<?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-5947224</id><updated>2012-01-18T22:38:23.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Seconds</title><subtitle type='html'>News, Muse and More in NYC</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-6214196364024306254</id><published>2011-12-12T00:15:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T17:02:42.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi Lovely People,It's as if I blinked and somehow a whole year went by... yikes! Where did the time go? Pinterest. Music.Twitter.SynchronicityCoincidencesLoveMagicthoughtssuch asi=awareness/you=awareness/just us/just awareness/no separation/only love.************May your holiday seasonbe filled with the brightest joyand unparalleled happiness available &lt;3*************love,stella</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6214196364024306254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=6214196364024306254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/6214196364024306254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/6214196364024306254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2011/12/hi-beautiful-people-its-as-if-i-blinked.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JOwoF9oZ1wo/Tubf_oAoaAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6ua2PxRhc_I/s72-c/field2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-2268894530552668365</id><published>2011-04-07T23:00:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T00:57:11.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An Ode to the OldFor those of you who once read this blog or are brave and courageous enough to follow it even now ;) ,  I just thought -  you get it, you understand a small part of me sprinkled throughout the pages of this blog...thank you, it is appreciated more than you know!  &lt;3xoxo,stella</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2268894530552668365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=2268894530552668365' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/2268894530552668365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/2268894530552668365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/ode-to-old-for-those-of-you-who-once.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eE63Twto5pY/TZ58annXqlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cAETOlu3UU4/s72-c/hellsk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-2498559177869886084</id><published>2010-02-11T17:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:43:00.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It really did snow in NY!Funny how the snow storm didn't feel real until it fell upon the city...ah New York, I love you xx! And with quick efficiency, the snow is already starting to melt and fade away...until next time!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2498559177869886084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=2498559177869886084' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/2498559177869886084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/2498559177869886084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-really-did-snow-in-ny-funny-how-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/S3SG9ILpFMI/AAAAAAAAADM/Pj2d2XB0Lu4/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-4014042938365581085</id><published>2010-02-03T20:04:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T14:15:26.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my goodness, I'm addicted to Lost! I tried to fight it for so long, because everyone talked about how great it was and blah, blah...and I didn't want to be like everyone else, but for the final season I figured it was going to be either now or never. And now I'm hooked. Just like that. Oh well, I'm pretty easy that way. That's like Vampire Weekend for me. At first, I was like eh, they're not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4014042938365581085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=4014042938365581085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/4014042938365581085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/4014042938365581085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-my-goodness-im-addicted-to-lost-i.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-3057904617410525956</id><published>2009-12-30T14:22:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:07:11.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been forever since I've written...Well, looking back here's a quick recap of what I did/or didn't do alot of this year!1)Started freelance writing.2)Met some sweet 20somethings.3)Tried to learn how to sew.4)Didn't sew too much. :/5)Nor practice yoga either...That's about it. Music-wise, some of my favorite albums/artists of 2009 include:(in no particular order)1) Hospice by The Antlers2) XX </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3057904617410525956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=3057904617410525956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/3057904617410525956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/3057904617410525956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/gosh-its-been-forever-since-ive-written.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/Szup4CQly4I/AAAAAAAAACA/k3alilJ-Yfk/s72-c/elperro1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-2735062379223576595</id><published>2009-06-15T17:47:00.053-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:57:12.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shout Out to My Urban TribeIf you'd like, please feel free to join me at Evolver.net, where I volunteer, and double-post your blogs if you'd like to write about social change, consciousness, evolution, love, synchronicity, ect  - all the wonderful things I know that you already are -  because in fact, you are my original tribe and have always been. Plus the world could use a little of your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2735062379223576595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=2735062379223576595' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/2735062379223576595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/2735062379223576595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/shout-out-to-my-urban-tribe-if-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-6344879785178805400</id><published>2008-10-01T19:57:00.099-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:20:52.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>((((Hello))))Updates and ramblings...so if you somehow stumbled upon my neglected page, i'm sorry for taking so long to update, but thank you and welcome...it's a rainy evening here in nyc, me, a glass of wine, listening to something blue, although i'm feeling pretty up.what have i been doing these past two years you may ask, i am too quite honestly... falling in love, falling into despair, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6344879785178805400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=6344879785178805400' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/6344879785178805400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/6344879785178805400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-updates-and-ramblings.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-5152499603676044054</id><published>2008-01-04T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T09:05:30.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>H-A-P-P-Y N-E-W Y-E-A-R!!I will write again.I will write again.I will write again.I will write again.:)Thanks for hanging by - I'm fully up and running again. lol.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5152499603676044054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=5152499603676044054' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/5152499603676044054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/5152499603676044054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/h-p-p-y-n-e-w-y-e-r-i-will-write-again.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-8686199799307579038</id><published>2007-04-27T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T12:38:29.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I officially have writer's block.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8686199799307579038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=8686199799307579038' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/8686199799307579038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/8686199799307579038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-i-officially-have-writers-block.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-116353334189369829</id><published>2006-11-14T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T13:43:45.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I lost myselfand reappearedJust like that.In an instant,everythingI thoughtwas gonecame back- truer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116353334189369829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=116353334189369829' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/116353334189369829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/116353334189369829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-lost-myself-and-reappeared-just-like.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-114177035146414353</id><published>2006-03-07T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T11:19:17.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>b r o o k l y n how beautifulthis silentfilm in black &amp; whiteand colorkeepsrunningthrough my head. i rewindpausefast-forwardfreeze(((cut))) oh whythesemini-snapshotsof timestilldancein mymindam i stilldreaming</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114177035146414353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=114177035146414353' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/114177035146414353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/114177035146414353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/b-r-o-o-k-l-y-n-how-beautiful-this.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-114003511892250990</id><published>2006-02-15T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T16:52:13.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> POSTCARDSEase of being,heaviness of thoughtwhere are you,the one I lost?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114003511892250990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=114003511892250990' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/114003511892250990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/114003511892250990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/postcards-ease-of-being-heaviness-of.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-113867732501064600</id><published>2006-01-30T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T17:21:51.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haventdisappeared yetinto thin airsomedaysi feelweightlesslikea piece ofpaperpicked upby thewindlostin a momenta placea timei've neverbeennor seennor felt.'tis the journeynot the destination...yeahyeahyeahi just wantto land.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113867732501064600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=113867732501064600' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/113867732501064600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/113867732501064600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-havent-disappeared-yet-into-thin-air.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-113453449750748045</id><published>2005-12-13T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:28:17.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The firstEvery woman has her firsts. First kiss, first love, first base.Me. I had a first mouse. In Brooklyn. In my bedroom, in my home. Shit. I was fucking scared. Out of my mind.(sorry for the language)I jumped up onto a stool. Fresh out of a shower. With a robe on and nothing else. My  heart was racing. It's tail flying past me. For a quick second, I almost thought it was cute. Almost. But I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113453449750748045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=113453449750748045' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/113453449750748045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/113453449750748045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-every-woman-has-her-firsts.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-113267368071517177</id><published>2005-11-22T10:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T22:49:14.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>David Bowie kidnapped me.(And I'm so full of sh**).Coming soon:The return of Stella.I promise.While listening to Ella Fitzgerald at work one day, I wrote a poem, trying to find my inner diva again and found I lost that sultry lady behind spectacles, spreadsheets, cells, columns and number crunching. Suddenly, it dawned on me that without realizing it, I've turned into Debbie from Accounting.She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113267368071517177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=113267368071517177' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/113267368071517177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/113267368071517177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/11/david-bowie-kidnapped-me.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-113017462051158676</id><published>2005-10-24T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T23:29:02.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deep sleep in a dream world.This is only a dream.Part IDid I dream of you last night or reinvent a past? I don’t know. Maybe a little bit of both. In the dream: We. Reunited. On a boat. Canoe? Travelling through crystal waters and a beautiful river surrounded by columns and canyons. This was our fairytale life from ancient ages. Pink streaks and majestic purple dashed the heaven-like sky. We were</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113017462051158676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=113017462051158676' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/113017462051158676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/113017462051158676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/deep-sleep-in-dream-world.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112844168836039842</id><published>2005-10-04T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T09:51:57.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Night ScryingClouds dance against the backdrop of a midnight sky, I silently watch moving images pass before me. First of a broken-heart with an arrow through it, followed by a hand reaching towards it. Then a house.Symbols written across the skies tells stories of a time. My story? Or another? Leaves me with too much to read, especially in this tale, where I am only part-one of two.Back inside, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112844168836039842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112844168836039842' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112844168836039842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112844168836039842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/night-scrying-clouds-dance-against.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112724381837045472</id><published>2005-09-20T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T20:37:55.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>20 Bucks in the East Village:Andrew Jackson, Me and ManhattanSince moving to Brooklyn, I've been experiencing strange, indescribable separation longings for my beloved Manhattan. So, on Sunday, to remedy these manic withdrawls, I took the train and got off at Third Avenue. No agenda, no plan, just me, some shops and the familiar sidewalks of gritty E. Village.Place 1: Perfume and essential oils .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112724381837045472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112724381837045472' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112724381837045472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112724381837045472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/20-bucks-in-east-village-andrew.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112654425277382432</id><published>2005-09-12T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T17:10:39.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MovingOnThis weekend,I had one friend break my heartand another one mend it.I found a piece of my past,and threw some of it away.Trashmemoriesboxestimeall wrapped upin thistinyframeof mineFive flight of stairsdown one spiral hallI said goodbye toa pastthat held no moreand it felt really good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112654425277382432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112654425277382432' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112654425277382432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112654425277382432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/moving-on-this-weekend-i-had-one.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112535119374531036</id><published>2005-08-29T17:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T14:28:03.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank You All for Your Comments!With your help,I had to give an impromptu speech this weekend at my best-friend's wedding. I'm not sure where it came from, but the words just fell out of my mouth and I said to the darling couple and a hundred plus people "It's hard not to believe in love when I see you two together..." (And quietly thinking of and thanking every one of you who encouraged me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112535119374531036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112535119374531036' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112535119374531036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112535119374531036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/thank-you-all-for-your-comments-with.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112472942680394468</id><published>2005-08-22T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T10:16:16.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>20-something cynics.Eight of us are sitting around a back-patio in Brooklyn. It was late Sunday afternoon. Catfish and burgers were fired up on the grill. We were drinking PBR's and Champagne like it was the fountain of our youth."Seriously, after two months, they just knew they wanted to marry..." my friend finishes telling her story.Complete silence. All of us were skeptical. Shaking our head </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112472942680394468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112472942680394468' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112472942680394468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112472942680394468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/20-something-cynics.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112446986338211118</id><published>2005-08-19T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T11:57:30.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keanu Reeves is hot.(And my mind is in the gutter :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112446986338211118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112446986338211118' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112446986338211118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112446986338211118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/keanu-reeves-is-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112294376847585515</id><published>2005-08-01T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T18:47:22.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Forever is a long time, but yesterday was an eternity.Eternity, I walked through my past, present and (potential) future. I woke up with ex-love's name on the tip of my lips, wondering if it was all just a dream. Like a dream you try to recall upon opening your eyes and waking.It shouldn't matter anymore. I had coffee to make and laundry to wash.And the memories had faded.Then my best-friend came</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112294376847585515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112294376847585515' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112294376847585515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112294376847585515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/forever-is-long-time-but-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112231726570723485</id><published>2005-07-25T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T20:44:39.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The wheels have turned,my heart still yearns foryou, reflection of my soul,I died a mini-deathsome time ago;The moment we metwas heaven sentwhen you crossedthe oceanin skies wide opencoming back toa remembered pastlong-lost lovesthat could not lastbegin againfrom the end(to be continued)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112231726570723485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112231726570723485' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112231726570723485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112231726570723485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/wheels-have-turned-my-heart-still.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112172521615498778</id><published>2005-07-18T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T12:36:19.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>doing a late night at work tonight and realise i got shit to write about. my brain is fried. this summer thing is making me slow. i went bra shopping during my lunch break, because i forgot to wear one. well, no, i didn't forget really, i just couldn't be bothered this morning.o.k. waiting for this report to fall into my lap.magically.waitingand waiting.it.feels.like.forever.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112172521615498778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112172521615498778' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112172521615498778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112172521615498778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/doing-late-night-at-work-tonight-and.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112117982240985947</id><published>2005-07-12T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T09:32:15.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Graffiti Dreams"Broken dreamsshattered glassI pick up piecesof my past;DispersedthroughoutNYdown bythe Bowery,inside Washington SquareI used to sitand gazeand dreammajesticcastlesin the skies.First wantsthat brought meto the Upper Westrushingfast past Wall.I rememberher, with nostalgia.Phases and stagesof becomingShe was youngand foolish,wise and fun.Awake, but stilldreaming.Come back,come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112117982240985947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112117982240985947' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112117982240985947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112117982240985947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/graffiti-dreams-broken-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-112076298608013402</id><published>2005-07-07T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T09:36:49.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On to important matters.Strange day.We received news about London.I'm saddened.Not because we lost the Olympic bid.No, I'm upset at politics.and the state of our international affairs.I feel like parting with a tear,Or wanting to hide, away.Or making the worlda small, better place to live. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112076298608013402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=112076298608013402' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112076298608013402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/112076298608013402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-to-important-matters.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111983330226991131</id><published>2005-06-26T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T09:37:47.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Les Jardins du Luxembourg 06/02/03, 3 pm, ParisI sat in the gardens, with pools of tears collecting in my eyes. Bright white clouds danced above my head. A lean, small man started to walk towards me. His eyes as blue and shining as the Mediterranean Sea.May I sit? he inquired.Oui. I am not good company. I replied in candor and looked away.He apppeared as mysterious as an apparition, with eyes of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111983330226991131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111983330226991131' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111983330226991131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111983330226991131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/les-jardins-du-luxembourg-060203-3-pm.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111954146328285728</id><published>2005-06-23T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T10:58:57.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"again and again "are you still watching me?(smile) I can feel your eyessoftly caressing myshoulders,slowly moving towards my face,just barely,touching my lips.Onestolen kissI hear youwhisperto my lips.okay -If it's just one,let's makeit a long,slow one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111954146328285728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111954146328285728' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111954146328285728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111954146328285728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/again-and-again-are-you-still-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111922323023300699</id><published>2005-06-19T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T21:14:28.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Birthday Dinner20 minutes late. I finally show up at the restaurant, at least in a cute green see-through skirt. My cabbie saw me going up to the wrong door and started pointing to the other entrance, shaking his head and laughing. Damn. I had to laugh at myself as well.Naturally, I'm seated at the very end of the table, next to the son of one of the guests, a curious pubescent 11-year old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111922323023300699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111922323023300699' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111922323023300699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111922323023300699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/birthday-dinner-20-minutes-late.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111911467593099740</id><published>2005-06-18T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T17:53:16.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogrolling and other things:#1 - My crush does the cutest things without even realizing it.Wait a minute maybe he does. Shit.----------------------------------------------------------------#2 - I would like to add links to other people's blog to this page, I just don't know how to get it from there to here. Does anyone know?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111911467593099740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111911467593099740' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111911467593099740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111911467593099740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/blogrolling-and-other-things-1-my.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111896817620461833</id><published>2005-06-16T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:58:07.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Could it beYou?This ache is familiar.I know it too well.There's only one personwho singsthis song of my soul.And it's you.Sweet you.How could I forget.(as I almost did)But all of youkept comingback to meThen, I became ill.a love sick illAnd I finally understood why.You remembered - this day.... a day so faraway.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111896817620461833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111896817620461833' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111896817620461833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111896817620461833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/could-it-be-you-this-ache-is-familiar.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111876031227475862</id><published>2005-06-14T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T21:37:54.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Tantalizing"Ticklingme with your looksof desirei have to turn awayand s-t-o-p myself. (okay, breathe)this instance so filled with longing and wantingtouching and yearning,Reaching. You can't do this.(you are forbidden, remember?)I.held.back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111876031227475862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111876031227475862' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111876031227475862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111876031227475862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/tantalizing-tickling-me-with-your.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111834447007961856</id><published>2005-06-09T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:51:52.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hung*Over(this is what happens the morning after you meet up with your best friend for dinner and drinks)you wake up at 5:30 am with a splitting headache.try going back to sleep for another 2 hours.get up insteadtake a showermake coffeemiss the filterget dressedput clothes on backwardsspend 30 minutes looking for the other pair of one shoe.barely make it into work.attack the water coolereat a pop</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111834447007961856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111834447007961856' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111834447007961856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111834447007961856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/hungover-this-is-what-happens-morning_09.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111823922097689348</id><published>2005-06-08T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T16:56:12.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I fell asleep thinking of you last night...make love to meunder a canopy of a thousandstars.if we should ever loseeach other (.... again)find medancingbeneathandromeda, pegasuscassiopeiathere, i willweaveour storyto rememberyou forever by.and create a constellationin the imageof you.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111823922097689348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111823922097689348' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111823922097689348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111823922097689348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/as-i-fell-asleep-thinking-of-you-last.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111773005768403163</id><published>2005-06-02T12:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T14:25:16.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One Indulgence Leads to AnotherI don't have a shoe fetish, but I have an everything else fetish: lingere, makeup, perfume, stockings, jewelry, handbags.Handbags - that's my thing.Guys with brown hair, shaved-hair, musicians, artists, dreamers, younger men, older men somewhere-in-the-middle men.I started this 'crush' thinking I would not actually like him.Books, old books, new books, red wines, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111773005768403163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111773005768403163' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111773005768403163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111773005768403163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-indulgence-leads-to-another-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111749659798811700</id><published>2005-05-30T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T17:40:43.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why I love New York22 years old, I got off the train with one suitcase in hand and one friend at the gate. He took me to my new home and led me to the front door. The entrance to my new life, I said to myself and took a deep breath. I was full of dreams and innocence, ambition and wonder...having no idea what was ahead of me.First magazine job interview: a publication advertised for adult readers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111749659798811700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111749659798811700' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111749659798811700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111749659798811700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-i-love-new-york-22-years-old-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111722686239031819</id><published>2005-05-27T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T00:07:15.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He makes me feel warm inside.I think I have a crush.An impossible one, yet totally sweet.it all started when he said "are you going to leave me?"and i saidyes. soon.someday.did he feelmy response?i did.and then i knew.first it was the thoughts.and then the dreams.now it'sbecome this.a softsweetgentleaffectionin my days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111722686239031819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111722686239031819' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111722686239031819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111722686239031819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/he-makes-me-feel-warm-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111686445032407611</id><published>2005-05-23T11:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:32:18.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Twist of FateThe moment so innocent, so irrelevant. In college, I went through this "lucky" streak where I kept winning free drinks from the bottle cap. 1 in 12 wins, it says. I'm no star in statistics, but I knew something was going for me those days. I was broke and poor, and free 20-oz colas became a fun and useful challenge for me.Yesterday, at the deli, I was about to purchase a soft-drink </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111686445032407611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111686445032407611' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111686445032407611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111686445032407611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/twist-of-fate-moment-so-innocent-so.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111661157368009359</id><published>2005-05-20T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T14:42:02.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'Bye Reggie.I got a little teary-eyed watching the final game last night. I know New Yorkers aren't supposed to like the the Pacers, but I was born in Indiana.And at least they're not the Lakers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111661157368009359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111661157368009359' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111661157368009359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111661157368009359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/bye-reggie.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111627267879691521</id><published>2005-05-16T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:30:41.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My life is MIAThere is really nothing exciting in my life these days!! Nothing at all. Not even a late-night, 20-something, I'm single and living in the city epiphany- nope, not even that. Just the usual of all usuals. A typical day in the city.It all started early this morning. I recognized an actress sitting across from me on the train. (How do they get such beautiful skin before 9 am?) At </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111627267879691521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111627267879691521' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111627267879691521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111627267879691521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-life-is-mia-there-is-really-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111532423408148743</id><published>2005-05-05T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:45:26.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>05.05.053 days, 3 years, 3 months agoI fell in love with you.strange isn't it howtime remained stillbetween two pointsof my life,one at the beginningand the otherthe endof the spectrum.If I could,I would goback in timefor you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111532423408148743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111532423408148743' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111532423408148743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111532423408148743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/05.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111454878780267991</id><published>2005-04-26T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T10:55:36.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[warning: this is a post about nothing]long gone are my streaks of blond, as my hair was dyed jet black over the weekend.my poor boss, last week he thought i was sad and lost, this week he must be convinced.something is up, he wonders. i can read his mind. escpecially on mornings when i come in super late. speaking of super late, i was standing by the elevator, and my hot crush, from months ago, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111454878780267991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111454878780267991' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111454878780267991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111454878780267991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/warning-this-is-post-about-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111411290251753558</id><published>2005-04-21T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T15:37:03.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Isolationism &amp; The Urban DemiseThere's a running debate in the City these days. Is it time to leave NY? Everyone I know is searching for greener pastures, a place that delivers greater happiness.The city of creative dreams can also be the city of rude awakenings.I tell my best-friend, " go before you hate new york..."To myself, I think, "how crazy am I that no matter how miserable I am in NY, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111411290251753558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111411290251753558' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111411290251753558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111411290251753558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/isolationism-and-some-are-even-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111378458363043673</id><published>2005-04-18T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T12:01:28.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is this itI went on a walk yesterday. deep in serious thought. trying to figure how i was to deal with my ex, and his memory. I called for a sign. If a see one, then I will write him. Next, I walked into a store. And bought my way into oblivion. On the way home, I see a huge advertisment of a sign ( a Norwegian cruise ship), but didn't pay any attention to it. Came home and sat in front of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111378458363043673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111378458363043673' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111378458363043673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111378458363043673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-this-it-i-went-on-walk-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111368141160130358</id><published>2005-04-16T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:33:49.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I brought you with meon my new date yesterday.No matter where I go, who I'm withYou arethere.Thoughts of youstill hang around.It is haunting.I am scared.I can't take youwith me,wherever I go.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111368141160130358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111368141160130358' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111368141160130358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111368141160130358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-brought-you-with-me-on-my-new-date.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111350387506697675</id><published>2005-04-14T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:09:59.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(In) Famous Quotations by Stella'In this relationship, he buys the pants, and I wear them...' Speech to my future kids:"Mommy, where do babies come from?""Alcohol..." I'll reply.The Valley of Lost Boyfriends - This is a place where missing boyfriends actually wind up. Quite suddenly, one day your boyfriend disappears, right out of thin air, and enters the Valley of Lost Boyfriends. You don't hear</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111350387506697675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111350387506697675' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111350387506697675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111350387506697675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-famous-quotations-by-stella-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111326892871773320</id><published>2005-04-11T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T00:37:09.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>only mei had to go to a party tonight. a small departmental gathering. intimate setting, expensive wine and lots of cheap conversation. i have this rule now, when Annie goes home, i have to leave too, b/c i always get into trouble when she's not there and i can't mix open bar, free food, and work people on my own. she's my barometer for allowed drunken behavoir.so, i leave early at a decent hour,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111326892871773320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111326892871773320' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111326892871773320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111326892871773320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/only-me-i-had-to-go-to-party-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111272382495398137</id><published>2005-04-05T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T15:10:29.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Older Men and Memory LossOn my way to lunch, I ran into the older man (we work in the same building):"Hey, what happened?" He pressed."Er... um... my parents are in town ... and I've been real busy upstairs, y'know ... the weather and stuff," I said fumbling for words."I mean, why haven't you written me back?"My reply: Blank stare. Look of confusion. Loss of speech.He continues, "Well, I guess </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111272382495398137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111272382495398137' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111272382495398137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111272382495398137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/older-men-and-memory-loss-on-my-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111255570518834956</id><published>2005-04-03T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T11:45:55.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New York DatingIn the city that never sleeps, dating in New York happens quickly, and ends just as quickly...You can literally go from dateless to dating to dateless all in one week. First, it started with the older man asking me out and next, a younger man (whom my friend wants me to 'meet') is interested.A couple emails and phone calls later my dating diary was filling up nicely. Lunch at 1pm..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111255570518834956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111255570518834956' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111255570518834956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111255570518834956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-york-dating-in-city-that-never.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111238164005232521</id><published>2005-04-01T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:39:06.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enough with this commitment phobia, I'm going on a dating spree...So this MAN (not Donald Trump, thank goodness) asked me out today. Again. Back in September, he asked me out, but I thought he was too old at the time. See post : Sept. 29thThen I bumped into him again today. Almost literally, too, as he scared the beejesus out of me. We chatted for a while. Oh, he looks cuter, even handsome maybe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111238164005232521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111238164005232521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111238164005232521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111238164005232521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/enough-with-this-commitment-phobia-im.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111203605237669689</id><published>2005-03-30T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T16:14:56.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a commitment-phobe:• Once the excitement of first romance has passed, do you get bored in most of your relationships? (Yes) • Do you have a habit of dating "unavailable" men (e.g. married, involved with someone else, geographically or emotionally distant, gay, straight, confused, etc.)? • Do you back out of plans at the last minute and/or have trouble setting a time for dates? (All the time)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111203605237669689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111203605237669689' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111203605237669689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111203605237669689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-commitment-phobe-once-excitement.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111219458455436656</id><published>2005-03-30T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:41:38.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night I had a dream that The Donald was my sugar daddy. If he's reading this, I'm up for adoption.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111219458455436656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111219458455436656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111219458455436656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111219458455436656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-night-i-had-dream-that-donald-was.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111169454683195684</id><published>2005-03-24T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T11:03:14.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Mood Are You In Today?(... are you as cranky as I am ;) http://www.colorgenics.com/sps/index.cfmMuch like a mood ring, this quiz was suprisingly accurate for me :o</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111169454683195684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111169454683195684' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111169454683195684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111169454683195684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-mood-are-you-in-today.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111169174653225093</id><published>2005-03-24T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:39:42.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Spring!!My Celebrity Crushes: The Top Ten1. Keanu Reeves (#1)2. Freddie Ljungberg (the ads in Times Square says it all)3. Uma Thurman (a muse)4. Orlando Bloom (cute as a blonde, but even better as a brunette)5. Johnny Depp (classic crush)6. Jude Law (so beautiful, it hurts)7. Elijah Wood (don't ask)8. Josh Hartnett (something)9. Angelina Jolie (almost every straight girls' fantasy)10.Maroon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111169174653225093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111169174653225093' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111169174653225093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111169174653225093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-spring-my-celebrity-crushes-top.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111159057700786492</id><published>2005-03-23T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T13:01:48.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After Reading my friend's story on http://the-saturnynes-lounge.blogspot.com/I got to thinking... Is it better to contact an old lover or let the past stay in the past?Understanding that situations vary, circumstances range from highs to lows involving two lost lovers, what would you do if you could do it?Asking only because, I am reminded constantly of my ex-love...and even in my best... I try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111159057700786492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111159057700786492' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111159057700786492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111159057700786492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/after-reading-my-friends-story-on.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-111066811514198594</id><published>2005-03-12T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T17:59:26.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you ever have thoughts that come true?  or what about dreams that seem real and the following day you discover that one correlating connection? I had a random dream this week about a former summer flame and all of his friends. The next day, I'm thinking to myself now why would I dream about C. and S. and J.? I wonder if they were reminiscing of the past or something?Checked my Inbox and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111066811514198594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=111066811514198594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111066811514198594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/111066811514198594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/do-you-ever-have-thoughts-that-come.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110961970005011625</id><published>2005-02-28T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T16:52:07.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To my male readers:What Kind of Boyfriend are You?1) It's the night of your anniversary and the NBA finals are on. What do you do?a. Take your hot date of a girlfriend to a local bar and watch the game together. Then notice how smokin she looks at half-time.b. Anniversary - what's that again?c. Who cares about sports, Broadway is where all the action's at.d. Cool ... NBA is my favorite rap group</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110961970005011625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110961970005011625' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110961970005011625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110961970005011625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-my-male-readers-what-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110918179927749396</id><published>2005-02-23T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T11:14:59.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?" according to Quizilla ( see, i wasn't making this stuff up most of the time ;)-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Whichmeans you're rare or that you cheated :P You'rethe kind of chic that can hang out with yourboyfriend's friends and be silly. You don'tcare about presents or about going to fancyplaces. Hell, just hang out. You're just happybeing around your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110918179927749396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110918179927749396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110918179927749396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110918179927749396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-kind-of-girlfriend-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110668579804482142</id><published>2005-01-25T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T11:19:14.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sacred Feminine- Musings after reading 'The Code'I wonder does religion have a place in the modern world? Between high tech inventions and sophisticated computer systems, are we as humanity becoming so advanced that we don't need to go on faith anymore?Religious wars are fought around the world. Some even right before our eyes.Is the modern man/woman better with or without an organized </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110668579804482142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110668579804482142' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110668579804482142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110668579804482142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/sacred-feminine-musings-after-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110566420568497874</id><published>2005-01-15T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:56:51.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Don't look for love, it's already looking for you..."My plan for falling in Love this week either worked too well: I'm in love with everyone in sight. Or... I've come to realize that we aren't always Master Commanders of our own ships...well, you know what I mean... captains of our destinies...the person in charge... in total control of our fates.Sure sometimes we are, but saying I was going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110566420568497874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110566420568497874' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110566420568497874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110566420568497874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/dont-look-for-love-its-already-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110537590900174604</id><published>2005-01-10T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T11:51:49.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning and decided I was going to fall in love today.As if it were that easy.Then my Horoscope for Virgo reads:Your love life is currently a very busy place -- and a pleasantly crowded one, too. You're entertaining four earthy, practical astrological energies in your house of love, all of them intent on getting you together with someone who's just as respectable, responsible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110537590900174604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110537590900174604' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110537590900174604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110537590900174604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-woke-up-this-morning-and-decided-i.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110485533659283918</id><published>2005-01-04T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T11:38:54.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AftershocksSending extra, extra prayers out to all victims of recent tsunami. It saddens me deeply to see any group of people suffer, but there is a small ray of hope wishing to see everyone in the world come together and heal some of our differences.Even if in a small way.suddenly me and my daily 20-something life doesn't feel that big afterall.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110485533659283918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110485533659283918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110485533659283918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110485533659283918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/aftershocks-sending-extra-extra.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110442291610287643</id><published>2004-12-30T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:50:18.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Walking a Fine Line.Feeling tossed between hopeful optimism and plain sadness. Or maybe it's just some general nameless dissatisfaction towards current life. I can't tell.The moment I woke up this morning, (I am among the very few who's actually working this week, I believe), I couldn't think of any one reason to get out of bed. Of course, my alarm was sounding off, Xmas bills on the back of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110442291610287643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110442291610287643' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110442291610287643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110442291610287643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/walking-fine-line.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110355669774177168</id><published>2004-12-20T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T11:33:52.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thoughts over dinner ..."No man is an island," quotes B."Except Manhattan," I reply.Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110355669774177168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110355669774177168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110355669774177168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110355669774177168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/thoughts-over-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110261269740669100</id><published>2004-12-09T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T12:54:06.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A splash of colora Twist of LimeA cocktail of Pillsto get me through.this Day.Another dayof Unlimited potentialSomewhere to be found,somewhere but Here.{//To my creative Inspiration, wherefore art thou? //}</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110261269740669100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110261269740669100' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110261269740669100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110261269740669100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/splash-of-color-twist-of-lime-cocktail.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110243589318556538</id><published>2004-12-07T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T11:55:09.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How can we find happiness if our mind is full of obstructions? Like a mirror that needs cleansing, our vision becomes cloudy. The only reflection we see, is the one that we produce...Empty mind,wash awayim-puritiesLookbeyond,to anopenstate, of simple clarity.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110243589318556538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110243589318556538' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110243589318556538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110243589318556538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/how-can-we-find-happiness-if-our-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110158698215079986</id><published>2004-11-27T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:51:15.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Transits of LoveI looked into his warm brown eyes/and turned my gazed outside the window.Flight 3511 to Lga, ready for departure.He stows his carry-on baggage above the cabin bin. And takes the seat next to me.Damn, he's pretty Hot. Sexy. Hot. (Smokin' really)Look away, act distracted, return to reading The Devil Wears Prada... hmmm, he's reading a surfer magazine and uses a paper clip as his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110158698215079986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110158698215079986' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110158698215079986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110158698215079986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/transits-of-love-i-looked-into-his.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110070605804285415</id><published>2004-11-17T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T10:43:47.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOOK MORE LINKS AND QUIZZES!  (thanks to anonymous G.)No suprise that old news is better than no news:Quiz: What kind of blogger are you?http://www.blogthings.com/lookatmeblogger.htmland there's more.i'm ashamed of myself! ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110070605804285415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110070605804285415' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110070605804285415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110070605804285415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/look-more-links-and-quizzes-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-110010094228365107</id><published>2004-11-10T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T11:11:14.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't explain...Falling in lovewhen it happenshow and whereThe End of an Affairthat unexpected moment,event, word or lookSecond chancesthe grace of somethinghigher that brings abouta fresh start tobegin again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110010094228365107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=110010094228365107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110010094228365107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/110010094228365107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-cant-explain.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109992781748523943</id><published>2004-11-08T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T09:30:20.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Turn your lights down low ...Streaming morning lightsends waves of sun drops on you,while you were sleeping...------------------------------I wish I had takena picture of youthe nightwe broke up.Memories have faded,time has passed,and all I haveis the pictureof you,I didn't take.-------------------------------'Everlasting Blink'plays on my CD turner.A smile breaks openof </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109992781748523943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109992781748523943' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109992781748523943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109992781748523943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/turn-your-lights-down-low.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109967279335236901</id><published>2004-11-05T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T11:57:47.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I AM down and out.On the bright side - cocktails and happy hour start at 5 pm.Sharp.Wish you were there.XOXO(No worries this time, I'm properly dressed today ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109967279335236901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109967279335236901' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109967279335236901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109967279335236901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-i-am-down-and-out.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109952577949346382</id><published>2004-11-03T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T10:40:06.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AfterthoughtsDoes anyone know anyone in Europe looking for a few wives?I got friends.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109952577949346382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109952577949346382' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109952577949346382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109952577949346382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/afterthoughts-does-anyone-know-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109941619237034026</id><published>2004-11-02T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T09:50:55.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Imagine"Imagine all the people, living life in Peace.-John Lennon(Let's hope the world becomes a better place...)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109941619237034026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109941619237034026' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109941619237034026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109941619237034026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/imagine-imagine-all-people-living-life.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109932233684935898</id><published>2004-11-01T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T16:02:17.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ms. Adventures the Morning After ...Woke up bright and early Sunday morning, quite hung over at 9:30 am. The night before we all went to a Halloween party on a boat docked on the Hudson River. That was a blast... there were sea captains, pirates, Dorothy from Oz and a few other characters on board. My favorite part, though, was standing on deck and looking out at the river filled with fog. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109932233684935898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109932233684935898' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109932233684935898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109932233684935898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/ms.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109906058207186881</id><published>2004-10-29T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T10:59:04.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Campaign PromisesIF W. wins, I'm going to Europe. If he loses, I promise to write my first novel, in New York City ... (Hold me to it, please)Forgotten VowsSweet NothingsCurrent song in my Head:Fake Plastic TreesRadiohead</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109906058207186881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109906058207186881' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109906058207186881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109906058207186881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/campaign-promises-if-w.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109883493793520331</id><published>2004-10-26T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T10:40:28.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Costume ShoppingBlack leather boots: $150.00 (on sale!)Pink feather boa: $30.00Lace tights + Fishnet stockings: $16.00Look on cashier's face (male) : Priceless</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109883493793520331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109883493793520331' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109883493793520331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109883493793520331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/costume-shopping-black-leather-boots.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109880532539308791</id><published>2004-10-26T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T14:58:27.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What to be for Halloween?Oh shit. It's a few days away and I haven't put much thought into it. Except this morning, when I was in the elevator with a cute former Aussie co-worker.We talked about the coming weekend, and how he never understood the holiday really. I told him, it was simple, if you get pissed drunk while in costume, people can't hold it against you!!! He looked puzzled. Why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109880532539308791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109880532539308791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109880532539308791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109880532539308791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-to-be-for-halloween-oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109871298128345285</id><published>2004-10-25T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T09:39:19.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two Degrees of SeparationAlthough we have not yet met,It seems as if I know you./The fabric of our lives -were already interwoven- without either knowingwhere or whenthe start...of an old friend?:)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109871298128345285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109871298128345285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109871298128345285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109871298128345285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/two-degrees-of-separation-although-we.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109845720250387300</id><published>2004-10-22T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T00:36:56.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Piece of My Written Past I Found TodayThis happened exactly a year ago, when one day, I was at work daydreaming about On Thursday, October 23, 2003"synchronicity"...sometime yesterday, i thought of you... that old nostalgiac love came haunting over me of days long past, a time when forces beyond our control drew us together and tore us apart, all at once, simultaneously, unforgettably. do you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109845720250387300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109845720250387300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109845720250387300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109845720250387300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/piece-of-my-written-past-i-found-today.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109837609559392602</id><published>2004-10-21T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T10:54:41.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much for those Yankees in October. Not to mention, everywhere I go today, I hear people whisper matter-factly, 'Oh, I've always been a Mets fan anyways...'Oh how sad. Don't get me wrong, the Red Sox desperately wanted to win and they earned it, too. But, as the general feeling goes 'round here, I'm a fan of New York (City). You just can't help but feel the heartache.Speaking of heartaches.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109837609559392602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109837609559392602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109837609559392602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109837609559392602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-much-for-those-yankees-in-october.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109828227481424303</id><published>2004-10-20T10:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T11:08:52.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lady Sings the BluesA little down and out, under the weather, as I caught a cold (probably on the 1/9 train too) It's the cliches that get you - as Jeannette Winterson says - in her novel Written on the Body.Fine, easy read. I'm hungry for more books though. My roomate keeps feeding me these trashy titles that I devour, but I may need some more mental stimulation to get me through these tough</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109828227481424303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109828227481424303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109828227481424303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109828227481424303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/lady-sings-blues-little-down-and-out.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109778140910919062</id><published>2004-10-14T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T10:12:42.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Free AssociationsOctober reminds me of the Yankees.Manhattan reminds me of jazz in the 1920s...Grey overcast days, like today, remind me of walking around Paris and stopping into a Cafe right before the start of a soft, cool rainfall.The first snow of the season always brings me back to my first year in New York. The white flakes turn into old dreams falling from the misty sky, slipping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109778140910919062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109778140910919062' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109778140910919062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109778140910919062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/free-associations-october-reminds-me.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109759191300939365</id><published>2004-10-12T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T10:42:44.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Women Rockers Steal My HeartI was watching some indie band last night and the lead singer's voice swept me away.She was hot. In a female prowess way, especially being the only female in the band. Then I started daydreaming about other ladies whose voice and style still give me chills...and why I'm so glad they represent women rockers among their male counterparts.Chrissy Hynde (The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109759191300939365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109759191300939365' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109759191300939365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109759191300939365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/women-rockers-steal-my-heart-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109750481473116855</id><published>2004-10-11T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T10:43:19.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cabbie ConfessionsYou never know what to expect when you get into one of these NY City Cabs.Friday night, a little tipsy after celebrating Solar Returns, I luck out and find the one available cab out of a sea of occupied taxis on Houston Street. I thank Mr. Cabbie for picking me up and am ready to drown out my drunkeness.He however wants to engage in conversation.I'm really good at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109750481473116855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109750481473116855' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109750481473116855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109750481473116855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/cabbie-confessions-you-never-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109724558246928656</id><published>2004-10-08T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T10:33:38.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NostalgiaI miss Europe. Being in a foreign city and so out of place. Feeling like someone else, when you step outside your mind and open yourself to a new experience.Sometimes, there's some control and the fates bring you to where you need to be. Or you get lost, lose all your money, and have no place to stay for the night.But, that brings you out of yourself, too , and closer to someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109724558246928656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109724558246928656' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109724558246928656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109724558246928656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/nostalgia-i-miss-europe.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109690021053379014</id><published>2004-10-04T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T10:32:26.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fessing UpSo did I?Well, almost.But then I got sidetracked because another guy asked me out.Plus, the thought of giving sugar to some daddy didn't quite do it for me. I couldn't complete. Not even take one for the team.I know, I know - there goes my chances of a Park Avenue penthouse, stretched white limo, champagne and cavier, luxurious vacations ... Not to mention all the bling, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109690021053379014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109690021053379014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109690021053379014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109690021053379014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/fessing-up-so-did-i-well-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109646986766087367</id><published>2004-09-29T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T11:45:52.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes or NoOlder man asked me out. I'm debating now whether I should just go out with him or not. He's nice, attractive, and pretty vip in this organization, but well, older as in ... An Older Man.The advice I've received so far:"Tell him you don't date people at work." Big Lie. And people know it."Say you have a boyfriend, it's much nicer." a male colleague speaking from his own experience</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109646986766087367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109646986766087367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109646986766087367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109646986766087367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/yes-or-no-older-man-asked-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109638989745329768</id><published>2004-09-28T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T16:27:42.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First thought when I woke up this morning was of Him. The one I loss, the one I let go./ Whenever I think I'm over him, something happens to make me realize I haven't moved very far in time nor space./So I woke up this morning. And remembered him. Some random memory that was insignificant at the time, yet opened me up to new realizations.And I thought about him. As I was sitting in front of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109638989745329768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109638989745329768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109638989745329768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109638989745329768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/first-thought-when-i-woke-up-this.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109630572254554229</id><published>2004-09-27T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T20:34:14.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Intricate Workings of a Female MindThere is a secret code among women in terms of ranking orders: Women need to feel like Alpha Females.Meaning, they thrive on the status of Uber Woman. They need to be dominant, in control and on top. They have to be the most stunning, most gorgeous, and high above on an imaginary pedastal. But at the same time, they are the most easily threatened too. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109630572254554229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109630572254554229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109630572254554229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109630572254554229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/intricate-workings-of-female-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109586373575332794</id><published>2004-09-22T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T11:05:06.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Notes of nothingI was talking to a newly transplanted "New Yorker" yesterday and he asked me in all sincerity, what else do people do here besides, shop, eat and drink.I scratched my head and was completely stumped for an answer. Hmmm ...How about art galleries? (Shopping)Live music? (Drinking)Explore a new neighborhood? (Eating)Beats me. All I do is shop, eat and drink. Most of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109586373575332794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109586373575332794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109586373575332794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109586373575332794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/notes-of-nothing-i-was-talking-to.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109569397158950595</id><published>2004-09-20T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T11:07:07.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Matter of TimeWhat a difference ten minutes make -If you leave your apartment 10 minutes late, it takes an extra hour to get into the office.Ten minutes too late or too early someplace and you could had miss the love of your life.In football, alot can happen in ten minutes.Most guys say they know where a relationship can go in the first ten minutes.Millions of dollars are made in ten </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109569397158950595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109569397158950595' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109569397158950595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109569397158950595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/matter-of-time-what-difference-ten.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109543579450442462</id><published>2004-09-17T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T19:09:58.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Mirroring EffectAs predicted, I'm over the crush now, just under a week. Here's why:He's hot, and I like him, but no more looking for love during office hours.Secondly, my colleague has it for him, bad. She's become, well, me in the sense that she's constantly redoing her hair, makeup, perfume throughout the day. Something I had the franchise on when I was crushing over my summer love.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109543579450442462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109543579450442462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109543579450442462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109543579450442462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/mirroring-effect-as-predicted-im-over.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109482590085961022</id><published>2004-09-10T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T15:51:51.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DreamsI had the strangest dream last night. Woke up at some ungodly hour because the dream was soo vivid. Here's the replay, I'm on a date with a guy. And we're downtown hitting the usual spots, talking, dancing, kissing.The things he'd say felt so close to real. And I knew him. Inside and out. And he knew me just the same. We talked about connections and about how ours felt particularly odd.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109482590085961022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109482590085961022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109482590085961022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109482590085961022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/dreams-i-had-strangest-dream-last.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109467031388042927</id><published>2004-09-08T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:43:02.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wash OutCouldn't make it into work this morning because of a little rain and alot of headaches. Taxis disappeared somewhere within the gridlines of Manhattan rainfall. Buses, well if one actually stopped for you, moved so slowly, I think I could had bicycled my way into the office faster.Eventually, I did make it in the office. Wet, hot and sticky though.Start time: 8:30 am. Finish time : </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109467031388042927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109467031388042927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109467031388042927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109467031388042927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/wash-out-couldnt-make-it-into-work.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109458030046170533</id><published>2004-09-07T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T16:51:23.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(To D-)My muse is a chef.Thanks for being the void ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109458030046170533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109458030046170533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109458030046170533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109458030046170533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/to-d-my-muse-is-chef.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109389486129931026</id><published>2004-08-30T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T12:40:19.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cake PartyMy birthday came and went. 8/28It was fabulous. I woke up in New York. Flew into Detroit (of all places) for a connecting flight where I waited in a bar sipping a birthday cocktail in the Motor City Capital of the United States (and now I see why it is called that) then caught my flight out and I finally ended up at my birthday destination for the night/holiday week.Bartenders </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109389486129931026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109389486129931026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109389486129931026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109389486129931026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/cake-party-my-birthday-came-and-went.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109362829176494775</id><published>2004-08-27T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T14:42:18.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not in a birthday mood...But a birthday suit maybe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109362829176494775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109362829176494775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109362829176494775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109362829176494775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/not-in-birthday-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109353494173322104</id><published>2004-08-26T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T11:02:35.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... a grand don't come for free...My best boy and I were on the phone last night. He was telling me about a guy who was all over some girl like a cheap shirt at a wedding party recently ..."I don't think I could ever do that, " he said. "It looks pathetic, right? Aren't guys supposed to act cool when they like someone?""But didn't he get the girl?" I asked."He did?" He asked in return."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109353494173322104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109353494173322104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109353494173322104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109353494173322104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5947224.post-109344674283181937</id><published>2004-08-25T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T14:20:35.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thoughts of the Day -You know you're getting older when cute darlings younger than you are afraid to ask how old you're turning. Happens all the time now to me. And I look like I'm 22, seriously. My birthday's coming up and it's the first time I don't want to talk about my age...Age-itis.I think I officially have it now. I can't even figure out what it is about a number that makes you feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109344674283181937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5947224&amp;postID=109344674283181937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109344674283181937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5947224/posts/default/109344674283181937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryappleblossomgirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/thoughts-of-day-you-know-youre-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>stella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00653698822981890778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8DlUwZkdHgA/SzuxKsuWBeI/AAAAAAAAACo/POCegQ9Vs7c/S220/blue-morpho-butterfly-animals-twist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
