<?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-6852123</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:46:33.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-=My Soul=-</title><subtitle type='html'>-=What more Can I Say?......Find Out=-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6852123.post-110719465614441567</id><published>2005-01-31T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T10:24:01.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aggrivation Aggrivation Aggrivation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea its been a minute, but im still here alive and kickin thank the lord. But not only am I alive and kickin but im also aggrivated and semi-upset. Me and the wife to be are still doing great but I've been thinking alot lately. Ok im going to Japan, and we're gonna be seperted at least 6 months seeing as she has to do some OCS bullshit over the summer. So I was thinking, shit I got the baddest woman on base I cant leave her here wit these grimey ass niggas for them to try to get at her or what not. I know my fellas feel me. You know u got a beautiful woman with a good head on her shoulders, leave and niggas are gonna try to turn her into that hoe with no brain at all right? If not that niggas are trying to take her from you because they want what you have and see opportunity to take it right? Of course im right. Shit if I was single and I saw a woman I liked, and I knew her and her man was seperated I would try too. I know the ladies reading this is like "if you are doing her right she wont worry bout them niggas. What? u dont trust her?" Of course I trust her yall hell you think I would be marryin someone I couldnt trust?! But i know things happen. A person could have all the best intentions but fuck around and run into somebody with all the wrong intentions and shit just happens, before you know it u dun fucked up and did some shit u wasnt suposed to do. And the worse thing is you really honestly didnt mean to do it. Recently theres this guy thats been tryna get at her harder than ever, especially after he found out she was getting married. from what i was told they had a little something before and well he is tryna start it back up. She works with the dude so she sees him on an everyday basis and I dont like that shit. I'm seriously thinkin bout bustin up in the office and stompin him a new asshole just for GP. Maybe then he'll just steer clear. Why am I like this you ask? Well my last relationship ended because I went to boot camp with a fiance' and came back with noone and all alone. the little 3 month time frame I was away I guess she got lonely, and people tend to get vulnerable when they are lonely. So things happened. If the same thing was to happen to me now i would be sooo hurt, especially knowing the fact that I love ayesha more than I did my ex. That shit would kill me. Smh love can be the most beautiful feeling in the world, but it can also bite your ass harder than anything else can bite. Then got these arseholes (tryna cut back on the pottyfont) at the job just constantly getting on my nerves about how I should not get married because japan is for single men and how my girl is gonna do me wrong and this and that. I'm about to EXPLODE!!!!!!! I think im finna go and woosah or something. Later......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6852123-110719465614441567?l=infamous-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110719465614441567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110719465614441567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110719465614441567' title=''/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6852123.post-110607740576825011</id><published>2005-01-18T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T11:43:25.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo wassup?!  Its the MLK Weekend Recap!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So yea, the Martin Luther King holiday just passed so I just thought I would give yall the play by play.  I reserved me and the wife to be a suite at the Crossroads Inn (thats a hotel on base)  The main reason I got the room was to be in a more homish environment, not an environment thats so military oriented.  So we get to the room and its very homish indeed.  Me and the lady get comfortable right away and settle down, we had to work thursday so we were a little beat from the work day.  Later on that night I felt like being a little playful lol, so I turned off all the lights in the room, and started messing with wifey lol.  We played hide and seek in the dark for like an hour and a half lol, like 2 big ass kids in a pitch black room tryna find each other hahah.  I had the slight advantage of course because im not the lightest nigga in the world lol.  After that we had to chill out a bit because shit a nigga was tired lol, but i stopped and thought about it and i realized how cute we were lol, wow.&lt;br /&gt;  Friday morning came, and yup we had to go to work.  Being that the MLK weekend was coming up, we got a half day that day, so I was kinda looking forward to getting to work, so I could get the hell off lol.  I went to work and ended up geting off earlier than expected, I got there @ 7:30 and was  outta there by 8:45  that was craaAaAaaAzy!!!  So from there I went back to mi suite and chilled with my homies while patiently waiting for the wife to get off work and come home to me. (awwwwwww)  Wifey got home and was lookin all good and stuff lol, had my boyz not been in the room she probably woulda gotten raped lol.  Friday night I got my cook on,  I fried a couple steaks and me and the wifey chilled and watched tv.  As a matter of fact we watched a movie called KIDS, mayne that mufuggin movie was crazy as hell.  Filled with 15 year olds passin round std's, pregnancys, and all the alcohol and drugs a person could need in 2 lifetimes smh!  INSANITYYY!!!!!!  Wifey made a couple steaks too, but she had to add her own little cheesy twist lol, I swear that woman could eat cheese on anything!&lt;br /&gt;After we ate we cuddled and such and uhhh things got a little x rated later.  I'll leave it at that lol.&lt;br /&gt;  Saturday!!!!  We didnt do shit!! lol now that I think of it we didnt do shit most of the weekend, but being with ~her~ was all I needed.  Sunday came around and she's mad because I ate all the zebra cakes she bought without her even getting one of them.  All I could do was try to play it off and change the subject lol.  I am an idiot hahaha.  -pssst- It got xrated that night too...&lt;br /&gt;  So it's monday, the ladt day of our weekend, what did we do you ask?  SHIT!!!!!   We chilled and played Need For Speed all day lol, awwwwww what a couple we are lol.  Well now its Tuesday, and im at the job, doin this bullshit for my upcoming deployment smh -sigh-  I cant even fuck around on the computer like I usually do, the horrorrrr.  lol  Well I got shit to do so I guess I'll be out this biish!!   HOLLAAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Love You Esh!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6852123-110607740576825011?l=infamous-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110607740576825011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110607740576825011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110607740576825011' title=''/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6852123.post-110571108424868234</id><published>2005-01-14T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T05:58:04.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whats Tha Business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've been M.I.A for the past Three days, but it wass all for good reason.   This Tuesday Jan 11th to be exact, I was made the saddest man on earth, but tlso the happiest.  All in a 24 hour timeframe.  The bad news hit me at exactly 1:00 that afternoon, I was told that I was being sent to Okinawa Japan for a 15 month unacompanied tour of duty.  I wouldnt really mind going to Japan, save for the fact that I would be leaving the most treasured thing to me in this entire world.  I didnnt know how I was gonna break it to Ayesha, so I said fukk it I just gotta tell her, it hurt me so bad to say it I couldnt even talk about it over the phone smh.  But yea we knew we had to make some descisions.  Later that night we went to the gym and did a little workout.  I can tell we didnt feel to good about the situation, but we didnt really talk about it because we didnt want to shed anymore tears or make eaach other miserable all over again.  Even later that night, we did what lovers do lol.  At around 9:30ish I asked the love of my life to become my wife.  Yes people!!!! I asked her to marry me!!!!  And she accepted yawll!!!!!!!!  Well now its arranged.  We'll be married on Valentines Day is'nt that sweet!!! We just found out that if we're married before I leave she can probably come too!! It would be a little later though. Well yea thats whats been good for this week.  Stay up yawll!!!  To my wife to be, We're in it for the long haul baybay, and I'm not plannin on runnin outta gas in this lifetime.....I love you boo boo, so so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE PEOPLES!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6852123-110571108424868234?l=infamous-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110571108424868234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110571108424868234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110571108424868234' title=''/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6852123.post-110532964780698389</id><published>2005-01-09T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T05:35:38.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love her so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at her now and the more I think about it the more I know that she's the one for me. I mean she's the most beautiful thing in the world, and we have sooooo much in common. I love her more everyday (hahah sounds like some ginuwine shit huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well shit its sunday not much goin on. I'm just sittin here with my babygirl chillin and such. Sundays seem to be the longest day of the week, the day before the work week -sigh- work! Something I dont feel like dealing with right now lol. Hell I never really have much to say in this thing since I have'nt really done anything new lately. Well on that note i guess i'll be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6852123-110532964780698389?l=infamous-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110532964780698389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110532964780698389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110532964780698389' title=''/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6852123.post-110502549001568404</id><published>2005-01-06T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T07:31:30.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whats goin on peoples?!  Yea I said I would make a small post, so listen up.  Well whats new with Simeon.....lets see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Its a new year, and new years bring about changes and resolutions.  My Biggest Resolution was resolved before the new year even hit.  My biggest resolution was to find love.  October 29th 2004 I hooked up with the love of my life.  There has not been another individual that has influenced me in the way that she has.  We started off a little shaky at first, but now as the days go by I start to love her more and more.  They say only fools fall in love.. Well shit I must be the biggest fool of them all....Later Folks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6852123-110502549001568404?l=infamous-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110502549001568404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110502549001568404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110502549001568404' title=''/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6852123.post-110412314325272920</id><published>2004-12-26T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T20:53:33.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IM BACK BITCHES!!!!!..........I GOT SOME THINGS THAT ARE NEW.....NOT ALLL ARE MATERIAL.....I FOUND A LOVE BITCHES!!!! -INSERT RICK JAMES LAUGH HERE- LOL I'LL GET IN BETTER DETAILS WHEN I HAVE THE TIME. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6852123-110412314325272920?l=infamous-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110412314325272920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/110412314325272920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110412314325272920' title=''/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6852123.post-109270884937992313</id><published>2004-08-16T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T19:15:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since I dont have shyt else to write about, i'll flaunt my skillz lol. My boi has a connfidence impediment lol. He is Extremely! Absolutly!! interested in a female that he's been talkin to for a while, but never had the guts to let her know how he felt about her. So I did the talking for him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I Want&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to be happy, and all I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;Is to find a love that's unconditional, to find a love that's true.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is peace of mind, to have some of the finer things in life.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is a beautiful child, and possibly a loving wife.&lt;br /&gt;All I want are tender kisses, can you add a gentle touch?&lt;br /&gt;All I want are the simple things, do you think that's asking too much?&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to be appreciated, because sometimes I feel that I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;To get the things that I deserve, Lord knows that I deserve a lot.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is someone to talk too, someone to make me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who knows just what to say, when I feel misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;All I want are things from the heart, not material things to flaunt.&lt;br /&gt;All these things can be brought by you...its you I really want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-=SMK=-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6852123-109270884937992313?l=infamous-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/109270884937992313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/109270884937992313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109270884937992313' title=''/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6852123.post-109199064632098308</id><published>2004-08-08T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T13:42:46.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dramaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god last night has had to be one of the craziest nights i've had in a while. It all started that thursday night when my niggas went out without me. My best friend decides he wants to go out with the niggas that night...but the thing is, he's married. As you already know the wife didnt really approve of it, but she acted like she didnt mind (I dont know why yall do that shyt lol) So they go out have a good time, and does'nt get in until 6 in the am. Now u know good and well his wife was heated so the get into it and I get a call like "dawg you need to get over here before I crack on this girl" So I get dressed and get there in damn near a manner of seconds. I calmed them both down but I could tell they were still upset with each other. So its friday now and i'm off. (Because I worked a 24 hour shift from 4 thursday morning into 4 friday morning.) I go to see how my nigga and his wife were doing. It turned out that the hostility was gone, but they werent speaking to eachother so me and him spend most of friday together, he's clearing his head and im helping him clear it, shyt thats what friends do. Later on that evening about 9'ish I take him home and he asked what was I going out, I told him that I was, but I also told him he didnt need to go because of his wife situation. So he does the right thing and stays home. Now its saturday me and him have a football scrimmage to play in so we could be ready for the upcoming season and all that good stuff. Usually his wife goes to watch him play, so I go to his house to meet him and stuff and I see him dressed and ready to go, but his wife was not. He called me in the back room and was tellin me how she was still trippin from thursday night so she ended up not going to the game. Later that night the worst happened.... Me and him were coming back from the game and he was like "I gotta meet somebody real quick dawg" so im like "yea nigga whatever" So he goes to this apartment complex and I see him talking to some female, so im thinking in my head that he's talking businss so I dont even sweat it any. Later that evening I let his wife use my cell so she can call her mom and stuff. Im guessin my nigga gave the chick he was talkin to earlier my number, because he doesnt have a phone of his own. Well the girl calls while his wife has the phone and she answers it and it all went downhill from there. The chick asked to talk to my nigga, so you know his wife was like "who the fuck is this askin for my man?!" So they get into it and come to find out that my boi was messin with the girl for months. So I jump right into my "meidiator uniform" and get to work, but wifey got a lil too heated for me to calm her down and went and cracked my nigga in his nose. Before my boi reacted I grabbed him and took him out of the house. We rode around a minute and talked.... I let him know he was dead wrong for what he did and took him back home to the wife to see if they could work it out. I left the scene, but not before telling him that if the situation escalates that he needs to just leave and come see me before somebody got hurt. Well its sunday now and I have'nt heard from him since last night, hopefully they came to an agreement of some sort. After the events that happened this weekend, I realize that the so called "game" that niggas nowdays are playin is just a way to get your self brokenhearted and lonely in the longrun. The feeling of loneliness is about worse human emotion in existence. Fellas if you got a girl..dont mess around on her, all its gonna do is come back and bite you in the ass. Let her know its all about her, and the world is hers. To all my fellas without a girl, find that one and when you do find her take the advice I made in my previous statement. As for me im still single, maybe I need to stop trying to fix everyone else's relationship issues, and persue a relationship of my own..... ~1&lt;br /&gt;-=SMK=-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6852123-109199064632098308?l=infamous-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/109199064632098308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/109199064632098308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109199064632098308' title=''/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6852123.post-109199074000550577</id><published>2004-08-06T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T11:45:40.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guess Who's Back?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I really graced this blog with my presence. Mainly because I didnt really have anything to blog about, hell I still dont...but i'll just entertain you a little.Nothing much has been going on with me lately....the same ol same ol routine from home to work, from work to home day in and day out. Im really looking forward to this weekend...its like the 1st full weekend I had off in about 2 months, another missed weekend and I would have been in a padded cell before it ended. My homebois went out to Dream last night, of course I was at work so I missed out. The fukkas had the nerve to tell me how much fun they had and how fugged up they were and shyt like that, I was so heated I coulda shot one of them fuggas lol. Maybe we'll be able to do something of the such tonight. oooOOoOOOooOoOooO Yeeeaaaaaaa...... Today I witnessed the funniest thing i've ever seen in my whole entire life!!!!! I was in the barber shop waitin to get my "wig split"(haircut) so I was doin what niggas usually do when they are waiting for a haircut...I was lookin at the cats that were getting their hair cut lookin to see if the barber fuggs them up lol. Dont yo know how when you go to sleep in a sitting position and you lose control of your head so it falls over, there was a cat that did that while he was gettin his shyt cut!! The silly mufugga fell asleep in the chair and his head fell over while the barber was cuttin his hair and the nigga had a big ass patch of hair taken outta his head...he ended up gettin it all cut off. I laughed my ass off....hell my haircut almost got fucked up cuzz I was in the chair laughin lmmfao! The dude gave me a cold ass look like "nigga u better stop laughin or else" so I laughed harder lol whew that was hilarious. Wow look at the time I gotta go to football practice so I guess im outta here for the time being, i'll talk to all you niggers, crackers, spicks, jews, heebs, hoes, bitches, tricks, sluts, hoolie hoos, ho has, trick ass marks, mark ass tricks, skip skop skanks and scalawags later ~1&lt;br /&gt;-=SMK=-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6852123-109199074000550577?l=infamous-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/109199074000550577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6852123/posts/default/109199074000550577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infamous-soul.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109199074000550577' title=''/><author><name>simeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03090573162384628831</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></entry></feed>
