<?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-7806603942238658591</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:43:28.376-04:00</updated><category term='Legal'/><category term='Pissed off'/><category term='good women'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Stressed Out'/><category term='Bitches'/><category term='good men'/><title type='text'>The Mind of Seven A..The Succinct Version</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-4688874743056049894</id><published>2008-08-15T00:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:24:34.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my bad...</title><content type='html'>Anyways I decided to move on to wordpress people.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://damarusc.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-4688874743056049894?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/4688874743056049894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=4688874743056049894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/4688874743056049894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/4688874743056049894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-bad.html' title='my bad...'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-4161936028175241911</id><published>2008-07-31T18:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:42:16.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zo! and Tigallo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a159.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/100/l_dc110c6a6dd44d9d20ff6c1d109d791e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://a159.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/100/l_dc110c6a6dd44d9d20ff6c1d109d791e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qwgJwjzYmq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qwgJwjzYmq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/7aurelius/music/rdc_EGzz/zo_tigallo_written_all_over_your_face/"&gt;Written All Over Your Face - Zo! &amp;amp; Tigallo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/HbxkiWBshM/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/HbxkiWBshM/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/7aurelius/music/jAiOHnQG/zo_tigallo_something_about_you_nicolays_nighty_night_qu/"&gt;Something About You (Nicolays Nighty Night Quiet Storm Remix) - Zo! &amp;amp; Tigallo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I happen to be a fanatic of music period (all but that horrible ass country shit) fuck your tractor and your 4x4 you damn BAMA! lmao but no seriously...this is a good cd of old 80's covers by Phonte of Little Brother check it...I posted a couple tracks..and if you want it I can um let you "listen on my ipod" just hit me up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-4161936028175241911?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/4161936028175241911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=4161936028175241911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/4161936028175241911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/4161936028175241911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/zo-and-tigallo.html' title='Zo! and Tigallo....'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-8642180208798919513</id><published>2008-07-31T18:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:36:37.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>My bad for the lack of updates a negro been busy and lazy! Lol....Well this past weekend I took a much needed mini vacation to my parents cabin on Torch Lake, a really beautiful place I mean I know see why my father actually went to war trying to keep this property before him and my mom were deemed stable (old family stories)...It's just a beautiful and serene place. Anyways before I go off on a tangent ( can you really have tangents on your own blog hmm..?) I went up there played in the cold ass water on a rented jetski...kicked the shit with the white people considering I was one of like 4 black people I saw all weekend I had no choice lol!, shot my gun at a couple targets..and just chilled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-8642180208798919513?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/8642180208798919513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=8642180208798919513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/8642180208798919513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/8642180208798919513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-7405980477923235153</id><published>2008-07-20T00:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:53:08.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Find A Way...</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share this song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WlXMKTeU9B/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WlXMKTeU9B/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/7aurelius/music/ES05ezWO/tribe_called_quest_find_a_way/"&gt;Find A Way - Tribe Called Quest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-7405980477923235153?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/7405980477923235153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=7405980477923235153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/7405980477923235153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/7405980477923235153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/find-way.html' title='Find A Way...'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-5890620416594301230</id><published>2008-07-19T19:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:22:46.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PEACE!</title><content type='html'>I am enjoying a true rarity, I am at home, alone. No babies crying.  I am in pure bliss, the only sounds are the lulling tones of the dryer with a freshly cleaned load of clothes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another tangent...my moms..I love Ma she offers such good advice man we were talking about relationships and what not and I was kind of breaking down my views on some of my past relationships during the course of our conversation she dropped this jewel to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When someone gets you and you get them, everything, EVERYTHING falls into place perfectly".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that isn't the damn truth.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-5890620416594301230?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/5890620416594301230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=5890620416594301230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/5890620416594301230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/5890620416594301230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/peace.html' title='PEACE!'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-1825033428034259572</id><published>2008-07-17T23:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:49:29.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Short  Entry...My Ringer For all the Chicks with Insecure Mates</title><content type='html'>This Seems to be an issue lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/SBwFXU4QTi/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/SBwFXU4QTi/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/7aurelius/music/FZX4Sirq/trey_songz_in_ya_phone/"&gt;In Ya Phone - Trey Songz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-1825033428034259572?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/1825033428034259572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=1825033428034259572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/1825033428034259572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/1825033428034259572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/short-entrymy-ringer-for-all-chicks.html' title='Short  Entry...My Ringer For all the Chicks with Insecure Mates'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-7567425344155669567</id><published>2008-07-17T20:13:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:08:36.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Prospects...Old Prospects</title><content type='html'>I know a lot of females..I tend to have a lot of female friends I  know some are sincere but the others I really cannot call it or do not really give that much thought into them to deem them sincere or if they are the product of at least a slight attraction.&lt;br /&gt;But recently its this one friend that has been on my mind heavy I mean I don't know why I don't really want to take it past friendship or even begin to catch feelings or have her catch feelings for the simple fact I will admit I am scarred at the moment from my last relationship..I just at this point do not really feel that I want to commit to a person 100 percent for the simple fact that I am a very giving person in a relationship perhaps to giving and I do not want to devote time and energy to someone who may not be willing to do the same...quite a pickle that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a happier note...the friend is a very lovely person..and I admire her, love her personality,her pureness...Hell I am enamored by her drive period..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo how come when your fresh out of a relationship people that you know profess all kinds of feelings they had toward you and your ex to you lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/haIJvgEh6w/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/VuwXSBnozf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/VuwXSBnozf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/7aurelius/music/yyGFj7d2/lucy_pearl_everyday/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-7567425344155669567?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/7567425344155669567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=7567425344155669567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/7567425344155669567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/7567425344155669567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-prospectsold-prospects.html' title='New Prospects...Old Prospects'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-2542382137141580751</id><published>2008-07-17T20:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:59:50.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stressed Out'/><title type='text'>Madder Than A Bitch</title><content type='html'>Well as some know and some do not I have recently went through a very shitty breakup with someone I actually held in high regard as a woman and as a significant other...only to find out that she was fucking crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Long Story Short I got mad..said some shit while mad that we as a couple never fully recovered from..she could not get past it...I tried to give her a reasonable amount of time to get past it...I lost my patience and said we should just be friends for the moment and see what happens in the future...she didnt like that answer...so she decided to do some very vindictive shit involving the authorities..so now we are in the middle of unnecessary litigation....so I speak with the prosecutor the other day and this cat must really have thought I was a nigger...seriously...he was using all his big words from his baby Einstein dvd's and everything..I was laughing in my head and thinking he really thinks this intimidation is going to work...I am very versed with the legal system hell I work at a courthouse and attend proceedings at least 10 times a week! This shit your shoveling is not going to work..So I let him finish...and he ask me if I wanted to plead to the fraudulent charges..I told him it was no way I was going to plead to this for the simple fact Im innocent and judging from the police report...and the evidence at hand its very clear to see that this matter should not have even made it this far....He proceeds to try some more intimidation tactics telling me my ex has a list of items that she says were stolen from&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; her home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;At this point &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I became slighty pissed off at her considering the property I pay for and allowed her to stay at hers....So I look at this list....Cd's,DVD's,Ipod,Televisions,Zune,Cash,and Her Jetta...im just looking at this like....are you fuckin serious this is all my shit...Honest as god as my witness...this bitch brought her clothes,her sons clothes....and a fucking grand prix...that is the extent of the things she owned at my residence...Then to add further insult she tried to say she paid the mortgage for the month on the home..I was to done at this point...I really contemplated making her lie of domestic violence true at this point..I really thought about just grabbing her ass and choking her in the fashion that Homer did to Bart in those butterfinger commercials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Long Story Short...Lawyers were hired at this point..Because I happen to be smarter than her stupid ass I took photos on the day this happened when I returned to the home after all was said and done...and took tons of pictures of the aftermath of her tantrum...so I am not to worried about legal proceedings....Im just moreso pissed that I wasted years out of my life with someone like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/7aurelius/music/N7FAl_hb/tribe_called_quest_stressed_out/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/tA5StWQjea/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/tA5StWQjea/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/7aurelius/music/N7FAl_hb/tribe_called_quest_stressed_out/"&gt;Stressed Out - Tribe Called Quest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-2542382137141580751?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/2542382137141580751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=2542382137141580751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/2542382137141580751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/2542382137141580751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/madder-than-bitch_17.html' title='Madder Than A Bitch'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-5500835491315704263</id><published>2008-07-13T23:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:08:40.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Qualifies as "Hot" Now?......Excuse me Children While I Grab My Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/0x777777/wshh7AS8jZD4eKa6qtCR"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/0x777777/wshh7AS8jZD4eKa6qtCR" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z87/cku221/Gillie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z87/cku221/Gillie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm you should see my face it resembles this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean honestly...come the hell on whoever believes that that was a freestyle is really just ignorant...as the kids say now..."shoot yourself" Come on! that shit was written and memorized..and on top of that it was fucking horrible.. "Im a Martian so I need my space" ? your a Martian alright...lets beam your ass back...with them booty ass punchlines...Kids nowadays are calling this cat the best rapper out now..I mean what the hell are you all that damn desperate for a rapper...that you give him that distinction...wait a minute let me use smaller words distinction is out of the vocab of anyone who things Lil Wayne is the best rapper ..."You let him sit at the table with the adult rappers" there thats better...even with the with the mass volumes of dookie on a disk out right now i can see how some people can misconstrue the definition of "best" because i'd choose wayne over about 20 percent of the crap out now.... compared to them he looks like the second coming of Biggie. but as long as there are Common's and Lupe's and Mos Def's and Talib's, Pharaohe Monch out there. lyrically Wayne don't add up. apologies to my little cousins because they love this negro.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of my story children is this&lt;br /&gt;I hve to give Lil Wayne a little credit for just taking advantage of his current situation...it's like playing basketball with a bunch of retards and you can't play ya damn self ..... just that playin with them makes you look like an nba bound all-star.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean my whole thing is I am really gracious to have grown up when I did to understand what Rap and Hip Hop really are and how they are separate entities...and to discern the difference between good artist and this shit they are shoveling down our throats nowadays..I know its more important things tainting our children but gotdamn...! this music shit is insane its like watching mad max or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/A2QnWflVxTtCQ9M9"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/A2QnWflVxTtCQ9M9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be a freestyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="351" width="432"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/9CGRD4MOe4f1c0e51cf27585e4ec20d4a576fa6b.722000866.0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/9CGRD4MOe4f1c0e51cf27585e4ec20d4a576fa6b.722000866.0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="351" width="432"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be a HIP HOP ARTIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                        Sincerly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me issue a crash course in HIP HOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/download/12022285a6af7237/"&gt;HipHop 101&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-5500835491315704263?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/5500835491315704263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=5500835491315704263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/5500835491315704263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/5500835491315704263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-qualifies-as-hot-nowexcuse-me.html' title='This Qualifies as &quot;Hot&quot; Now?......Excuse me Children While I Grab My Gun'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-5219184043204908254</id><published>2008-07-13T01:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:05:29.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Cannot  Live Without</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.canadaautosales.ca/assets/scripts/javascript/images/new/volkswagen/jetta/2007jetta01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.canadaautosales.ca/assets/scripts/javascript/images/new/volkswagen/jetta/2007jetta01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I used to think Volkswagens were gay as shit then I had to get a rental and it happened to be a Jetta...I drove it and fell in love with this damn car so I had to buy one...not to mention gas mileage is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.micuisine.com/images/lunapiercook/faygo/faygo_at100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.micuisine.com/images/lunapiercook/faygo/faygo_at100.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faygo Pop...its a Michigan thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/8/9554575_f25ce3e163.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/8/9554575_f25ce3e163.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Almost nothing better than a crisp pair of Reebok Classics..my fave "chillout" shoe...polo shirt, nice pair of jean, and classics...usually how I spend the off days that I have chillin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.maniadb.com/images/album/164/164302_1_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://image.maniadb.com/images/album/164/164302_1_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Only Lucy Pearl Cd..such a shame...but this cd man no matter what Im feeling I can just vibe with it....and mellow out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.laptopmag.com/assets/0/454/456/722/724/866/63047f48-5650-4263-91be-a84c15286fc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.laptopmag.com/assets/0/454/456/722/724/866/63047f48-5650-4263-91be-a84c15286fc1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Moto Q9...I love this fucking phone man...I would be lost everyday at work if It did not keep me connected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-5219184043204908254?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/5219184043204908254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=5219184043204908254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/5219184043204908254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/5219184043204908254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-i-cannot-live-without.html' title='Things I Cannot  Live Without'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-3638250974501185114</id><published>2008-07-13T00:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T01:20:18.763-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good women'/><title type='text'>Were are the Good Women?</title><content type='html'>I don't want to sound like I am God's gift but I have qualities that are not typical for a man my age these days. I mean I was chatting with a female friend who has her own relationship problems. and she was stating the simple things she wants and needs from a man in her life..and as she was going down this list which included such things as being a primary focus of her partner she would like to be kissed hugged and shown affection at all times not just when its time to have sex... Show up randomly at her work place and take her to lunch...take her out places...buy her things on occasions that are not just holidays.. so on and so forth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got to thinking about some of my past relationships...and I was like what the fuck..I do most of this shit not to even get draws on a regular but just because I appreciate and value the women that I am with...I mean hell cards just for the sake of showing you how I feel that day to let you know I was thinking about you...I mean....not saying this is all it is to a relationship and I have my own shortcomings one being my temper..that sometimes just implores me to disregard peoples feelings and say just what the fuck is on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/SWN9RKs-qu/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/SWN9RKs-qu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/m/SWN9RKs-qu/aus=false/" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/SWN9RKs-qu/aus=false/" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know I suppose I want to end this rant with a question..We as Americans or just people in general have we just became so use to being let down in relationships that we settle for people that are of lower standards than what we really want just to try to secure something close to happiness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-3638250974501185114?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/3638250974501185114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=3638250974501185114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/3638250974501185114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/3638250974501185114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/were-are-good-women.html' title='Were are the Good Women?'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806603942238658591.post-6333273289730538709</id><published>2008-07-12T23:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:15:41.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Hello, let me simply start by saying this was recommended that I do by multiple friends and a couple assholes, oddly I actually listened to them for once! Nothing more but a collection of thoughts and my personal outlook on things affecting me and my philosophical visions of things in our current fucked up world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should formally introduce myself...&lt;br /&gt;I am a 2006 Graduate of Michigan State University with a B.A In Social Science with a minor in Public Policy and Administration, I plan to continue shortly in the future towards a masters in Forensic Psychology.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently employed by the City of Flint...this is all you need to know.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should have put this above the following statements I am 25 years old with no children, and no its not because Im broken I just have not found a woman I really wish to have a child with.(Hell I have to be attached to her forever! So I have to be able to tolerate her for the ride lol)&lt;br /&gt;I am currently single as of about 3 weeks ago...its bittersweet..but fuck it such is life.&lt;br /&gt;I am a very very complex person....I have a lot of quirks.....I have a very active temper to say the least...&lt;br /&gt;I express myself currently through art....but in the past I have done it with music. I am blessed to have talent in both of these areas.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy virtually all music genres except for country and the shit I deem "devil music" (that slipknot type shit)&lt;br /&gt;With that said enjoy my thoughts, it should be an entertaining ride to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                           Sincerely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;7A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806603942238658591-6333273289730538709?l=succinctseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/feeds/6333273289730538709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806603942238658591&amp;postID=6333273289730538709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/6333273289730538709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806603942238658591/posts/default/6333273289730538709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://succinctseven.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-let-me-simply-start-by-saying.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Seven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593985937540356192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
