<?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-4697168478165481779</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:37:49.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS LEE'S CORNER</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-1858128564188322785</id><published>2009-06-26T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:52:24.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tributes to Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/michael jackson/sbegay24/michael-jackson.jpg?o=124" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff99/sbegay24/michael-jackson.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIP Michael Jackson 1958-2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today hopeing that the events from yesturday was just a dream but I was saddly mistaken. Michael is really gone and there are so many unanswered questions. I logged into twitter today hopeing that my twitter loyal family would help me and I saw a tweet from Jordan Knight from NKOTB and he mentioned somthing about Michael being lonely, well that may be true about Michael's inner circle but he had millions upon millions of fans that truely cared about him, genuinly. I know of one in particular. But, unfortunatly with the way the entertainment industry is they frown upon an artist becoming friends with a fan (if they aren't already a celebrity) and that's just sad because believe it or not some of us "normal foke" do have a genuine heart and care deeply for the people we love including those that inspire us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about the industry that thinks anyone who isn't a celebrity that even remotly tries to get close to someone that they're "crazy" or "weird" or "off their rocker" when all some of us want is the best for the ones we love. I for one do know and am "friends" I guess you could say with a celebrity BUT never do I expect, want or need anything from them, I just want to see them happy. I can't speak for anyone but myself when I say that if someone would just give a person a chance you'd be surprise at what the outcome would be. Why does there have to be such an imence separation between the two worlds when even the celebs themselves have stated that "they are just like everyone else" well then for one thing they should get treated like everyone else and number two WE as people not just fans should be treated as equal. Michael was a misunderstood soul and saddly his life ended so tragicly but let it be a lesson to us that no one is truely alone when given the chance to love and be loved. Here is a beautiful video of NKOTB doing a tribute to Michael at their Detroit concert. With that I bid you adue and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit Here is a beautiful song that @iamdiddy posted on twitter, listen to it, download it. It's very touching. I cried listening to it. Follow the link to hear and download the track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tinyurl.com/kow5e7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xjHEf63LIzo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xjHEf63LIzo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-1858128564188322785?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1858128564188322785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=1858128564188322785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/1858128564188322785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/1858128564188322785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/tributes-to-michael.html' title='Tributes to Michael'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-5000656937820816557</id><published>2009-06-26T04:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:32:18.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This totally made my day</title><content type='html'>Despite the tragic news of the passing of the legendary Michael Jackson, I've been having a pretty rough week. Then when the news broke I was devistated and shocked. I can't picture life without Michael. And how perez hiltion (ass wipe) had the nerve to say that MJ was faking it and totaly disrespect the jackson family with his stupidity and lame reports. Anyway... Jessrn71 and I were on skype and we were looking at videos on youtube to make us laugh and I found this video....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qKgXucxj-wU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qKgXucxj-wU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that criss was wearing something and I have to admit I totaly fliped lol I was happy and cheerful again and Jess and I had some other laughs aswell. She's such a sweet heart and we're becoming great friends. Anyway, thought i'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-5000656937820816557?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5000656937820816557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=5000656937820816557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/5000656937820816557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/5000656937820816557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-totally-made-my-day.html' title='This totally made my day'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-906480394549283015</id><published>2009-06-25T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:59:08.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics to "sexy pet" by Criss Angel BeLIEve</title><content type='html'>Lyrics to "sexy pet" for Criss Angel BeLIEve&lt;br /&gt;Come around&lt;br /&gt;little toy, I wanna play now&lt;br /&gt;Get on the ground C’mon and join (don’t forget)&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one who wants the strings&lt;br /&gt;you’re my play thing&lt;br /&gt;belong to me, you’re my play thing (sexy bitch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come a little bit closer (sexy....bitch)&lt;br /&gt;Sexy.....yeah&lt;br /&gt;Come around...little toy&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play now&lt;br /&gt;Get on the ground, c’mon and join&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget boy&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one who wants the strings&lt;br /&gt;you’re my puppet&lt;br /&gt;you belong to me, you’re my play thing (my sexy bitch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come closer....(sexy....pet)&lt;br /&gt;Sexy.......pet&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget boy&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one who wants the strings&lt;br /&gt;you’re my puppet&lt;br /&gt;you belong to me, you’re my play thing&lt;br /&gt;(My sexy bitch)&lt;br /&gt;sexy.....pet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-906480394549283015?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/906480394549283015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=906480394549283015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/906480394549283015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/906480394549283015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/lyrics-to-sexy-pet-by-criss-angel.html' title='Lyrics to &quot;sexy pet&quot; by Criss Angel BeLIEve'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-8804097619785701284</id><published>2009-06-21T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:44:30.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who can you trust.</title><content type='html'>Who can you trust when your own family turns on you? Last night yet ANOTHER outburst from my father. You know, he's becoming more like a nagging child than anything else. A couple things have been bothering me lately...some it's the same stuff so I wont get into that because i've already mentioned it. I've gotten thru some pretty tough shit in my life met some good people and some bad people but there's one thing that's supposed to be consistant and that's family. Since when is it that people who aren't even flesh and blood more family to me than my own flesh and blood? I was on the phone today with Jess and what she shared with me today about how her family treats her it just blew my mind how alike we both are. That's why I love her so much and consider her like my sister because we get eachother in ways people just don't understand. I could always talk to her about ANYTHING without being judged and no matter what it was, if it was repetative etc she always found away to make it better. Not to mention she's funny as fuck so it's hard to be sad and serious with her around lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her and I we're a different kind of people. We are children of the world and students of this earth and love to learn about everything rather than minimize our knowledge to just what society thinks we should be learning. When we get together, whether it be on the phone or in person time just doesn't exist for us because we make the most of the time we have and enjoy every moment of it.I believe she's one of my many soulmates. She accepts me for me and the connections I have with people. She never once asked something of me accept to be a good friend. There are a few others that are like that as well but it's just different with jess. I like the weird parinormal/spiritual side of things and so does she, while others are quick to say "oh you're just stupid for thinking that" or "that's just not possible" but with her nothing is IMPOSSIBLE everything is just an element to be discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn something new everytime I talk to her either on the phone or in second life. It's like she's a library of information and I'm the dumb fuck that forgot my library card. LOLEven tho i say she's my best friend, she's really more of a sister to me than anything and I can't say that to a lot of people. I can't even trush my own family but with Jess I trust her with my life. She's awsome and I can't wait for her to get out here to vegas so we can start our sketch comedy group and finaly live our dream.There's very few people I actually trust and all of them are not blood to me, which I find kind of ironic lol but I do appreciate them all. &lt;3xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-8804097619785701284?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8804097619785701284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=8804097619785701284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/8804097619785701284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/8804097619785701284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-can-you-trust.html' title='Who can you trust.'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-9056572371256916428</id><published>2009-05-01T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:22:10.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas entertainer Danny Gans Dies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a.abcnews.com/images/Entertainment/ap_Danny_Gans_090501_mn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://a.abcnews.com/images/Entertainment/ap_Danny_Gans_090501_mn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (photo courtesy of ABC news)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Source:&lt;a href="http://news-briefs.ew.com/2009/05/las-vegas-enter.html"&gt;http://news-briefs.ew.com/2009/05/las-vegas-enter.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danny Gans, a Las Vegas singer and comedian best known for his impersonation of George Burns, died today at 52, according to &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/05/01/obit.gans/index.html"&gt;CNN&lt;/a&gt;. The cause of death has not yet been revealed. Gans' wildly successful Vegas run began in 1996, when he landed a three-month gig at the Stratosphere Hotel. In the intervening years, the Broadway vet had shows at the Mirage Hotel and the Encore Theater at Steve Wynn's Wynn Las Vegas Hotel. He is said to have sold more tickets on the Strip than the Rat Pack or Elvis Presley, and was voted Las Vegas "Entertainer of the Year" for 11 consecutive years. He is survived by his wife and three children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-9056572371256916428?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9056572371256916428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=9056572371256916428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/9056572371256916428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/9056572371256916428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/las-vegas-entertainer-danny-gans-dies.html' title='Las Vegas entertainer Danny Gans Dies'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-1823556735119076290</id><published>2009-05-01T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:45:03.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim Burton to direct "Breaking Dawn"</title><content type='html'>I was watching sweeny todd last night followed by twilight and couldn't help but think how AWSOME it would be if Tim Burton directed "Breaking Dawn" I think his overall look of a movie is fitting with a vampire story. I'm just curious to what you think? I mean the work he's doing with "Alice in wonderland" is amazing, could you imagine what he would do with the birth scene? IDK I think it would be cool if he directed it. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-1823556735119076290?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1823556735119076290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=1823556735119076290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/1823556735119076290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/1823556735119076290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/tim-burton-to-direct-breaking-dawn.html' title='Tim Burton to direct &quot;Breaking Dawn&quot;'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-2672112288437894190</id><published>2009-04-09T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:49:03.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holy cow</title><content type='html'>I SO forgot about this page. Sad I know but hey life happens. Nothing much new, just got a twitter page. Yet ANOTHER "social networking" page to keep track of. So now i've pretty much lost count lol there's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myspace (always on there)&lt;br /&gt;facebook(eh not too crazy about that)&lt;br /&gt;friendster (don't know WHY i have this one)&lt;br /&gt;twitter (just joined)&lt;br /&gt;CA fan site&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo networks&lt;br /&gt;live journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and prolly a few others that I jsut totally forgot about...OH yeah can't forget about the very page I'm blogging on now haha DUH! add blogger. com to the list aswell haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that I just finnished the twilight saga series and OMG I loved it! Edward is the pinical of what I'd love to have in a guy. I just might re-read the series just so I can relive Edward Cullen....LOL JK JK. I've also been writing a book of my lifes experience. It'll be interesting to see if it takes off or not. Other than that it's been the same ol stuff just a different day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-2672112288437894190?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2672112288437894190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=2672112288437894190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/2672112288437894190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/2672112288437894190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-cow.html' title='holy cow'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-7049537639913089354</id><published>2008-12-15T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:55:31.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's snowing outside</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up and heard it raining outside. So, I go down stairs to watch the news and they said it's snowing all over the valley. I go to look out my window and lo and behold IT'S SNOWING!!!! I don't know if it's because I'm a winter baby and my birthday is in December but I've always loved the snow and the feeling I'd get every time I'd watch it. Granted the snow isn't sticking but still, it's snowing and that's all that matters. What's even weirder is that while we're getting the snow here in other parts of the country it's warmer than usual. I'm extremely thankful that it's snowing, I've missed it a lot.I hope it continues it's about time we get a break from the sun, wind etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-7049537639913089354?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7049537639913089354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=7049537639913089354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/7049537639913089354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/7049537639913089354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-snowing-outside.html' title='It&apos;s snowing outside'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-3141072232400299707</id><published>2008-11-25T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:18:48.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm thankful for...(shout outs)</title><content type='html'>I'm thankful for my mother. I love her more than anything else in this world.&lt;br /&gt;My Babie- I never need a tissue with her lol the unconditional love from both my mother and babie is always there and cheers me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends:&lt;br /&gt;Jessica- for always having my back and never losing faith in me. For understanding my position and supporting all the choices that I'd make.&lt;br /&gt;Steeners- Thanks for helping me thru everything I've been thru with "you know who". I'll treasure you always and am thankful for all the laughs. You and melodie will always have a special place in my heart. I &lt;3 you both.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy- My Sandy Fangina LMAO, you are def one of a kind, pure spirit. I love you. You are unique and the kind of friend that everyone should have and I feel blessed that you're a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Nancy &amp;amp; Charlie- for giving me a second chance and forgiving me. I'm really blessed to have you as friends.&lt;br /&gt;Andy- for being there when I needed to vent or talk.&lt;br /&gt;Cindy F.- For understanding me and really getting who I am and being there and the advice. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Wendy- you're truly one in a million, I can't thank you enough for all the encouraging words and accepting me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;Jamie- For making me laugh and not judging me by what certain CUNTS say. You're a sweet and amazing person.&lt;br /&gt;Anita- My angel, for never giving up on me and always thinking of me. I know I can always count on you. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Ranie- Also someone I can always count on when I need someone to talk to in a crisis and simply listening. That's the best gift anyone could ever ask for. You're truly an amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;Khrystal- What can I say about you... someone who I consider a little sister, thanks for keeping it real.&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice- Your sweet and kind words are what keeps me going, I thank you for that. More than you'll ever know.&lt;br /&gt;Marisa- You're one cool chick, you're a blast and enjoyed all the fun we had. You're a sweet heart.&lt;br /&gt;Chelle &amp;amp; Bri- your friendship means the world to me and thank you for being there for me. Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Lisa- It's great to have a friend from back home. I can always count on you to cheer me up whenever i'm home sick. You're a doll.&lt;br /&gt;Renee- Thanks for the laughs and understanding me for me and not judging me.&lt;br /&gt;Virgina &amp;amp; Deb- you're like a second mom to me. Thanks for always being there and protecting me.&lt;br /&gt;Tricia- Thanks for the words of advise, I'll always hold them dear to my heart. You're a peach, thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Criss and family, Mandelle, Sam, Jessie, Justin,Jennifer, LB,Tommy-You guys are a hoot, I love you all. But this is to criss: You've given me something that is irreplaceable, you gave me back who I am and allowed me to have a second chance with life and achieving my dreams. Although it's been a bumpy road and everything that's happened these past 2 years...despite all that I will always continue to support you until the end. All of you are like family to me, thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;(newly added) Russell Brand- I've been in a snit pretty much ALL of 2008 and thanks to Jessica for introducing me to you, that's when I've truly laughed whole heatedly for the first time in a really long time.Thanks for that.&lt;br /&gt;and to all my other friends that I haven't mentioned, I do love you all and appreciate you more than you'll ever know. I wish you all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-3141072232400299707?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3141072232400299707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=3141072232400299707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/3141072232400299707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/3141072232400299707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-im-thankful-forshout-outs.html' title='What I&apos;m thankful for...(shout outs)'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-3623448168197935930</id><published>2008-11-21T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:12:17.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Events</title><content type='html'>Let's just say this past month has been very interesting. Yet again after another argument with my parents I took the liberty of taking a drive to clear my head and to just get away from the atmosphere. Well, while on the phone with a friend WHILE I WAS PARKED IN MY CAR another car hit mine. As if things couldn't get any worse they just took off in their car as if it was nothing. Don't ya just LOVE Vegas?!&lt;br /&gt;Aside from all of that I've been preoccupying myself with other things. Thanks to my friend JCha she's got me hooked on a British comedian named Russell Brand. I have to say watching him perform made me laugh for the first time in a long time. And I'm not talking about all those giggle between friends, I mean this was a side splitting laugh. His humor is defiantly unique and an acquired taste and I look forward to reading his auto biography "My Booky Wook" AND not to mention he ain't half bad looking either LOL.&lt;br /&gt;P.S just sending a thanks to Jessica and Raine for answering my late night phone call and being there so I could vent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-3623448168197935930?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3623448168197935930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=3623448168197935930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/3623448168197935930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/3623448168197935930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/recent-events.html' title='Recent Events'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-8475766214395145076</id><published>2008-11-14T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:49:03.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare before christmas and carol to the bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qPICgsgF3w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qPICgsgF3w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-8475766214395145076?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8475766214395145076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=8475766214395145076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/8475766214395145076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/8475766214395145076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/nightmare-before-christmas-and-carol-to.html' title='Nightmare before christmas and carol to the bells'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-8476538113932406603</id><published>2008-11-08T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:26:47.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the season</title><content type='html'>Now is the time all the stores are getting ready for the holiday shoppers. I have to say since moving here to Vegas the holidays seem pointless and depressing. I grew up in the east coast where Christmas had snow and the family would get together. Here, there's no one and no essence of the holidays other than make-shift decorations. The holiday spirit now-a-days is nothing but the stress of shopping for the "perfect gift".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no point in celebrating if you don't have anyone to share it all with and as the holidays approach each year it get tougher and tougher, no one seems to understand just what it really means to cherish the ones they have in their life because there are some out there who have no one to spend the holidays with and that validation that you are alone feels really shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, be glad for who's around you and the ones that love you because you could be one of the many people out there spending the holidays alone. So next time you think no one cares about you just think how you would feel if you were alone for all the special occasions in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays? Bah Humbug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-8476538113932406603?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8476538113932406603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=8476538113932406603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/8476538113932406603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/8476538113932406603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/tis-season.html' title='Tis the season'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-8691548908727917588</id><published>2008-11-07T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:14:25.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Serenity</title><content type='html'>Under the dark night sky, gazing up at the stars I am at peace. Zoning out the noises around me from my parents fighting to dogs barking I am one with the night. The bright light of the moon is my candle to light the way for my dreams to sore. Here, I can fly. Nothing can touch me, and I'm finally at peace. This is my escape from the everyday tortures of responsibility and obligations. Here, I can be anything I want to be. The stars fill the night sky and flicker as though a guardian angel is making her presents known. For the longest time I've felt lost amongst  the universe and now I've found my serenity. Slowly I'm working on making myself sync and it's going to be a long process but with change comes success and with success comes hard work and I think I'm ready to face it head on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After focusing so much on other people and making them happy, I thought that that's what made me happy but it's not. It's time I take back my life and it's going to be a long, hard road. It's been tough having to deal with everything lately. My father being an ass whole that he is, I need to get the ball rolling on this so I can get out of this situation. Day in and day out it's the same thing...whenever it comes to money my father flips out and blames my mom and me and gets loud and physical and constantly blaming us for all his issues. I've prayed and prayed and prayed and asked myself why isn't God doing anything, then I realized HE wont do anything unless I do something. But it's important to find something to help make the journey a bit easier and for me it's my starry night sky because there anything is possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-8691548908727917588?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8691548908727917588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=8691548908727917588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/8691548908727917588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/8691548908727917588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/ah-serenity.html' title='Ah Serenity'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-2964516844361481882</id><published>2008-11-01T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:33:45.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween at LAX</title><content type='html'>After the gala premiere of BeLIEve we headed over to LAX for the special Halloween performance by Johnathin Davis of Korn. If you come to LAX and have money to burn you gotta spring for a VIP table. Our table was located on the stage where the DJ booth was and right in front of us was the stage where Johnathin would be performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few vodka crans (lol) we danced to the beats layed out by the DJ. Then Johnathin arrived and performed and during the performance we were right behind his drummer and just had a blast with him. Ray (the drummer) was amazing and very talented. After the set list was finished he turned around and handed me one of his drum sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I noticed someone that attended the believe performance had a table right next to ours and it turns out it was Micky, he's a producer and produced many of criss' music and we chatted a bit and took photos. Micky and his lovely lady Tina were so uber sweet and are really great people. Last night was a blast and I'm only sad that it's over, but I had a blast with my girls and I will definitely miss all the great times we've shared. Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-2964516844361481882?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2964516844361481882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=2964516844361481882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/2964516844361481882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/2964516844361481882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-at-lax.html' title='Halloween at LAX'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-4719966086515902877</id><published>2008-11-01T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:04:23.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BeLIEve black carpet and premier</title><content type='html'>Friday, October 31st 2008 the date of the gala premier of the long awaited Cirque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soleil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;collaboration&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; Angel present "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BeLIEve&lt;/span&gt;". The black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;capret&lt;/span&gt; was star studded from all the local headliners from Marie Osmond to Pen and Teller, even Mike Tyson showed up. As some of the cast of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BeLIEVE&lt;/span&gt;" walked the black carpet with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; the paps and their flash bulbs went stir crazy. After seeing the show several times, each time I viewed the show there was always something new or different in the production. This time I have to say it blew my mind. I'm not saying this from a "loyal" perspective, as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas local you do see a lot of headliners come and go and whether or not this show lasts it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; will be a success no matter how long it runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;performance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; addressed the crowd and attempted to fight back his emotion and thanked many people that helped him get to where he is now. He talked to the crowd about his father and as the crowd cheered him on his emotions got the best of him and tears were shed. He also added another illusion at the very end. After the cast takes their bows and the standing ovation continues &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; leaps up onto a table and lifts a banner over him and vanishes out of thin air as a wire hoists the banner up into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;scaffolding&lt;/span&gt; to reveal that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; had indeed vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having been apart of many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;filming's&lt;/span&gt; and saw the progression of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;BeLIEve&lt;/span&gt; I am so proud that his 15 year dream and vision has finally come to fruition. Despite what many critics say and reporters, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ultimately&lt;/span&gt; it's up to the audience and their response to the show. Besides about 90% of the time when a critic doesn't like something it's usually the most successful. I wish him all the best and to those of you who plan on seeing the show, come with an open mind and you will enjoy the ride. And to those of you who are coming to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Vegas&lt;/span&gt; you must check out the show, you won't regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-4719966086515902877?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4719966086515902877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=4719966086515902877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/4719966086515902877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/4719966086515902877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/believe-black-carpet-and-premier.html' title='BeLIEve black carpet and premier'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-5224446917284491055</id><published>2008-10-30T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:23:01.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just existing</title><content type='html'>Ever feel like as the days go by you wonder if there's actual meaning to what you are doing? Is life really about money, power and success? I'm at the point where at the moment my life has no meaning, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just existing with no real purpose. Everyday it's the same thing wake up, do my thing then go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WOOOOOHOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;, real exciting! NOT! I've been shit on by so many people and yet I still give them the benefit of the doubt and give chance after chance and yet what am I really doing for myself? It's about 11pm here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas and I'm in my back yard feeling the cool, fresh air as I look at the lights of the city and just sitting here, listening to the sound of the crickets and the night sky above me this is were I'm at peace. No stress, no drama, no expectations, just me, Raw. Being in one of the fastest growing cities in the world and the entertainment capitol of the world it's easy to get lost and be put into place here. I take one look at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Luxor&lt;/span&gt; light from my back yard and realize that light is something that can be seen from outer space and yet here I am, a m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;eir&lt;/span&gt; speck amongst all these great things that God has created and what am I doing with all of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a fucking thing, having done the club thing for a while it did get old and boring fast, I'm trying to think of other things to do with my time. Sorting out emotions and trying to put relationships into perspective is tiresome and emotionally draining. Battling with my inner self to really regain a new and improved self worth but all that's doing is just opening up doors for people to judge and attack me when all I'm trying to do is find my place in this scary world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, we shall soon find out. At the moment no matter what family or friends say I am feeling what I am because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ultimately&lt;/span&gt; I am broken. I feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just existing and there's no true substance behind anything I am doing or trying to accomplish. Chasing your dreams and following your heart is one thing but what happens when you've stopped dreaming and your heart is out of reach? Believing is always a good thing when you actually have something to believe in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-5224446917284491055?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5224446917284491055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=5224446917284491055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/5224446917284491055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/5224446917284491055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-existing.html' title='Just existing'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-2729325085716911700</id><published>2008-10-25T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:46:40.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clearing my head</title><content type='html'>2008 for the most part hasn't been one of my best years. I've been sick (surgeries and what not) battled depression, been used and abused by people who I thought were friends but were only after their own agenda. A part of me feels so stupid that I keep giving people the benefit of the doubt, that the people I meet are genuine. Most of them are but others are questionable. I've faced many obsticles in my life to which I've learned from some but the others just past me by. I've gotten to know some real cool people all because of one very special person. I know I've said in the past that I've got to let it go but how can you just forget something that's apart of you? I've heard the saying "if you can't get someone out of your head maybe they're supposed to be there" and it is true. Why should I give up something that makes me happy just because certain people think I should?&lt;br /&gt;I went for a walk this evening to clear my head and as I walked down the street looking at the lights of the strip glowing against the night sky I couldn't help but shed a few tears. Tears of joy, or tears of sorrow, I don't know. I was just overcome with emotion and that's just how I release it. As I was walking I thought about all the recent events that have occured and realized that I am me whether or not people like it or not this is me. I am who I am and I feel what I feel because it's who I am. People told me all the time "you need to do what's right for YOU." and I agree with them but my heart tells me that all of this...this emotions and confusion and just over all genuine and forgiving nature, THAT is who I am, no matter what the situation or who is involved and I can't change that. I feel what I feel and know what I know because it's what's meant to be for now.&lt;br /&gt;My life up until this point was an utter joke, I wouldn't talk or express who I was or what I was feeling because I put up this wall so no one could get in but once that wall was cleared away, I could breathe again. For the first time in a long time I was ME again. I can't help who I know or feel connected to, it happens because that's the way it was meant to be. We all are ultimatly connected in some way shape or form and I believe that things happen for a reason. Even though the state I'm in isn't a place i'd like to be, I'm here now to learn something and until I do I cannot move on to the next chapter of my life. No one will ever understand how I feel deep inside but me and if there are people out there that cannot accept me for who I am, emotions and all then I don't need you in my life. For too long I've been doing what "other people" wanted me to, it's about time I do something that I wanted for a change. Like it or not I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!!!!! So put that in your pipe and smoke it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-2729325085716911700?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2729325085716911700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=2729325085716911700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/2729325085716911700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/2729325085716911700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/10/clearing-my-head.html' title='Clearing my head'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-6587990725586587949</id><published>2008-10-05T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:40:51.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready to BeLIEve?! Part 2</title><content type='html'>I do believe in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt;, I do believe in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt;, I do I do I do I DO believe in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; all joking aside the show was A-MA-ZING with a capitol ZING! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; was great, the dancers were great, the music was great, everything was GREAT! There were a few times when something didn't work right like at the tornado part what was supposed to come out of his mouth....well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; It didn't. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; had to take it out of his mouth himself but that's to be expected with a "preview" show.Near the end when he addressed the crowd he made sure to say that it was a preview show so he's anxious to hear what everyone thought.Now back to the show. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; We entered into the theater and had to check our cameras and phones before entering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; if we didn't there were special scanners that you had to pass through before actually getting into the theater. After all that security bull shit, you pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; this tunnel and at the end it's the stage and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; it's breath taking. The gold trim like you see on the web site is exactly what they made come to life. The clock even gongs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! But the actual stage itself looked as though it was underground, it had roots &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;crawling&lt;/span&gt; up the side and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I was seated wasn't very good as far as view is concerned. It was on the very end so you can only see the far left and partially the middle and not the side I was sitting on. "The Ushers" put on a really funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pre-&lt;/span&gt;show and was getting the crowd into it and every time the clock gonged it was like their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; to introduce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt; well after the 3rd time (which dragged) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; came out, only it was one of "the ushers" impersonating him. It was too funny, he must have said are you ready a dozen times. It was cute.Once it was time for the show the big red velvet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;curtains&lt;/span&gt; rose to a screen that showed a little montage of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;mindfreak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; series. After that it opened to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;levitating&lt;/span&gt; above  and the show began with him welcoming everyone and mentioned the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;loyals&lt;/span&gt; and how much he appreciates us all.I don't want to give it all away so stop reading now if you don't want me to spoil anything."the ushers" acted as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt;' "right hand men" and protectors and brothers I guess you could say. All through out the show they were by his side showing concern and stuff like that. So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt; comes down from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;levitating&lt;/span&gt; he revisits the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;tesla&lt;/span&gt; coil. And there is an "accident" something goes wrong. The story line is just all over the place and hard to keep up with if you don't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt;' style. IT DOES keep you guessing where and when things happen but one of my fave parts other than the "homage to the rabbits" bit is when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Kayala&lt;/span&gt; are levitating together. It was such a beautiful site. That happened after the "second wedding" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; which I cried at a few parts. Not bawling crying but like tears came down my face because I was so proud of him on how the show turned out. I however have to agree that Cirque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; overshadows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; is hardly is on stage and when he is he isn't doing much other than his illusions. Other than that he's just standing there staring into nothingness like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;oooh&lt;/span&gt; look at that" or "what's going on" I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; needs to be "in" the show a bit more. I'd love to see him dance with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;bunnys&lt;/span&gt; or something BUT when the anteaters come out he does however do a "battle" of some sort with dancing and starts pop and locking for a few seconds. Words can't express how blown away I was coming out of the show and NO it's not because I'm a loyal or will support &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt; regardless of what he does. In my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; if you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt;' style and know what to expect from him than you will love the show. It's very artsy, and theatrical. I wouldn't call it a magic show but more like how back in the day they used to watch plays for entertainment. It's kind of like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was bumping, there was fire and sparks and wind and tons of lights. One thing that set me off was the majority of the music was very Wade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Robinson&lt;/span&gt; and there was this one part where the ant eaters were dancing and it goes from like LAX night club hip hop/R&amp;amp;B music to like jazz that just seemed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;inconsistent&lt;/span&gt; with me and really made me wonder more what was going on because it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;' mesh with everything else. The story line is very jumbled up, kinda had the "kill bill" feel where certain parts happened before they should have. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Criss&lt;/span&gt; does engage in the crowd but the crowd didn't really know how to react to him, hence why only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;loyals&lt;/span&gt; and others that know him would know how and when to react. My suggestion for fans and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;loyals&lt;/span&gt; the best seats to get will be in section 101 and 102 row D, back.We all had a great time and loved the show, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;BeLIEve&lt;/span&gt; that it will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; get up to speed and gain momentum as more performances are under their belt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; tonight next to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; went wrong. I'm so proud of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;criss&lt;/span&gt; and cannot wait to to tell him when I see him again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-6587990725586587949?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6587990725586587949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=6587990725586587949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/6587990725586587949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/6587990725586587949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-ready-to-believe-part-2.html' title='Are you ready to BeLIEve?! Part 2'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-7873762300474838205</id><published>2008-09-30T00:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:00:14.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready to "BeLIEve" ?! part 1</title><content type='html'>After arriving at the luxor around 4pm on Monday September 29th 2008, I was anxious to see the happenings at the Criss Angel theater. Deb and I arrived into our very spacious and cozy hotel room in the towers and got unpacked so we can go down to the "BeLIEve" store to see the merchandise. T-shirts, mugs and candles galore fill a florescent filled souvenir shop. Tourists all around rummaging through the trendy threads discuss what the show is like and talk about all the "buzz" about the show being a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later after the 7pm show let out I took it upon myself along with a good friend Beatrice from Canada, to ask the audience how they felt the show went. Although there were many people disappointed, many were actually impressed. Their only suggestion was that Cirque "over shadowed" Criss Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lady said, "I wish there was more Criss Angel in the show, you can tell this is a Cirque show and not a Criss Angel show."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't seen the show just yet, I go and see it on the following night of September 30th 2008 and will be giving my view of the show, promptly after the show has ended. Beatrice and I found that the majority of the people were saying the same thing. That they would have liked to see more magic and less of the traditional Cirque criteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another gentelman stated that, "I came to see magic, not a bunch of dancing. I'm a fan of Criss' and would have liked to see more of his flare in the show."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two girls traveled all the way from Germany to catch one of the preview shows and although their English was broken they basically said the same as the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is not your typical Criss Angel show."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few comments more we decided to head into the lobby area of the theater and mingle amongst ourselves and talk about the crowds reaction and basically; some hated it, some liked it and some even loved it so all these reports focusing solely on the negative is just appalling and uncalled for. We've come to the conclusion that many have come to expect seeing a Mindfreak type of show like the TV series even though this is a Cirque production. Having been a Criss fan for quite sometime I choose to make my own judgment call on how the show will be and am proud that Criss has ventured away from Mindfreak and explore his many talents and exercise his creativity by stepping outside of the box including his normal persona that the public has come to know. After all, these are only preview performances. There's plenty of time for tweaking if need be for the gala premier set to fall on Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stay tuned for my rendition of the show*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-7873762300474838205?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7873762300474838205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=7873762300474838205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/7873762300474838205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/7873762300474838205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-ready-to-believe-part-1.html' title='Are you ready to &quot;BeLIEve&quot; ?! part 1'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697168478165481779.post-1657222378872535130</id><published>2008-09-29T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:23:43.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Blog</title><content type='html'>Just a little intro about me, I go by Lee or Miss Lee. I live in Las Vegas and love photography and writing. Hopefully I'll spark some readers and do my best to entertain you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4697168478165481779-1657222378872535130?l=missleescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1657222378872535130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4697168478165481779&amp;postID=1657222378872535130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/1657222378872535130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4697168478165481779/posts/default/1657222378872535130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missleescorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-blog.html' title='My first Blog'/><author><name>Miss Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00026744399868918903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4JBa3rDs5Y/SOEZ90MMgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Un_Ip3LfiYw/S220/tnbc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
