there.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago I was praying that I could either find a job this holiday season or return back to NY. Well, I now have both and I'm on a fast roll to getting some of the things I want. It sorts of makes me sad to think that I won't be home for the holidays, but I need to keep my eyes forward on my goals. I'll get home, one of these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-1258154070495783662?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1258154070495783662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-things-i-love-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/1258154070495783662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/1258154070495783662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-things-i-love-to-do.html' title='10 Things I love To Do'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-4388824023469188102</id><published>2009-10-31T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T08:38:47.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; &lt;meta name="Keywords" content=""&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; &lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt; &lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt; &lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///Users/phyllistoney/Library/Preferences/Microsoft/Clipboard/msoclip1/01/clip_clip_filelist.xml"&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:usemarginsfordrawinggridorigin/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:Times;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everything is better in New York. I suddenly feel more in my skin, more at home, more mobile! Even the tea tastes better. I got up and made white chai tea and it tasted better than it ever had. At home, I would always put cream in my white chai tea, and any tea aficionado will know that white tea is too delicate to really put cream into it (it would overpower its essence), and this morning I made my tea forgetting to put cream in it and it tasted perfect! See, even my common sense makes better sense here!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s so funny how if you put your dreams into action, they can come into fruition. Just like my friend who said, “I want to get out of LA and go to Chicago” – she has a wonderful job and apartment in Chicago exactly a month later. And then I said “ I want to get out of LA and go to New York” and here I am trying to make the next steps for my future. It feels really exciting to be doing what you love and in a city that inspires you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And it feels like fall. That is very cool. I’ve always loved fall clothes – hats, gloves, pretty scarves, jackets, and BOOTS! And fall food is so appropriate here. I had lentils with squash, turnips, and yams – so good!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-4388824023469188102?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4388824023469188102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4388824023469188102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4388824023469188102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-8882731176049659796</id><published>2009-10-17T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:15:13.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World I Know Is A World Much Too Slow</title><content type='html'>So here it is - I am not happy with where I currently am in my life. Instead of sitting in gloom, I am going to follow in the footsteps of one of my smartest friends. Only 3 weeks ago she wrote down that she wanted to get out of Los Angeles and now she has a one way ticket to Chicago. I am not ashamed to say that I broke down and sobbed for an hour when I got the news. One of the best parts about being in LA is that she is here, and now that she is getting out, it makes me ravenous to get out as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my boyfriend knows, I am an envious person. I envy other people's relationships, successes, opportunities, and blessings. I am in a rut and do not know how to  get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I will confess all of my short term goals and surrender them into the universe, hoping and praying that they are heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding that while I love California, I don't love living here. I feel incredibly immobile here. I am always needing, whether it be a ride, directions, or an excuse. I spent 4 years in one of the most connected cities in this world. I miss the feeling of being mobile, knowing where to go, and having the freedom to just get up and do what I need to do. It's saturday afternoon and I am stuck in my house because I don't have any transportation. It's a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have 2 great internships and a decent job, I am not doing what I love. I am not living the life I want to live at 22. I am not making enough money, I am doubting myself more than ever, and I am not having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun. &lt;/span&gt;Shouldn't I be having the time of my life right now? It seems like everyone else is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I will say is that I am writing more songs than I can keep up with. They come to me in the car, right before I wake up or go to bed, and when I am watching tv. I am slowly starting to wonder whether this is a sign that I should really dig my heels into this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My search for a second job in dead. I did not graduate from a 4 year university just to go work at the Olive Garden, but at the same time, I need a second income if I want to save and move back to New York. I am getting desperate, but I'm not quite there yet. I will keep praying. I don't think the answer is in the restaurant industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Starting now, I am planting the necessary seeds to initiate a massive change in my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-8882731176049659796?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8882731176049659796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-i-know-is-world-much-too-slow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8882731176049659796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8882731176049659796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-i-know-is-world-much-too-slow.html' title='The World I Know Is A World Much Too Slow'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-5627430499400425899</id><published>2009-10-17T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:10:11.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchiladas, linguine, and salads (oh my!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_cqWxq_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/a8WXfkbAQf8/s1600-h/IMG_1347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_cqWxq_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/a8WXfkbAQf8/s320/IMG_1347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393693265368296434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad Nicoise i whipped up last night. I love all the ingredients - it's sort of like a hodge podge of unusual but quite tasty items. Here you see tomatoes, kalamata olives, tuna with pesto, a boiled egg, steamed green beans, and a baby red potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_cJ-LHSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Mx9gvq3pfgo/s1600-h/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_cJ-LHSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Mx9gvq3pfgo/s320/IMG_1334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393693256675171618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the clearest shot of my chicken enchiladas, but boy were they good. Corn tortillas, cheddar cheese, shredded chicken, and a homemade red sauce. Beware, this is such a messy meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_bZ1jmiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OxsMK8cgvdI/s1600-h/IMG_1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_bZ1jmiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OxsMK8cgvdI/s320/IMG_1313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393693243754125858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesto Linguine with whole wheat pasta and some parm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_a8M60xI/AAAAAAAAAJI/eITsqaWVMCQ/s1600-h/IMG_1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_a8M60xI/AAAAAAAAAJI/eITsqaWVMCQ/s320/IMG_1300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393693235799053074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Pepper roasted chicken with carrots, potatoes, and onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_aUYr8FI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ImqM2nP3zHo/s1600-h/IMG_1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_aUYr8FI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ImqM2nP3zHo/s320/IMG_1291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393693225110990930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tortilla chips I made by quartering some corn tortillas and lightly frying in oil. A dash of salt, and these babies are the perfect snack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-5627430499400425899?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5627430499400425899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/10/enchiladas-linguine-and-salads-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5627430499400425899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5627430499400425899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/10/enchiladas-linguine-and-salads-oh-my.html' title='Enchiladas, linguine, and salads (oh my!)'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sto_cqWxq_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/a8WXfkbAQf8/s72-c/IMG_1347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-2352193302797479332</id><published>2009-09-30T19:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:58:14.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Keepin it Real Goes Wrong</title><content type='html'>I tried to keep it real and it backfired. Today I got caught. My health insurance ran out a month and a half ago. I applied to Aetna, only to be denied because o my pre-existing condition - a disease i will have for the rest of my life but is manageable with medicine. Denied? Well fuck you! I didn't want to apply to anymore health insurance companies. I am not a rich woman (yet) and could not afford the monstrous fees they would charge me just for having a disease, so I decided to take action in my own hands. I reduced the amount of medicine I take daily, thus stretching out my medicine supply until I absolutely needed to get some more. It's lasted be a long time! But lately I've been having splitting headaches, sleeping all day, so tired... uh oh. I told my mom about what I did and she told my dad and I sort of got in trouble. "What were you thinking?" "You are not a doctor!" "You're probably making yourself more sick." I WAS JUST TRYING TO KEEP IT REAL. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is one supposed to do? Well, I'm searching for a second job to help relieve the financial pressure. When is Obama going to pass this stupid health bill?! Help a sister out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-2352193302797479332?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2352193302797479332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-keepin-it-real-goes-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2352193302797479332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2352193302797479332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-keepin-it-real-goes-wrong.html' title='When Keepin it Real Goes Wrong'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-2028673874521000348</id><published>2009-09-07T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:57:26.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cake That Made Me Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SqWRZwmNxVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wbqITdAORjQ/s1600-h/p1000458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SqWRZwmNxVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wbqITdAORjQ/s320/p1000458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378865201691870546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mother's birthday is on tuesday and with my brothers girlfriend in town, we decided to cook a big dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizers: white bean and rosemary dip, crudites, and radish en croute (a name I made up) - toasted ciabatta with butter, radishes, a touch of salt and pepper. So simple and so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Garlic Shrimp, whole wheat pasta and mozzarella, lobster, and mixed veggies. We had spent about an hour preparing to make a vegetable napolean (roasted zucchini, squash, red peppers, eggplant, and mushrooms layered in between mozzarella cheese, baked in the oven for a quick 5 minutes to melt the cheese) - but a kitchen disaster quickly changed that. NOTE TO ALL - never put cold water in a hot dish and vice versa. IT WILL BREAK! No one was injured, but we lost a pirex dish and the oven was splattered with glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: So, for my moms birthday I made her a 3 layer caramel cake. Talk about a cake! I started cooking it at 4 pm and finished at 7. Everything was homemade, including the frosting. we used 5 sticks of butter and alot of brown sugar. I literally cried when I finished putting the frosting on. It was so beautiful. And it tasted even better. OH MY GOD.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SqWdfZhaVRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2bhixIhZ_Jk/s1600-h/IMG_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SqWdfZhaVRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2bhixIhZ_Jk/s200/IMG_1202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378878492716455186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SqWdfx5aNcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PhJhYc2YMWw/s1600-h/IMG_1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SqWdfx5aNcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PhJhYc2YMWw/s200/IMG_1207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378878499259561410" 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/3561565302047024658-2028673874521000348?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2028673874521000348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/09/cake-that-made-me-cry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2028673874521000348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2028673874521000348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/09/cake-that-made-me-cry.html' title='The Cake That Made Me Cry'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SqWRZwmNxVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wbqITdAORjQ/s72-c/p1000458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-41121286696060010</id><published>2009-08-13T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:08:32.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Split Pea Soup and Bruschetta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SoTU2eGJYkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ct_aKBdNV-s/s1600-h/bruschetta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SoTU2eGJYkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ct_aKBdNV-s/s320/bruschetta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369650687989342786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SoTU1xBVoJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zNeF9mofosE/s1600-h/split+pea+soup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SoTU1xBVoJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zNeF9mofosE/s320/split+pea+soup.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369650675889578130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Split Pea soup for lunch and bruschetta for dinner. I was fully inspired by "Julie and Julia." I just want to cook and eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-41121286696060010?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/41121286696060010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/08/split-pea-soup-and-bruschetta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/41121286696060010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/41121286696060010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/08/split-pea-soup-and-bruschetta.html' title='Split Pea Soup and Bruschetta'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SoTU2eGJYkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ct_aKBdNV-s/s72-c/bruschetta.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-8787471616326151390</id><published>2009-08-13T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:30:48.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week At A Glance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SoRpzouJo3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/ocvH-ji9-9k/s1600-h/yea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SoRpzouJo3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/ocvH-ji9-9k/s320/yea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369532991557706610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a job interview that went well. Will I take it.. now that's the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- scheduled a meeting for a fall internship with ABC. very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a great audition. always feels good to have one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wrote another song. it's very funky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- first table read of a play I was just cast in. I play a villian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only Thursday, but I have many things up my sleeve. I plan on making split pea soup, bruschetta, and cinnamon chicken this week. All new recipes. I hope they turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see a matinee of 500 days of summer someday this week. Just me and myself. And I will treat myself to popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the rest of the week is eventful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-8787471616326151390?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8787471616326151390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-week-at-glance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8787471616326151390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8787471616326151390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-week-at-glance.html' title='This Week At A Glance'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SoRpzouJo3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/ocvH-ji9-9k/s72-c/yea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-8937338615545579739</id><published>2009-08-09T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:44:16.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Wizards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sn78B2ShJ9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-AwD_l3RGHo/s1600-h/herbie-lang-lang--main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sn78B2ShJ9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-AwD_l3RGHo/s320/herbie-lang-lang--main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368004914555463634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see these 2 guys at the Hollywood Bowl last night. First off, the Hollywood Bowl is such an amazing venue. 18,000 people, open air facility situated in the Mountains of Hollywood - very nice. The LA Philharmonic played behind them and it was just a great show, esp. for musicians. It was purely about the music, and boy did it sound good! They also had Josh Groban as a special guest. That was pretty awesome. Made me want to practice piano more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-8937338615545579739?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8937338615545579739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/08/piano-wizards.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8937338615545579739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8937338615545579739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/08/piano-wizards.html' title='Piano Wizards'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sn78B2ShJ9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-AwD_l3RGHo/s72-c/herbie-lang-lang--main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-3088733002289012257</id><published>2009-08-02T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:02:48.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi It's Been A Long Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgnn2qONI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rmJlK_oDKMU/s1600-h/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;Wow, I feel like I've abandoned "Diva Please." I'm back though. Took a little hiatus, traveled to NY, sang at a wedding in Massachusetts, began blogging for Backstage.com. Here's a peek through (what else): photos of food.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgnn2qONI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rmJlK_oDKMU/s1600-h/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgnn2qONI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rmJlK_oDKMU/s320/IMG_1155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365582239887931602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cupcakes i made today. Yellow cake with almond milk chocolate frosting. yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgnTVf9KI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jui0PL846Jo/s1600-h/IMG_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgnTVf9KI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jui0PL846Jo/s320/IMG_1137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365582234380137634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pizza from Adrienne's in NY. i dreammmmm of this pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgnPQladI/AAAAAAAAAHU/cMZC0YhAICM/s1600-h/IMG_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgnPQladI/AAAAAAAAAHU/cMZC0YhAICM/s320/IMG_1117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365582233285781970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorizo patatas. and white wine in mugs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgmiGt6nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2QuT8AmBFVo/s1600-h/IMG_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgmiGt6nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2QuT8AmBFVo/s320/IMG_1107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365582221164800626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rib sampler and sweet potato fries (with maple dip) from Blue Smoke. Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgmJEAJOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/h1q7v8srNLQ/s1600-h/IMG_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgmJEAJOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/h1q7v8srNLQ/s320/IMG_1031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365582214442525922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;decent mexican food on 2nd ave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-3088733002289012257?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3088733002289012257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-its-been-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3088733002289012257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3088733002289012257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-its-been-long-time.html' title='Hi It&apos;s Been A Long Time'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SnZgnn2qONI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rmJlK_oDKMU/s72-c/IMG_1155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-1811213694563579548</id><published>2009-06-21T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:14:33.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascinating</title><content type='html'>Some things i've come to realize:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Californians love to use the word "bomb"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jenna: My mom got these bomb ass burritos at Ralphs. Wanna try one?&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: Bomb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;New York has a specialty store for everything, where as here in LA, things can be found in one lumped place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New York: Peanut Butter and Co, Mamouns falafel, Pluck U wings&lt;br /&gt;California: Hot wings at Pizza Hut, salads and wraps at Jamba Juice: nothing special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The world will begin to take shape for you only when you start to truly love and believe in yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Average girl: I'm not that pretty and I don't have much to offer.&lt;br /&gt;Bomb girl: Do you have a job, money in the bank, good friends, and future prospects?&lt;br /&gt;Average girl: No...&lt;br /&gt;Bomb: Exactly, honey. Love yoself and then the world can start loving you back.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-1811213694563579548?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1811213694563579548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/fascinating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/1811213694563579548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/1811213694563579548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/fascinating.html' title='Fascinating'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-5354415766660671704</id><published>2009-06-21T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:12:53.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>On Friday we had a joint celebratory dinner: fathers day and my birthday. We went to this bomb restaurant in los feliz called The Vermont. Los Feliz is really cute and the community seemed tight knit. I had a kobe beef burger. Sooo good. I love a good hamburger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sj6TuVT8j4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/GC6wy2msDNE/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sj6TuVT8j4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/GC6wy2msDNE/s320/IMG_0912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349875831566798722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did shots with the fam. First one was a chocolate cake shot, second one was a wedding cake shot. THEY WERE AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sj6TuR0KXuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rmZZtuywX4k/s1600-h/IMG_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sj6TuR0KXuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rmZZtuywX4k/s320/IMG_0913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349875830628179682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I made waffles for dad. This picture says it all: Obama, flowers, "I can't believe it's not butter", waffles, and orange juice. Divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sj6Tug9yorI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_CzIqSUgK-I/s1600-h/IMG_0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sj6Tug9yorI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_CzIqSUgK-I/s320/IMG_0919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349875834695099058" 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/3561565302047024658-5354415766660671704?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5354415766660671704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5354415766660671704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5354415766660671704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers Day'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sj6TuVT8j4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/GC6wy2msDNE/s72-c/IMG_0912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-4732437427314476213</id><published>2009-06-18T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:36:00.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF vs CPK</title><content type='html'>My mom is back in town for a few days. I decided to cook a japanese stir fry of sorts with udon noodles. It was like chicken lo mein. It was one of the best things i've cooked, i must say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjsUSx6_-QI/AAAAAAAAAGU/31PW2xhyDIs/s1600-h/IMG_0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjsUSx6_-QI/AAAAAAAAAGU/31PW2xhyDIs/s320/IMG_0899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348891295303596290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to be a model on the finale of "Shear Genius" but I didn't contact the lady in enough time, so she offered me the next best thing: to be in the audience. I invited Corinne and Lindsey but after waiting around for an hour with only warm water bottles and a 24 pack of chips from costco (we were promised snacks and non-alcoholic beverages, not middle schools snacks!), we decided to just leave. We hung out in Hollywood and ate at CPK. I personally was rooting for TGIF's (jack daniels chicken is so bomb.) We wanted a celebrity sighting, but no such luck. We were all hoping for Shia La Beauf to show up somewhere. Where is he?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjsUTCJ239I/AAAAAAAAAGc/XTuz1WV8BFc/s1600-h/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjsUTCJ239I/AAAAAAAAAGc/XTuz1WV8BFc/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348891299660881874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be seeing this guy in a little over a month. I miss him and New York and subways and walking everywhere! July can't come soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjsUTfHYDfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SGTSNydTo8Y/s1600-h/Photo+67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjsUTfHYDfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SGTSNydTo8Y/s320/Photo+67.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348891307435101682" 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/3561565302047024658-4732437427314476213?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4732437427314476213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/tgif-vs-cpk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4732437427314476213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4732437427314476213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/tgif-vs-cpk.html' title='TGIF vs CPK'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjsUSx6_-QI/AAAAAAAAAGU/31PW2xhyDIs/s72-c/IMG_0899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-364123131098751101</id><published>2009-06-11T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:05:02.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjFGKSOvJsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eIssbWCHDTY/s1600-h/IMG_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjFGKSOvJsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eIssbWCHDTY/s320/IMG_0894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346131375171774146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite part of Indian food is the bread. This is paratha. When you pan fry it, it puffs up and gets really flaky and buttery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjFGKE5c5KI/AAAAAAAAAGE/K944TwWM1cs/s1600-h/IMG_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjFGKE5c5KI/AAAAAAAAAGE/K944TwWM1cs/s320/IMG_0890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346131371592836258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The udon soup I made. It was even better the second day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Currently reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Artists Way&lt;/span&gt; by Julia Cameron and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know Why The Caged Bird Sings&lt;/span&gt; by Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching: The Graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently drinking: Roasted Almond Tea with half and half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently eating: Greek Yogurt with orange blossom honey, strawberries, and granola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3561565302047024658-364123131098751101?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/364123131098751101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/364123131098751101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/364123131098751101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SjFGKSOvJsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eIssbWCHDTY/s72-c/IMG_0894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-7705909523472184650</id><published>2009-06-09T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:10:51.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on a roll</title><content type='html'>I've been cooking all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: banana, strawberry, raspberry, blueberry smoothie with soy milk and honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Udon soup with veggies and chicken dumplings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: chicken tikka masala with some indian side dishes (that i'll probably get from TJ's) and paratha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: I'm thinking...cookie dough malt?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-7705909523472184650?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7705909523472184650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-roll.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/7705909523472184650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/7705909523472184650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-roll.html' title='on a roll'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-4485884141944488692</id><published>2009-06-08T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:38:24.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been awhile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Si1nqMLEylI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4TzvDDcU7t0/s1600-h/pinkberry-pomegranate-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Si1nqMLEylI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4TzvDDcU7t0/s320/pinkberry-pomegranate-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345042307278490194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked my 10 day flight to NY in July. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt; excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried the pomegrante pinkberry flavor yesterday. Thumbs up, AND they have fresh pitted cherries as a topping option! Next month they're gonna have tangerines as an option. Gotta love Pinkberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In homage to amsterdam, I'm gonna bike ride. It's sort of embarrassing though. No one (at least where I live) bike rides or walks, so I'd be a lone ranger on the streets. But who cares what people think, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-4485884141944488692?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4485884141944488692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4485884141944488692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4485884141944488692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-awhile.html' title='it&apos;s been awhile!'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Si1nqMLEylI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4TzvDDcU7t0/s72-c/pinkberry-pomegranate-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-931387662657822682</id><published>2009-06-04T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:02:15.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DefJam Rapstar: Day two and three</title><content type='html'>Lots of media people showed up the 2nd and 3rd day: ESPN, gamespy, THE FOUNDER OF DEFJAM INTERACTIVE! Kevin Liles is big stuff in the record industry. At 30 years old, he was the President of DefJam Music Group and is now the Executive VP for Warner Music Group. He was there watching the demos we did for media folk. Look, this game is gonna blow up. I don't play video games and I'd buy it. I can't wait for it to come out. We wrapped up today and there was an after party with more Patron than I've ever seen, and I've never seen Patron, so there. I didn't stay long, but I'm sure they had fun. Here are some pics of the loft:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy3MEkXyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Jay8iEroTwY/s1600-h/IMG_0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy3MEkXyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Jay8iEroTwY/s320/IMG_0881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343717619078029090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stairwell leading to the roof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy3VLErSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wCXr90y_lkk/s1600-h/IMG_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy3VLErSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wCXr90y_lkk/s320/IMG_0877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343717621521231138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the roof. view of Downtown LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy2YxnWpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jGbCNbnueC8/s1600-h/IMG_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy2YxnWpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jGbCNbnueC8/s320/IMG_0866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343717605308324498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the hallway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy3vY2sgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aexs8v3ywK0/s1600-h/IMG_0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy3vY2sgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aexs8v3ywK0/s320/IMG_0886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343717628558356994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; infamous kobe beef sliders. I'll be dreaming of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy2hZlBNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZwKszrg-Jds/s1600-h/IMG_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy2hZlBNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZwKszrg-Jds/s320/IMG_0869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343717607623427282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fridges were stocked with these, as well as perrier, beer, and cokes. The new Berry Cherry vitamin water is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-931387662657822682?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/931387662657822682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/defjam-rapstar-day-two-and-three.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/931387662657822682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/931387662657822682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/defjam-rapstar-day-two-and-three.html' title='DefJam Rapstar: Day two and three'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Siiy3MEkXyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Jay8iEroTwY/s72-c/IMG_0881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-1360044171037194267</id><published>2009-06-02T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:59:48.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DefJam Rapstar: Day One</title><content type='html'>E3 is this week at the convention center. As apart of the events, they're testing a new video game called DefJam Rapster (rock band for rappers and hip hop folk) for the next 3 days at the sick loft in Downtown L.A. (Pictures to come tomorrow.) We're basically getting paid to look good, mingle, play a bomb video game, and eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; well. For example, for dinner we had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kobe beef sliders with blue cheese aioli and crispy fried onions&lt;br /&gt;brie and fig quesadillas&lt;br /&gt;gazpacho with shrimp&lt;br /&gt;tuscan chicken skewers&lt;br /&gt;fresh ahi tuna in small ice cream cones!&lt;br /&gt;veggies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only con is that it's far away, so I'm gonna take the metro there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-1360044171037194267?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1360044171037194267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/defjam-rapstar-day-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/1360044171037194267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/1360044171037194267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/defjam-rapstar-day-one.html' title='DefJam Rapstar: Day One'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-9086954238781450475</id><published>2009-06-01T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:30:46.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm getting chubby.&lt;br /&gt;I MUST EXERCISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm eating things like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiTGS6SE5aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/z1gX5I7pgso/s1600-h/IMG_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiTGS6SE5aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/z1gX5I7pgso/s320/IMG_0859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342613086153270690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baked mac n cheese. My first attempt at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that I'm not motivated to run. I'd happily go to a yoga or dance class, but in California, those cost $15 and I'm trying to save all my money for my July NYC trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointment :( Where's GTG when I need him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/phyllistoney/Desktop/IMG_0859.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/phyllistoney/Desktop/IMG_0859.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/phyllistoney/Desktop/IMG_0859.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-9086954238781450475?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/9086954238781450475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-no.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/9086954238781450475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/9086954238781450475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-no.html' title='Oh no'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiTGS6SE5aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/z1gX5I7pgso/s72-c/IMG_0859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-4546976909104765022</id><published>2009-05-31T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:09:13.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>post grad life is weird. that's all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avocado honey mask for 20 minutes on my face: the best thing i've ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw UP. as my brother says, "it tugs at the heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had another sleepover last night, this time with my dear old friend Sarita. We watched the Sex and the City movie. Don't we all wish we could be like them?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-4546976909104765022?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4546976909104765022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4546976909104765022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4546976909104765022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-5991631860524763233</id><published>2009-05-30T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:55:12.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiF-yOacpnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/nAR9yo7Ub9I/s1600-h/IMG_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiF-yOacpnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/nAR9yo7Ub9I/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341690034365703794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I belong to a group of friends called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;CCLADY&lt;/span&gt;: our initials. Corinne Chloe Lindsey Ashley Dominique Yazmin! we've been close friends for 6 years now. Last night, Yazmin and Lindsey came over for a sleepover. While we waited for the pizza to arrive, Lindsey (our resident bartender and makeup artist) made strawberry lime margaritas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiF9Yz7Gp5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/NjyeIPBTu70/s1600-h/IMG_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiF9Yz7Gp5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/NjyeIPBTu70/s320/IMG_0844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341688498246559634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pizza came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we made cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiF_jZQf6xI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bgzw-9-uUj0/s1600-h/IMG_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiF_jZQf6xI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bgzw-9-uUj0/s320/IMG_0850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341690879090354962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We spent the night watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So You Think You Can Dance. &lt;/span&gt;Hilarious. One of our favorite things to watch when we're together (along with Coming To America, Chappelle's Show.) It'll be nice when all 6 of us can get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-5991631860524763233?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5991631860524763233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/ladies-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5991631860524763233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/5991631860524763233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/ladies-night.html' title='Ladies Night!'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SiF-yOacpnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/nAR9yo7Ub9I/s72-c/IMG_0858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-6240925887519494325</id><published>2009-05-27T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T01:12:19.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't Misbehavin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sh4yZD0R9sI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VWiEq8wv3Ek/s1600-h/AM_282x184.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sh4yZD0R9sI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VWiEq8wv3Ek/s320/AM_282x184.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340761614210692802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this show tonight at the Mark Taper Forum. Wonderfully magically. I was transported to Harlem in the 1920's. My dad knew half the cast and musicians, so we went backstage and said hello to everyone. Most of the actors were bicoastal. And all were so gracious. That's what the theatre should be about. Talented, humble individuals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-6240925887519494325?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6240925887519494325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/aint-misbehavin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/6240925887519494325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/6240925887519494325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/aint-misbehavin.html' title='Ain&apos;t Misbehavin'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sh4yZD0R9sI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VWiEq8wv3Ek/s72-c/AM_282x184.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-1150747233942865592</id><published>2009-05-26T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:27:45.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping: Part Deux</title><content type='html'>new skirt, sandals, earrings, dress, and 2 shirts. i call it a graduation present to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also my mom's last day home. she's touring with aerosmith this summer. It just keeps getting lonelier and lonelier. I find myself longing to connect with old friends here: elementary school friends, high school theatre friends, anyone. Oh, and I found free yoga classes in the valley and $10 bikram classes :) I'm off to do my hair and watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;House of Sand and Fog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-1150747233942865592?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1150747233942865592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping-part-deux.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/1150747233942865592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/1150747233942865592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping-part-deux.html' title='Shopping: Part Deux'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-3673389901632268994</id><published>2009-05-25T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:07:36.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping: Part Un</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sht5Ad_v0uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/usS-dnii2vI/s1600-h/60792163-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sht5Ad_v0uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/usS-dnii2vI/s320/60792163-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339994832136819426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I bought running/exercise shoes. I had never heard of the brand: Diadora. They're black and cute. I can't wait to start exercising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I purchased this dress. It was love at first sight. I'll wear it on my 22nd birthday, which is less than a month away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More shopping tomorrow. I realized that I hadn't purchased anything new last semester and I had the sudden urge to spend spend spend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-3673389901632268994?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3673389901632268994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping-part-un.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3673389901632268994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3673389901632268994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping-part-un.html' title='Shopping: Part Un'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/Sht5Ad_v0uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/usS-dnii2vI/s72-c/60792163-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-2604716480400409502</id><published>2009-05-24T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:10:44.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShoP6SG4JpI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ki2wLfbdFmI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShoP6SG4JpI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ki2wLfbdFmI/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339597802168657554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShoP5wfzgNI/AAAAAAAAADk/WKBxx2nnJhI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShoP5wfzgNI/AAAAAAAAADk/WKBxx2nnJhI/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339597793146405074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home to prepare for our guests for dinner (My brother Jay and his girlfriend Tiffani!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered a mommy bird and a daddy bird who had created a nest in our atrium. They're going to have a baby and they decided to play house, all sweetly and safely perched at our house. It was very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made dinner again. Mediterranean stuffed chicken (kalamata olives, feta cheese, sundried tomatoes, asparagus tips), candied walnuts and cranberry acorn squash salad, and roasted honey-balsamic broccoli. For dessert: magic bars! (graham cracker crust with butte&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShoOkkYumVI/AAAAAAAAADU/i7oJ_oRmBvk/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShoOkkYumVI/AAAAAAAAADU/i7oJ_oRmBvk/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339596329606617426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rscotch and chocolate chips, coconut, with a caramel topping. GTG had a cool idea to replace the coconut with marshmallows. I will def. do that next time.) Oh, and sangria. 2 glasses took me over the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShoOkMj63KI/AAAAAAAAADE/yFSIVM7nxtQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShoOkMj63KI/AAAAAAAAADE/yFSIVM7nxtQ/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339596323211107490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;top!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-2604716480400409502?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2604716480400409502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2604716480400409502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/2604716480400409502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-afternoon.html' title='Sunday Afternoon'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShoP6SG4JpI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ki2wLfbdFmI/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-4163737338039325243</id><published>2009-05-24T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:29:38.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 is the loneliest number. 2 is not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShkD1qrzrbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MmKk3xMowyw/s1600-h/little_foxes_billing_web3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShkD1qrzrbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MmKk3xMowyw/s320/little_foxes_billing_web3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339303053750414770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing one of my best friends Lindsey tonight perked me up so much! We went to Pasadena (one of my favorite places in L.A.) to see a play at the Pasadena Playhouse called "The Little Foxes" by Lillian Hellma&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;A good family friend named Yvette Cason (she played Beyonce's mom in "Dreamgirls") was in the play. She was the best part of it because the rest of the show was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;VERY BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not like NY theatre at all. Not even like ETW theatre. I swear I saw better Independent Projects than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I realized: theatre in L.A. is for older people. Old white people. That's who's getting cast and that's who goes to see it. I def. didn't leave new york to do theatre in los angeles, so I think i'll stick with what seems to be a younger persons genre: TV. Unless an amazing musical comes to this city, I don't think I'll be cast in very many turn of the century plays where the word "nigger" is thrown around every 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Lindsey and I rounded out our night by going to another favorite spot of ours: The Cheesecake Factory! We sat at the bar, where I filled my stomach with spicy chicken taquitos, pomegranite (sp?) margaritas, and hot chocolate. So good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-4163737338039325243?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4163737338039325243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-is-loneliest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4163737338039325243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/4163737338039325243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-is-loneliest.html' title='1 is the loneliest number. 2 is not!'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShkD1qrzrbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MmKk3xMowyw/s72-c/little_foxes_billing_web3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-3334890071005629585</id><published>2009-05-23T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:34:53.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daydreaming about:</title><content type='html'>amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;GTG&lt;br /&gt;what everyone in NY is doing&lt;br /&gt;being on a tv show&lt;br /&gt;starting a band&lt;br /&gt;summer dresses and sandals&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows dinner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-3334890071005629585?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3334890071005629585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/daydreaming-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3334890071005629585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/3334890071005629585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/daydreaming-about.html' title='daydreaming about:'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-7608756184616615053</id><published>2009-05-22T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:31:10.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how i spent my friday night:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SheB4cFEWhI/AAAAAAAAABA/fHlzA5-BNsM/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SheB4cFEWhI/AAAAAAAAABA/fHlzA5-BNsM/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338878689881119250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SheBuqzQXNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yDYCOlyCSLs/s1600-h/IMG_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SheBuqzQXNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yDYCOlyCSLs/s320/IMG_0810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338878522034248914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made dinner tonight! Turkey chili and texas cornbread (the kind with corn kernels and cheese and jalapenos!) It was very good, if I may say so myself. We finally went grocery shopping. There's nothing worse than empty pantry cabinets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-7608756184616615053?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7608756184616615053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/dom-cook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/7608756184616615053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/7608756184616615053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/dom-cook.html' title='how i spent my friday night:'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/SheB4cFEWhI/AAAAAAAAABA/fHlzA5-BNsM/s72-c/IMG_0815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-8868050197820249633</id><published>2009-05-21T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:31:28.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 To Do</title><content type='html'>Things I'd like to accomplish every day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Brush teeth and wash face before going to bed (I often fall asleep prior to doing this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 5-8 glasses of water. (So hard to do!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Practice piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Exercise: dance class, yoga, or tennis (the thing that sucks about being back in California is that I eat and go back to sitting on my butt. I'm literally always full.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Check backstage west everyday! (someone very smart said "if you aren't auditioning, you are aren't doing your job.")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-8868050197820249633?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8868050197820249633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/top-5-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8868050197820249633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8868050197820249633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/top-5-to-do.html' title='Top 5 To Do'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561565302047024658.post-8142645039087474424</id><published>2009-05-21T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:30:07.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years gone by so fast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShX6J8vatEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KtL6Z1MLhJY/s1600-h/n8905789_32838574_7029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShX6J8vatEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KtL6Z1MLhJY/s320/n8905789_32838574_7029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338447982148367426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I decided to start a blog because I am no longer in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; :( and felt this would be a nice way to feel connected to people/let folks know I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kicking&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3561565302047024658-8142645039087474424?l=divaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8142645039087474424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-years-gone-by-so-fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8142645039087474424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561565302047024658/posts/default/8142645039087474424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divaplease.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-years-gone-by-so-fast.html' title='4 years gone by so fast.'/><author><name>dtoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587854593305819273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShhzkxVhJJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CWL_r95Zw5o/S220/n8905789_32838577_7926.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOLoQsWSc4w/ShX6J8vatEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KtL6Z1MLhJY/s72-c/n8905789_32838574_7029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
