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ABC has been relentless in their marketing for the new show &lt;i&gt;GCB&lt;/i&gt;. (You'll have to google it to find out what it stands for if you don't already know. And I don't care what they say, the "B" ain't for "Belles.") iTunes had the premier episode available for free last week and as I am a sucker for most free things on iTunes and endless, brain washing marketing I downloaded it. I watched it on my flight to...wherever I was going...and I won't lie, I laughed. There was some mildly racy commentary and based on the opening scene there's a reason it comes on at 10pm EST. It's not for the kids. But it's moderately witty...I did not expect someone name Bridget Sanchez-Fong to be black and nearly choked on my water when she came on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;
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And maybe because I grew up in church, a lot of the characters seems relatable and oddly familiar. It's cute enough. I don't know that I'll be setting the DVR as it is already bursting at the seams. But if it's on in passing I may sit down and take a look.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, unbeknownst to me until very recently, there is already a growing backlash against the show from what I can only assume is the conservative Christian Right. Apparently, the depiction of Christian women in the south is rubbing some people all the wrong way. And after watching the show, I get it. If you didn't know any better, you'd think that the church is filled with back-biting, intolerant, jealous, conniving women with nothing better to do than undercut one another under the guise of holiness. But see here's the thing...as I mentioned before, I grew up in the church. As such, I have met each and every one of the women on &lt;i&gt;GCB&lt;/i&gt;. I'm not saying it's right...it's just a fact.&lt;br /&gt;
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No church is perfect and any pastor who says his is is lying and you need to run far and fast. Just by walking in the door, I make a church imperfect. But isn't that the point? The people who are having the biggest problem with the show probably attend a church chock full GCBs and they're mad because ABC had the audacity to put them on blast. Or maybe I'm wrong. Maybe they go to one of the only almost perfect churches on earth and really have no concept of women such as these....NAW...that's not it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like I said, I get how some could be offended. The Church and its members hardly EVER get a fair shake in mainstream media. We are often depicted as backwards, unforgiving and basically completely opposite of the Jesus we claim to love and follow. But I have to ask, shouldn't we shoulder some of the blame for that? Some of the people with the loudest voices are saying some of the ugliest things...(looking at you Westboro) and those of us who truly believe in loving our neighbors sit idly by and do NOTHING. Evil should never have a louder voice than good.&lt;br /&gt;
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And when we are represented in a positive light, some of us still find a way to criticize. How can we expect the world to take Christians seriously when we can't stop back-biting and fighting amongst ourselves? How can we chastise those outside the church for not loving their neighbor when we're tossing side-eyes at the chick in the pew in front of us for cutting us off in the parking lot?&lt;br /&gt;
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While I see how people could have a grievance with the show, rather than wasting time and energy trying to get it off of the air, why not refocus some of that effort towards being a light in a dark world. Instead of being mad because some fictional character from a non-existent church said something that rubbed you the wrong way, turn off the television, head down the street and see if your neighbor needs anything because her husband is serving overseas, his wife just passed away, their child/parent/sibling is ill. Instead of fretting over a show THAT'S NOT REAL, why not BE the change you want to see in the world. If more of us who call ourselves followers of the teachings of Christ actually...I don't know...followed the teachings of Christ more often, then shows like &lt;i&gt;GCB&lt;/i&gt; would be moot. (And I am WHOLEHEARTEDLY throwing myself under the bus with this one...I'm basically talking to myself at this point.) If more people SAW Christians loving, caring and extending kindness then THAT is what would come to mind when people think of church go-ers. If we don't want to be GCBs then we must stop acting like GCBs. Simple, no?&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm just saying...it's funny because it's true&lt;br /&gt;
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I seriously don't know if I'm ready for this and I wasn't even related to Whitney Houston. Just seeing the previews made me queasy. And why are we still talking about Bobby Brown?! See...I can't. I'm verklempt. Talk amongst yourselves. Are you ready for this?- Toya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-8350880163247371739?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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So I was on Netflix to see if &lt;i&gt;Journeyman&lt;/i&gt; is available to stream or on DVD (it's not.) After my hot Ginge post I found myself wanting to revisit the show. Since it was not available Netflix suggested that I might like &lt;i&gt;Day Break&lt;/i&gt; with Taye Diggs. Wait...13 episodes of Taye Diggs. Yes, please and thank you. Now excuse me whilst I paint my nails and drool.&lt;br /&gt;
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But this week, at least with me, the gingers are having the best week ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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First there was the guy at the gym who was taking me through all kinds of changes. When I'm at the gym, I usually just try to mind my own business, get my workout on and bounce. I'm not really chatty or there to make friends. I'm just trying to get into my goal skinny jeans and then be on to the next one. But this past Monday, there was a sexy red-head doing his THANG at the gym. My Lord and my GAWD!! I had a perfect view of him lifting and such from my elliptical and thus spent far longer than I planned ellipticalling to nowhere. (Aside: what's it called when you're on the elliptical? Walking? Shuffling? Ellipticalling? Whatever...) A friend of mine suggested that I should have asked him out this being Leap Year and what not. But I'm old fashioned and like to be pursued. I'll throw you hints, smiles and do every thing short of grabbing some of the lights that the guys who help land planes use to let you know I'm interested. But you've got to be the pursuer. (There's a whole blog post stewing in my brain about that topic.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, hot workout Ginge has me planning to sweat it up at the same time from now on if it means I get to gaze about his fiery goodness and gorgeous freckled face.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was minding my own business and THIS dude wants to show up, be tall and hot and...are some of those tattoos real? My DVR is about 90% full. I need to delete a lot of stuff. This episode, however, is not going anywhere. Like Max said, "Your body looks SICK." This dude makes me want to hop a plane to Ireland RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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So in honor of the Ginges having the best week ever, here a few of my favorite hot red-heads:&lt;br /&gt;
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Rupert Grint&lt;br /&gt;
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Not even gonna lie, I know the movies are called Harry Potter and the (inordinately long title here.) But Ron was ALWAYS my favorite. Maybe it was because he was the only one to curse or maybe it was because he was just a regular dude. I don't know. But whatever it was, Ron was always my HP fav above all the others.&lt;br /&gt;
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Michael Fassbender&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, I know this picture is in black and white and thus you are unable to behold Michael in all of his ginger glory. But this man is fine and this picture is my favourite. So feel free to go &lt;a href="http://theberry.com/2011/12/14/berry-hot-men-red-heads-34-photos/ginger-hotties-24/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or &lt;a href="http://fassinatingfassbender.tumblr.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to partake of Michael in all of his wondrous red-headed goodness.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kevin McKidd&lt;br /&gt;
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I need Owen and Christina to make up on Grey's. I can't handle them fighting. I mean, don't get me wrong; I've been a fan since &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0948538/"&gt;Journeyman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; so I'm not going to stop liking Kevin if he and Christina's character don't make it. But I'm going to be really sad. I like them together. (Are you listening Shonda Rhimes? Give the fans what they want.) I mean...for real though...look at those eyes. *swoon*&lt;br /&gt;
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So your job for this week is simple: if you see a auburn-haired brother or sister, walk up to them and hi-five, hug, or whatever else you feel led to do (if you end up in jail it's on you) to let them know that they are appreciated, loved and maybe a little coveted. Long Live The Ginges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-4839179378678995600?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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John Mayer debuted a new song this week. Welcome back, Boo. We've missed you. - &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/03/01/john-mayer-born-and-raised_n_1313418.html"&gt;HuffPo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/i&gt; is out in 3 weeks. I (Tia) literally changed my work schedule so that I could fly home in time to see the Midnight showing on March 23. Yes, it's that serious. - &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/gallery/0,,20419951_20479641,00.html"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entertainment Weekly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There are times when I get really sad that I don't have kids. (Not often...and not today after sleeping 10 hours last night...just being honest) But then I read stuff like this and I'm sad for the kids and the people who have to combat all of the crap this world throws on said kids. - &lt;a href="http://inamerica.blogs.cnn.com/2012/03/03/on-youtube-teens-ask-the-world-am-i-ugly/"&gt;CNN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Attention: Black Girl Nerds, those who love Black Girl Nerds and anyone else who understands how awesome BGNs are, this is my new favorite site and you need to go to there. - &lt;a href="http://blackgirlnerdy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Black Girl Nerds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I've been a Crystal Renn fan for a minute. (See &lt;a href="http://blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com/2010/10/normal-0-false-false-false.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post) And I understand that if you were a fan of hers when she was plus-size you could feel a way about her now that she's not. BUT C'MON MAN!!! The girl is about her hustle. It's her right to be thick, thin or other. Hateration is not cute - &lt;a href="http://www.radaronline.com/exclusives/2012/01/crystal-renn-s-startling-slimdown-plus-size-women-betrayed"&gt;Radar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I know I already made a Hunger Games reference....but I'm EXCITED!! Katniss &amp;gt; Bella.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you like Downton Abbey and Beyoncé/Destiny's Child, then you will LOVE this - &lt;a href="http://downtonabbeyonce.tumblr.com/"&gt;Downton Abbeyoncé&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I like how people are all in an uproar about the &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/02/29/rush-limbaugh-sandra-fluke-slut_n_1311640.html"&gt;comments&lt;/a&gt; that Rush Limbaugh made. He's an idiot. This is not new information. Much like how we're all aware that water is wet, the sun is hot and Chris Brown should be banned from Twitter, some things we know to be inherently and irrevocably true - &lt;a href="http://thestir.cafemom.com/in_the_news/133973/5_reasons_rush_limbaughs_apology"&gt;The Stir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Not gonna even front or try to be holy, Tupac could have gotten it without trying. So this new musical is probably going to be right up my alley - &lt;a href="http://www.nme.com/news/2pac/62366"&gt;NME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Psych is back. I need to meet Shawn and Gus (James and Dulé). Especially since &lt;a href="http://blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes-were-just-friends-tia.html"&gt;Blaine&lt;/a&gt; and I are basically them minus the "psychic" stuff. - &lt;a href="http://www.usanetwork.com/series/psych/"&gt;USA Network&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So clearly we completely fell off from Quitting. I could make a bunch of excuses, but why? Excuses are what people make when they dropped the ball and want to feel better about it. Yeah...I'm not going to do that. So apologies for the inexcusably long delay and without further notice, let's get back to the Quitter Challenge. Or in the immortal words of C. Brezzy: LEGGO!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Quitter Challenge Chapter 6 - There Will Be Hustle&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything comes to him who hustles while he waits - Thomas Edison&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (yes, THAT Thomas Edison)&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess it shouldn't have come as a surprise that one of longest chapters in the book was about the amount of work you'll have to put in on your dream job while still maintaining your day job. And for some reason conquering that chapter became a formidable task for me. It seemed longer than all of the others combined. Harder to read. At one point in the wee hours of the night as I flew back from (insert location I can't remember here) I found myself wondering if I'd forgotten HOW to read because I was having so much trouble finishing this chapter. "K is a vowel, right?"&lt;br /&gt;
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But it finally hit me on my 9,736th go at trying to finish Chapter 6 that my laziness was preventing me from moving forward in the book. I didn't want to hustle. Hustling means working harder, faster, smarter. I didn't want the extra work. I want to breeze through BGLU. I want to post something insanely clever, have the right person read it, have the aforementioned person show up at my door like Publisher's Clearing house with a giant check (giant in size AND amount) made out to Tia and Toya and be shuttled away to a furnished loft/apartment/bungalow in the Hollywood Hills, where I can look out on all that I survey and write witty, sometimes pithy anecdotes about being a fun black girl in the city of angels. Ummm...yeah...I just don't see it panning out like that. (Aside: If there &lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt; someone out there who likes our blog and finds it worthy of a giant check and subsequent sponsorship, please know that we are NOT opposed to that. )&lt;br /&gt;
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The truth of the matter is if you want something, anything, worth value, you're going to have to work at it. You want to lose weight you have to work out and eat well. You want to build wealth, you have to stop spending money on pointless things and save. You want to marry a British guy, move to London...(wait, that's from my personal vault...ignore that.) If you want it, you have to work for it. It's that simple.&lt;br /&gt;
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"...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;our desire to complicate [our dream] is all too often just a cover for laziness or fear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;." - Pg 142&lt;br /&gt;
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Jon talks about being "terrified of the work involved." (pg 143) I circled that and wrote, "ME TOO!" I work really hard on my day job. Between traveling, long days looking at medical records and late nights writing reports, I usually put in no less that 50 hours a week. It's just the nature of the job. I travel a lot. And while it sounds exciting, lugging a laptop bag and carry-on through airports, sleeping in 8 different hotels since the 3rd week of January, literally waking up and having no clue what city you're in, being recognized by airport workers because you travel so much and they know your face, is neither relaxing or easy. And doing it all for a job that causes your feelings for it to vacillate from mere disdain to abject hatred is not the business. I say all of that to say that because of the work I put in to keep a roof over my head, I'm not often moved to put in more work on something else. But that shouldn't be the case. My day job should spur me to hustle harder on my side gig in order to one day be freed from the tyranny of my 9-5. Isn't the goal of Quitter to eventually be able to "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0118607/quotes?qt=qt0238606"&gt;give us free&lt;/a&gt;" from the thing that doesn't motivate us so that we can do the thing that does?&lt;br /&gt;
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I often say, "I do what have to do until I can do what I want to do." That is the very nature of Quitter and Hustling. If I want the blog to be successful then I have to write more and consistently. It's the if/then principle. If I want to (insert dream here) then I have to (insert the nature of the hustle here.) And so for me (and for some of you) that means making more hours in the day by starting earlier. And, real talk, I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am not a morning person AT ALL. While I appreciate the quiet and stillness of the morning, I don't care enough about it to partake in it. But several weeks ago I realized that if wanted to have time to do anything other than work and travel then I'm going to have to start going to bed earlier and getting up earlier. The first time my alarm went off at 5:30 it went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;
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As much as I hate it, the morning before the day starts is the perfect time to get things done. There are fewer people at the gym. My work blackberry hasn't started chiming incessantly as if it's about to explode. (Seriously, do I need to be CC: on EVERYTHING?!?!) And most importantly, my doubts and laziness haven't kicked in. My drive hasn't yet been squashed by the TSA agents/300 page medical charts/crappy airport food. In the morning I remember why I love to write because the demands of the day haven't rendered me forgetful. I remember why I continue to pursue the things I love...the things that bring me joy. So like it our not, you're going to have to make time to hustle.(And..ick...it may be in the mornings.) But the beauty of it is, as you hustle more, though you may be busier, you'll find yourself being being busier doing the things you love and that matter to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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But before you think it's all hustle and rainbows and lollipops, hear me..or rather hear Jon: Pursing your dream is work. Closing the gap between your day job and your dream job is a hustle. You have to put in work. And regardless of how much you love your dream job there are going to be times when it is hard and frustrating and you want to throw the book about Quitting out the plane window for stating such. (Just me...?) But there must be diligence. There must be practice. There must be hustle. I know that I need to write and write and when all else fails, WRITE. I need to put in the time, the material, the everything else if I truly want BGLU to become good enough to be my dream job. So while I may currently want to shoot the bird that is so happy about the coming sun that it WON'T SHUT UP, the fact that I'm up early enough that I am subjected to the the wretched creature so that I can blog brings me a bit of satisfaction. And I know it's hardly a huge step. But it's a step.&lt;br /&gt;
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There's a whole section about doing your dream for free. I'm going to let Toya address that further. I feel she's got some special insight on that. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;
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I am the eldest of 3. I am Type A with smatterings of Type B. I am pretty organized. And I am often grossly competitive. &lt;strike&gt;I NEED TO WIN!!!&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;I like to win. I am Monica Gellar.&lt;br /&gt;
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And you know what...I'm fine with that. But up until very recently, I felt the need to be good at everything. If I couldn't be good at it, I didn't do it. I had to be right. *coughPRIDEissuescough* So when I found myself seeing the success of other blogs that hadn't be around as long as ours, I'm embarrassed to say that I had some&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hater&amp;amp;defid=1041134"&gt; hater&lt;/a&gt; issues.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Pitting your dream against someone else's is a fantastic way to get discouraged and depressed. Nothing good comes from measuring your dream against your competition."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Pg 162&lt;br /&gt;
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There is a blog that I'm familiar with that will remain nameless and for a time I was completely baffled by the success of the blog. I genuinely wasn't trying to be a hatress. But I just didn't get it. Why did this blog have so many followers? Why did the author get to do a bunch of cool stuff? Our blog is way cooler. (Did I just admit that out loud?)&lt;br /&gt;
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I came to realize a few things. 1. I seriously need to work on humility and my pride. 2. The author of the blog is the DEFINITION of a HUSTLER. 3. The reason I found the blog so boring is because it wasn't geared toward me. I am not the target demographic. But thousands of other people are and the author of the blog knows that. S/he works his/her tail off, posts regularly, networks incessantly and does what needs to be done to ensure the success of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Comparing your unique dream against someone else's is like comparing apples to skateboards. The two will never measure up precisely."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Pg 163&lt;br /&gt;
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So while we and the aforementioned blog may have some things in common, to compare their site and their numbers/followers to ours does BGLU a complete disservice. That's not to say there shouldn't be some sort of measurement. But what should you and I be using to ascertain importance, scope, progress? Say it with me now: HUSTLE&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Measure hustle first. I think measuring the effort you're putting in is a much more honest gauge of your progess. It's the only part of this process you can control."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Pg 168&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't be held captive by the number of page views we get. If traffic is down, it's probably because we haven't posted in a while. And if we haven't posted in a while it means we're not hustling. And if we're not hustling, then we can't be mad that we're not progressing. Do you see what I did there? I can only be mad at my own laziness if I don't succeed. While there's something to be said about page views, re-posts, Twitter followers and the like, even if all of those things are down for a time, if I know that I have given everything that I've got, pushed past my exhaustion and disdain for early mornings and screeching birds, and in general hustled like a champ, then I can rest assured that I didn't miss the mark unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;
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So there will be a Hustle. There will be work. There will be late nights and early mornings. But the goal is the dream. And one can not simply dream. One must also hustle.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;"You need to go find what makes you truly happy."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Wow! Is that the theme for this week or what?&amp;nbsp; I am so excited to see &lt;a href="http://www.gooddeedsmovie.com/"&gt;Good Deeds&lt;/a&gt; this weekend for a number of reasons. For one, Tyler Perry gets to try his chops starring in a romantic drama without Madea. Regardless of if you like his movies or not, I think a lot of us can agree that taking risks and stepping outside of one's comfort zone is a big deal. For that reason alone I hope he is successful. Also I'm a big fan of Gabrielle Union and who doesn't love Phylicia Rashad AKA the classiest woman to ever grace the earth? I swear every time she speaks it's like jazz. Also in the film are Thandie Newton, Rebecca Romijn, Brian White, and Jamie Kennedy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another reason I am excited to see this movie is because it is nice to see blacks in a present day film.&amp;nbsp; If you remember, one of the reasons I didn't want to see The Help was because I just got tired of not seeing black people in every day, PRESENT DAY, situations. I think the public is way too comfortable seeing black people as maids. I mean has a black person ever received an Oscar nomination for a romantic comedy or romantic drama?&amp;nbsp; There aren't enough movies like that out. I'll be honest with you: I may finally be able to see The Help after this. I'm just sayin'. &lt;br /&gt;
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Finally, it's no secret that Tyler Perry is big on charity. Lionsgate has partnered with Covenant House for the Good Deeds Great Needs campaign. Every time the trailer is shared from their&lt;a href="http://www.gooddeedsgreatneeds.com/#"&gt; website&lt;/a&gt;, Lionsgate will donate to &lt;a href="http://www.covenanthouse.org/"&gt;Covenant House&lt;/a&gt;, an organization for homeless youth. For more information about the film and the Good Deeds Great Needs campaign, be sure to check out &lt;a href="http://gooddeedsgreatneeds.com/"&gt;GoodDeedsGreatNeeds.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-1263034412042801190?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Happy Friday yall! "Fill Me In" by Craig David is on my list of top 10 favorite songs of all time. I fell in love with it the moment I heard it. The track is just so sweet!&amp;nbsp; I've never seen this version of the video before and I think I like this video better. Truth be told, I would've snuck out with Craig David too before I moved out of my parents house. I'm just sayin'.&amp;nbsp; Who would you have snuck out the house for as a teenager?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-404988941030002352?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Just yesterday, I wrote a post about finding those things that make you happy. Well I can't think of anything that makes BGLU happier than music- especially songs that within the first two notes make us holler "That's my jam!" *insert stank face*.&amp;nbsp; Well the British have given us reason #1812 why they are cooler than us: &lt;a href="http://www.thisismyjam.com/"&gt;ThisisMyJam.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This genius idea that you are going to be mad that you didn't come up with is pretty much my latest and hopefully last (we know that's not true) internet obsession. While I have managed to dodge Pinterest, this was inevitable. According to their &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/thisismyjamapp"&gt;Facebook page&lt;/a&gt;, here's the idea: This is My Jam is "a place to put your favorite song of the moment &amp;amp; hear great music, handpicked every day by friends."&amp;nbsp; So basically you look up your current favorite jam through their database, which includes audio and You Tube videos, and post it to your page.&amp;nbsp; I love this idea! I think most of us know the difference between our favorite songs and our jams.&amp;nbsp; The reason why I love it is because it's pretty specific. I mean saying that something is your jam means that it just hits you in that special spot.&amp;nbsp; A jam makes you put on that stank face.&amp;nbsp; For instance, Slick Rick's "Mona Lisa"? My JAM! Lisa Loeb's "Stay"?&amp;nbsp; Not so much.
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Another great thing about it is that you get to discover new music.&amp;nbsp; Today I was introduced to &lt;a href="http://www.liannelahavas.com/"&gt;Lianna La Havas&lt;/a&gt;, through someone's Jams list.&amp;nbsp; I have never heard of her before. I am definitely feeling this.&lt;br /&gt;
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So check out &lt;a href="http://www.thisismyjam.com/"&gt;This is My Jam&lt;/a&gt; and tell us what you think. Oh and you can also follow people so if you join up, follow me at &lt;a href="http://www.thisismyjam.com/toyaisrandom"&gt;www.thisismyjam.com/toyaisrandom&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I'd love to hear what your favorite jam of the day is.&amp;nbsp; You only get one so don't get overzealous like I almost did.&lt;br /&gt;
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In related news, someone asked us via Twitter about a BGLU trip to the UK. Yeah I think that we are long overdue for that. However at this rate, our tickets may be one way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-5647565303887184291?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;When I wake in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;I want to blow into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I want more than just ok, more than just ok.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm up with the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;I want more than just blue skies.&lt;br /&gt;I want more than just ok, more than just ok.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;More than fine, more than bent on getting by.&lt;br /&gt;More than fine, more than just ok.- "More Than Fine"- Switchfoot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Almost two months into 37 and I tell you; I have never experienced so much non-stop craziness, sadness, and drama in my entire life. It's only February!&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping that 2012 is in the process of doing a 180 where it starts off craptacular but by December it is absolutely wonderful. Because right now? This ain't cuttin' it. But with shifting comes realization and one of the things that I have realized is that I am not happy. Now before I really get into this, please know that this is not a cry for help. I'm not depressed at all. Well not anymore anyway. I did have a good two week long pity party not too long ago that involved Chinese buffets and long hours of zoning out and playing Angry Birds but that's an entirely different story. What I mean is that I have been doing myself a disservice for quite sometime by acting happy for so long, that I never really checked to make sure that I was actually BEING happy. And the truth is, I can't remember the last time that I was actually consistently happy. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now grant it, I've recently had some happy moments. My friend Anne Marie's wedding last year was the happiest day of my life. That's right. &lt;b&gt;HER&lt;/b&gt; wedding was the happiest day of &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; life. And while that's sweet and all, I am concerned that I have not spent enough time being concerned with my own happiness.Outwardly I am one of the happiest people you ever wanted to be around. I spend so much energy and take so much care to make sure it comes off that way.&amp;nbsp; However inwardly, not so much.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I've been faking it.&amp;nbsp; I just think that when it comes to my own need for happiness, I've been ignoring it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm not sad...currently. But I am definitely not happy. I'm just...okay. And by okay I mean the bare minimum of what constitutes being okay.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I think within Christiandom (which is different from Christianity by the way. Christiandom is culture based on Christianity but sometimes in no way reflects what Christianity is really all about) we are encouraged to "fake it 'til we make it". We are sometimes made to believe that as long as you have joy, that is all you need. I remember being in a church and feeling like if in any way I asked about what I wanted to do for me versus what I could do for others, I was in complete sin. But the fact is you need to protect your own situation. It's like being on an airplane. They tell you that if and when the cabin starts to lose pressure that the oxygen masks will drop. When they do, PUT THE MASK ON YOURSELF first and THEN try to help someone else. And when I think about Jesus, which I've been doing more and more of lately, I wonder what He did to ensure His own happiness. For instance, yes I am happy when I know I have helped others. There are certain moments when I have blessed someone with an encouraging word where I have walked away happy. That's my sweet spot. However, sometimes you have to ask yourself what have you done that makes you happy that is independent of what you have done for someone else. I don't think that's selfish to ask. In fact, I think that you are doing others a disservice if you don't find out what those things are for yourself. Because if you depend on people to provide that for you, you are going to go home feeling more and more empty over a period of time.Of this I am a witness.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am at a crossroads career wise where I do feel that what I am being led to do may involve what needs to be done for others over some other personal interests that I'd like to pursue. And that's okay because I actually see the greater good in that. I just think that it's important to remember that you need to be extra sure that you can identify the things you need to do for your own happiness, especially if your life's purpose involves people. If you don't you will get burned out. You will actually start to hate the people you so desperately want to help. &lt;br /&gt;
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So what am I going to do now? For one thing, I intend on being more aware of when I am actually happy versus when I am only acting happy. I have to be honest with myself. Life is too short to just be walking around here doing just okay. I think for some more than others, happiness takes work. I now see it as a responsibility. We are living in some rough uncertain times right now and I think we all owe it to ourselves to rationally and responsibly&amp;nbsp;take care of&amp;nbsp;our own happiness. Note that I said rationally and responsibly. Some people are really out here wil'in right now in the name of "I've got to do me".&lt;br /&gt;
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Secondly, I need to develop some more hobbies. I got a new camera for Christmas and I love taking pictures and writing about where I go.&amp;nbsp; That makes me happy for sure. Thrift store shopping makes me happy. Lord knows that I can't wait for spring!&amp;nbsp; I think we all owe it to ourselves to try new things. Don't take your friends for granted either.&amp;nbsp; You need them and they need you. By friends I mean real friends. Friends that won't let you lie about how you are really feeling. Even Jesus had homies outside of the disciples that he got away and chilled with. Even he knew when to get away from the crowds to be alone and get himself together. Why did I think I was any different?&lt;br /&gt;
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At this point happiness is work but with the uncertainty of life that is more apparent now than ever before, it's so worth it. We don't just owe it to ourselves to be happy, we owe it to others. Have you done a happiness check up lately? It's worth considering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-8611690643409247178?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Sometimes SNL is hit or miss but I don't think there was any doubt that once the hilarious Maya Rudolph came back to host it last weekend that it was going to be great. Check out this hilarious skit where celebrities like Nikki Minaj, Prince, and Brangelina go to visit the Carters to welcome baby Blue Ivy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-2376736690003205733?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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So here's the thing...I (Tia) have very few regrets in life. There a couple of men I'd wish I'd never met and some regrettable hair styles. But overall I'm content with the choices I've made. But one of the few things that I'd wish I'd given a longer shot was living in LA. I was in a rough place when I left and I really think that if I'd pushed through I would have learned to love the greatness of it. Yeah, there's traffic and real estate is sky high. And there's always that residual feeling of anticipation that the whole state is about to fall into the ocean because of some huge earthquake. But then there's the sun. The diversity. The hole in the wall food joints that serve the best sushi/Thai/Mexican/hot dogs/pizza/etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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And I mean..,C'MON ON...no where else in the world do the girls get their own theme song.&lt;br /&gt;
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I liked Katy Perry's version of&lt;i&gt; California Gurls&lt;/i&gt; enough, I guess. It was cute. I sang along. But I LOVE Bruno's version a million times better. (Aside: Can we talk about how I prefer Katy Perry's songs when other people sing them? I STILL don't like her version of &lt;i&gt;Teenage Dream&lt;/i&gt; but I LOVE&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3hvRSif1VV8"&gt; Glee's &lt;/a&gt;version. She should get other people to do all of her songs. #shade)&lt;br /&gt;
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I have said it before plenty of times. An iPod on shuffle is a beautiful thing. I forgot I even had this song until yesterday while I was working in Akron. I was minding my own business and this came on while I was elbow deep in medical records and bottles of drugs. I proceeded to listen to this song for the rest of the afternoon. Sleep on Bruno if you want...but that little man can SANG.&lt;br /&gt;
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After his Grammy performance this year I was genuinely disappointed that I haven't been able to see him in concert. I'd been a fringe fan but I've come to realize the Bruno is going to not only sing but perform. So I may have to make a concerted effort to see him if he ever comes back my way. Until then I'll just have to run YouTube clips like this...&lt;br /&gt;
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I heard this song while I was driving last night and could not believe it.  Did Usher finally come out with something I can believe in again?  He hasn't dropped anything that I've really cared about since the Confessions album. I really love it. Tell us what you think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-7273782578365945749?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great job LL!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;My favorite group in the world, New Edition, performed in town the night of 
the Grammys. No way I was missing them for the Hot Mess Championships. 
That's what DVR is for. These are my real time thoughts while watching 
this year's Grammys.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Love that Jersey is opening the show. Go
 Bruce! Bruce Springsteen is a sexy beast at 63, aint he? *Cough* Jersey water 
*cough* Max Weinberg is killin’ on these drums. Steven Van Zandt always 
seemed like he is a really close talker to me.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Pray Deacon LL! I
 wish that him praying and his wedding band would distract me from 
counting how many times he has licked his lips already but no such luck.
 Pray for me.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Lici called him Yum Yum Cool J.&amp;nbsp; I can’t take it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Carrie Underwood looks great.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Seriously, LL is such a distraction.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sitting behind Adele: Did they say that was Taio Cruz? Ooooh Victor Cruz! Never heard of him.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;OMG Taylor Swift get away from Nicki Minaj. Who sat them together? Is she still young enough to have a guardian?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Bruno
 Mars is a cross between Frankie Lymon, Johnny Mathis and Israel 
Houghton. He is killin’!&amp;nbsp; Can he close the show too?&amp;nbsp; I had no idea he 
had all of this in him!&amp;nbsp; Let's give a hand for Sexual Caramel!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Now
 the Etta James tribute.&amp;nbsp; I have friends that sing who call Alicia Keys 
“Alicia Off Keys”.&amp;nbsp; I can't always tell that she is off. My ear's not 
that sharp.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sing Mother Raitt! Bonnie Raitt looks like she keeps that good candy in her purse.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I live for Adele's makeup. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Chris Brown's on. That's right. You mad.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;“Beautiful
 People” is my JAM! I really like this performance.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad he doesn't
 look like one of those kids from Meteor Man anymore though.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Yeeeah “Otis” won!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Yall
 were wrong for letting Kelly Clarkson go onstage with her weave looking
 like that. She's done nothing to deserve this injustice.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Poor Jason Aldean.&amp;nbsp; His mic just gave up the ghost.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Foo
 Fighters!&amp;nbsp; BFF Fact: Tia has loved Taylor since he played drums for 
Alanis Morrisette and I have loved Dave Grohl since Nirvana days. I flew
 to LA to see The Police reunion and that was the only show on the tour 
they were opening.&amp;nbsp; We missed it because a 45 minute drive took 3 hours.
 That is why I hate LA to this day.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I’m so proud of LL right now! He’s doing great.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Rihanna's vocals are...better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Okay
 “We Found Love in a Hopeless Place” makes me want to just be young and 
reckless. Like I just want to start spray painting stuff and running 
through the streets like that movie The Warriors. I like this 
performance!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I’m not really feeling this duet though. Yikes.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Is Coldplay still on? Is this a label showcase? Why is this so long? I hate a showcase (that was for you Tonya)! &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Teach the babies, Dave Grohl! Great speech!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ryan Seacrest is our Dick Clark. I just feel that he will be 65 looking just like he does now. He’s a machine.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Adam
 Levine's high pitched singing and caressing of this microphone stand is
 not conducive to holy living. That's really all I have to say about 
that but yeah for PJ Morton playing on this Beach Boys tribute!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Foster the People look adorably nervous right now. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The
 Beach Boys have a combined age of 896 and still their harmonies are 
killin’ everyone in the place right now. It’s really that simple. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;In case you didn't get that, Stevie Wonder's “ok” after the audience couldn't clap on beat can be translated as “Yall are slow”.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I. love. Paul .McCartney.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Taraji
 looks great! Side note: I know that she and Common used to date. I 
don’t understand how one can function as an ex of Common. I really 
don’t. Not without a restraining order. Moving on.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;So Chris Brown won. Besides El Debarge’s record, I haven’t heard any of the albums that were nominated so I have no opinion.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Watching
 Joy Williams in the Civil Wars reminds me that you never know where God
 will take you and your talent. I'm encouraged by that.&amp;nbsp; I'm now salty 
that I didn't go see them play The Ryman.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Say what you want 
about Taylor Swift. I can hear her song one time and know all of the 
words to the song by the second time I hear it.&amp;nbsp; That girl writes. It 
has to be so liberating to sing “Mean” on the Grammys. That “alone in 
life” line cracks me up every time.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I like so many Katy Perry songs...except this one. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Yes
 Adele. Fun sized girls stand UP!&amp;nbsp; I can't tell if her voice sounds 
different or not since the surgery. I need her to come out with a 
clothing line.&amp;nbsp; I will say this about Adele though:&amp;nbsp; I appreciate her 
but I do think that she's a tad overrated. However I also thought Lauryn
 Hill's debut album was overrated. At the time it was released there 
wasn't too much greatness out there, similar to right now. It's easy to 
shine. Not to take away from her talent. I’m just sayin’.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I have
 completely blacked out during this Glen Campbell section.&amp;nbsp; I don't know
 any of these...wait! *Fist in the air* ”Like a rhinestone cowboy!!!!” &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok until "Rhinestone Cowboy" came on, I actually forgot that I was still watching the Grammys.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I love that Bon Iver looks like a physics teacher. I'm gonna check him out.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Is Tamar Braxton Lady Gaga's seat filler?&amp;nbsp; Umm...hmm. Okay.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I
 think that Jennifer Hudson did a great job doing "I Will Always Love 
You" her way under the pressure she was under. I have no problem with 
her not doing the “big ending”. It sounded as if she was singing to 
Whitney directly and she seemed rather emotional. The pressure of 
hitting that note after losing one of your idols the day before?&amp;nbsp; Much 
like the critiques following the performances at the Michael Jackson 
memorial program, I think people have been very unfair to her. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;I
 know some people were salty because they didn’t show pics of Etta James
 and Don Cornelius during the tribute to those that passed but they did 
each get their own separate tributes. Who they didn’t show ANY love to 
however was Jani Lane from Warrant and yes I do feel a way about that. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If they don't bust out with a Soul Train line, this is going to be one crappy Don Cornelius tribute.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;That was one crappy Don Cornelius tribute.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I
 thought Chris Brown was J Cole when he came out. I don't know how I 
feel about him performing twice, even if it is with David Guetta. They 
couldn't get someone else on a song?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;And why are the Foo 
performing again? I'm confused by everything right now AND I have a 
headache.&amp;nbsp; I'm getting too old for all these glow sticks flashing. I 
don’t understand at all what is happening right now. What is this?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If you can't dance to dubstep then why is it called dance music?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Umm,
 right after Drake introduced Nicki Minaj, a commercial came on. What 
have we been spared from?&amp;nbsp; Is this so we can gather for prayer before we
 watch it? Okay, it’s back on.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Real talk?&amp;nbsp; I'm concerned. I’m 
very concerned. Like, even I can't clown this. I’m so serious.&amp;nbsp; And 
everyone from her label to the Academy to CBS who okayed this in 
rehearsal is suspect to me right now. Something is really terribly 
wrong.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I love that Adele is weeping and wailing over winning. She’s adorable.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I
 love Paul McCartney and all but why is he performing twice again? What 
is really going on? Can we just bring back Bruno Mars please?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
Well
 that’s it.&amp;nbsp; I'm yawning heavily and it's only 9:30. That pretty much 
sums up how I feel about this year's Grammys. It was just… a-ight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alright the floor is open. What did you all think?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
PS. One more thing: I know I said that I wasn't going to say anything else about Nicki Minaj's performance but someone put this pic up on Facebook and I think it pretty much sums up how a lot of us feel.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The range of emotions I have experienced since Saturday night have shocked me to say the least. I have a hard time functioning when I don’t understand my emotions. &amp;nbsp;So because I am still figuring things out, please forgive me if I ramble, repeat myself and go long.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It's crazy.&amp;nbsp; I wasn’t even 1/8&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;fan of Whitney as I am Michael Jackson&amp;nbsp;and her passing has hit me harder than his did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;With MJ’s passing I was numb for about a day. &amp;nbsp;But with Whitney’s passing I just can’t seem to shake this sadness. It wasn’t until I read a tweet by Questlove did the pieces start to come together:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;@Questlove: man. 4:40am &amp;amp; this whitney {stuff} is still {messing} w/ me. dunno why....i mean MJ was my idol &amp;amp; i cried but i wasn't depressed. THIS however...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And that’s when the lightbulb came on. &amp;nbsp;Michael Jackson was magic. I mean deep down we thought he MIGHT be a regular dude but he was still Peter Pan. He seemed to be this untouchable mystery. &amp;nbsp;But Whitney? She was one of us.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was when I remembered why I began working on an idea I had called The Hilltop Society, a ministry for Christians in mainstream music (&lt;a href="http://www.thehilltopsociety.blogpost.com/"&gt;http://www.thehilltopsociety.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;), that I began to understand why I was taking this new reality personally. &amp;nbsp;Whitney Houston embodied the very type of artist that I hope that ministry, once it gets off of the ground, reaches. The music community is full of Whitneys. &amp;nbsp;There are plenty of artists, aspiring and accomplished, that grew up singing in church&amp;nbsp;and are incredibly gifted. I have plenty of loved ones like this. Now while it may not reflect on the radio, it’s very true.&amp;nbsp;Unfortunately most are ill prepared for the pressures that the spotlight can bring. &amp;nbsp;And that’s why I started it. To give artists and others in the industry the support that they need and that the church for the most part has neglected to give them. That is why this hurts so much. Because I feel that I have a responsibility and I know I haven’t done enough. That is going to change. It has to and it will.&lt;br /&gt;
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After I considered that, I thought about how everyone probably has had a loved one like Whitney. Someone who battles addiction and whose ups and downs you are familiar with; who you pray time and time again that they can finally kick their habit. &amp;nbsp;Some of them have been successful, like I actually believe Whitney was at the time of her death, and some are still struggling. Some of you may even have been that friend or relative. &amp;nbsp;Even I can identify with Whitney on some level. A Jersey girl who grew up in church, loved to go with her mom to hear her sing, and has struggled under the pressures of the “good girl” moniker with an affinity for bad boys? Oh absolutely! Criticzed harshly by people of her own race for "crossing over" (remember when she was booed at the Soul Train Awards)? Yup. All day. Whether she was your idol and inspiration to start singing or you just loved her music, there was something about Whitney that made us feel like she was some sort of not so distant relative. I think that's why for many this hits too close to home. We saw her and accepted her at her worst. We absolutely adored some of her antics. Many of us had a “Oh that's just her way” type of reaction to her that many don’t have with a lot of artists. I think that was because she was so real and we could relate. I look back on Maya Angelou’s poem “We Had Him” that she wrote about Michael Jackson’s passing and it reminds me a lot of her:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Only when we confess our confusion can we remember that he was a gift to us and we did have him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;He came to us from the creator, trailing creativity in abundance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Despite the anguish, his life was sheathed in mother love, family love, and survived and did more than that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style. We had him whether we know who he was or did not know, he was ours and we were his.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This was not supposed to be the demise of someone with so much promise. Someone who at 19 was poised to be the next big superstar. And for anyone who says things like “we all knew it was going to happen eventually” or "I"m shocked but not surprised", I’d like to go half on a lottery ticket with you. Because unless you predicted that she would die in a bathtub after taking Xanax (this was what the reports are now saying), I’d like to extend to you a heartfelt invitation to shut up. I am so tired of society, especially the media, making it seem like your entire life is summed up by your last public mishap no matter your accomplishments or what you have done to become a better person. This is evident every time the Grammys come on and pictures of Rihanna’s battered face resurface all over the internet. It’s amazing to me how the public will hold a grudge longer than the people who have resolved their matters in private.&lt;br /&gt;
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And while I am venting about people’s obsession with past mistakes, as a die hard fan of all things New Edition, I have got to address the matter of Bobby Brown performing after he found out that Whitney died. Now I’m not an entertainer and for those that are, if I am wrong with how I think he may be feeling, feel free to chime in. There is no place I’d rather be than around people that love me when tragedy hits. That airplane ride to the unknown around the time of tragedy is a rough one. I completely understand him wanting to be with five other people on stage who know exactly who he is and can hold him up. And from what I’ve heard from those that are performers, sometimes getting onstage and doing what you love is the cathartic thing to do. For all we know it could have been the absolute best thing for him to do in order to prepare for what he was going to have to face from now on.&lt;br /&gt;
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So now I prepare myself to watch the Grammys tonight (we missed it because of last night's New Edition show)&amp;nbsp;and not do the same thing that I have just pointed the finger at many for doing. To not judge people by their past or present mistakes. To understand that I will never know the pressures of those that at one time just wanted to sing and live out their dreams and are now caught up in the machine of the industry. It is my hope that the timing of Whitney Houston's untimely death (I don't even know if that phrase makes sense but roll with me) is a wake up call for artists and industry people alike. You cannot deny how crazy the timing of all of this is. &amp;nbsp;The King and Queen of Pop are dead and as of now there are no successors. We need to care about music again but more importantly, we need to care more about the people behind it while they are here.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear Jeremy,&lt;br /&gt;
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I figured I'd better write this before it's too late and people deem me a bandwagon fan.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have the feeling that you're about to have a big year. I just watched the trailer for the new &lt;i&gt;Bourne &lt;/i&gt;movie and with&lt;i&gt; The Avengers&lt;/i&gt; coming out this summer, I'm certain there will be a lot of oohing and ahhing over you. So I wanted to go on record early and say that you have been my boo in my mind for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was &lt;i&gt;S.W.A.T.&lt;/i&gt; that first did it for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Something about men with guns is appealing. Your unapologetic badassery made me sit up and take notice. But it was your portrayal of Ned in &lt;i&gt;Neo Ned&lt;/i&gt; that let me know that you could do more than just sexily wield a gun. Though difficult to watch due to the subject matter, the way you and Gabrielle Union interacted was amazing and heartbreaking. She was already a favorite but &lt;i&gt;Ned&lt;/i&gt; added you to the list.&lt;br /&gt;
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So this summer as you Hawkeye it up and all the fair-weather girls and boys start trying to tell you how much they've LURVED you, remember this BGLU has been down for you for a while. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go drool over your all too brief appearance in &lt;i&gt;Thor&lt;/i&gt; on my huge flatscreen. You and Idris in HD is how I'm choosing to spend my afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;
Your Long Time Boo&lt;br /&gt;
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Tia and I have 5th row tickets for New Edition on Sunday and I have not been this excited about a concert since...well...El DeBarge, who was supposed to open and is no longer opening. But I don't even want to talk about that right now. Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;
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I don't think I can really express how important New Edition is to me or how important they are to music, particularly R&amp;amp;B. I am so sad that kids today don't have music and entertainers like this to go grow up with. Today's music is so awful!&amp;nbsp; They are the last R&amp;amp;B male group of their caliber. One can argue that Boyz II Men can outsing New Edition but in no way can they out PERFORM New Edition.&amp;nbsp; Ronnie Devoe, the greatest boy band dancer of all time, is killin' them alone. &lt;/div&gt;
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I have been freaking out all week. I literally have cried watching Youtube clips.&amp;nbsp; And Ralph Tresvant is singlehandedly the smoothest dude walking.&amp;nbsp; Also know that his shag in the above video is giving me everything I need for my life right now. &lt;/div&gt;
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There will be tears. There will be high pitched screaming.&amp;nbsp; There will be heart palpitations. Basically, I will be causing a scene. It's just that simple. And you can forget about live tweeting.&amp;nbsp; I will just be trying to get my breathing in order.&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Every single girl goes through it I'm sure.&amp;nbsp; The point where you start to think that you're ready for marriage.&amp;nbsp; The point where you will actually admit to yourself and maybe others that you actually want to get married.&amp;nbsp; I am convinced that this is easier for others to admit than it is for me. Usually if I admit this, I immediately start thinking that perhaps I'm not busy enough.&amp;nbsp; But nevertheless, the thought comes around sometimes.&amp;nbsp; And sometimes right behind it, in as little as 48 hours, so does this thought: If I can't handle this, how on earth can I handle marriage?&lt;br /&gt;
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Case in point, I am currently going through something with two friends. Without going into much detail, let's just say that I did something with the best intentions that turned out the worst way. I didn't get caught. I fessed up to it and now I am on the other end asking for forgiveness from the both of them.&amp;nbsp; Forgiveness that I did not anticipate taking over a week (and counting) to receive. For some reason it has made me think about marriage. I often wonder how marriages fall apart and I can't help but think if these types of situations come into play. We've all seen marriages that we never thought in a million years could break up. We all wonder what exactly those "irreconcilable differences" are. Once we hear that one of those differences has nothing to do with infidelity, we are really left scratching our heads. What on earth could they not work out?&lt;br /&gt;
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I recently found out that someone I know is now separated and I had no idea anything was even wrong. Last time I saw them with their spouse they seemed so adorable. You have absolutely no idea what's happening in people's homes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Side note:&amp;nbsp; I need no one else in Alicia Key's "Unbreakable" song to break up.&amp;nbsp; Kimora and Russell, Joe and Katherine, and now possibly Will and Jada? I'm just sayin'.&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, I had no idea their relationship was on the rocks. It's only February and this is the second break up I have found out about this year.&amp;nbsp; I just wonder sometimes. What are the triggers? What are the red flags?&amp;nbsp; Outside of infidelity and abuse, what are those things that people just can't or won't get past?&lt;br /&gt;
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Although my situation is not with a spouse, it has made me think of spats within my parents' marriage.&amp;nbsp; I've seen my dad apologize for something and then when he didn't receive forgiveness in what he deemed to be adequate time, he shrugged it off as if to say "Look I'm sorry. I don't know what to tell you. Either you get past it or you don't. Either you see my intentions or you don't. I've said all I could. I already forgot what we were arguing about."&amp;nbsp; That is so prideful! Yet... guess who I get my temper from.&amp;nbsp; Yup.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm really concerned about how I am going to handle conflict in marriage.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am concerned about how I am going to handle being at the mercy of someone's forgiveness who I can't just cut my losses and move on like you can with a friendship.&amp;nbsp; Men are a lot more sensitive than they let on sometimes.&amp;nbsp; I fear that my patience will only go so far and my asking "What exactly are you upset about again?" will be followed by me spending several nights in bed alone. I will admit that when unchecked I can easily move into sarcasm.&amp;nbsp; It's a defense mechanism. I can make jokes in some of the worse situations. From what I understand, when you get married you don't have to become a different person.&amp;nbsp; You have to become a better person.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes becoming a better person comes from situations where you realize that you have not been the best person you could have been in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Two days ago I (Tia) was watching Full Force's episode of&lt;a href="http://tvone.tv/about-unsung/episodes/season-4-winter/full-force"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Unsung&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Don Cornelius was one of the commentators and I found myself thinking, "Heyyyyy, Don Cornelius! Where you been man??" I didn't realize how long it had been since I'd seen DC. But like an old familiar friend, I was happy to see him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I spent many a Saturday watching &lt;i&gt;Soul Train&lt;/i&gt;. While I was never the best dancer, I still loved to move. There was something about seeing people of color being themselves and doing the flyest moves of the day that resonated with me even at that tender age. &lt;i&gt;Soul Train&lt;/i&gt; showed the world that "black" music was not just fun but that it was also relevant and relatable. The Soul Train dancers came in every color. (Remember this girl?)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And I don't care who you were, at some point in your life you wanted to be on the &lt;i&gt;Soul Train&lt;/i&gt; line.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Watching Don Cornelius was like getting to hang out with your cool uncle on Saturdays. He was going to hip you to the newest R&amp;amp;B. You might even learn something during the Soul Train Scramble Board segment. And after all of the fun that you had, he always left you with the kindest parting words, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;I'm Don Cornelius, and as always in parting, we wish you love, peace and soul!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The world lost a great man of music. You never know what people are going through. And I'm genuinely sad that DC's life ended the way it did. He was a pioneer and a legend in the music world. &amp;nbsp;He will be missed by so many. And tonight with a heavy heart, I wish him LOVE, PEACE and SOUL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I really didn't have any kind of shine for Adam Lambert. And before you even ask, I couldn't care less who he sleeps with. His sexuality is &lt;a href="http://blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-do-not-speak-boy-tia.html"&gt;moo&lt;/a&gt;. As you know I have ZERO tolerance for extraness. (Looking at you Gaga.) And if it's possible, I have even LESS tolerance for people who are extra AND have talent. In my opinion, if you have talent then you don't need to where a coat made of the pelts of forgotten puppets of Sesame Street circa 1978. You don't need grab a man's genitals and then almost choke him to death with your tongue in the middle of your song if you can actually carry a note well. So while I could never take away the fact Adam Lambert could sing, he always managed to get on each and every last one of my nerves when he was on Idol because rather than just singing he always felt the need to do the absolute MOST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Confession: I did like that "If I Had You" song. It was fun and catchy. But beyond that I was not checking for Adam Lambert. That is until the other day...I was riding around some random city...I forget where I was...and heard Adam's current single "Better Than I Know Myself." I didn't know who it was initially. The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. Thanks to the magic of technology, I was able to Shazaam the song at the next stop sign. I think I looked at the screen for a good 10 seconds. I loved an Adam Lambert song. Yes, after just one listen I was in love with the song.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm always going to love an angsty pop song. But an angsty, well executed pop song will trump all of the other garbage on the radio every time. Adam Lambert can sing. Period. And whoever wrote this song managed to compose a song that not only showcases his vocals but makes you want to immediately sing along. I think it's just so anthemy (You like how I add a "Y" to nouns to make them adjectives don't you?) It is the last resort cry of a desperate partner. "I know I suck sometimes...but you love me beyond my shortcomings. I won't leave and you can't either." Yeah...I will be car karaoking this until further notice. Okay Adam...okay....I see you boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-1897972007279137061?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Apparently JoJo forgot that she can sing and she think she has to hoe it up like her contemporaries. No sweet girl..NO...you're better than this. - &lt;a href="http://www.popoholic.com/2012/01/27/jojo-busts-out-her-ginormous-cleavage-for-vibe/"&gt;Popoholic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I usually have no shine for Adam Lambert. He's is the epitome of EXTRANESS. It has nothing to do with his sexuality. I just can't stand folks who have talent yet insist on doing THE MOST instead of just SINGING. But I have to be honest, I can not stop listening to Adam's current single "Better Than I Know Myself." I wish I could download the live version of this because he is SANGING!! - &lt;a href="http://ellen.warnerbros.com/music/adam_lambert/index.php"&gt;Ellen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not going to clown Demi Moore. If she's doing whip-its (the easy high of bored suburban teenagers) and sustaining herself on Red Bull then she's clearly got issues and it's unfortunate that those issues have to be splashed all over the internet. - &lt;a href="http://www.tmz.com/2012/01/29/demi-moore-911-tape-whip-its-nitrous-oxide-redacted/#.TyX_M5gmNSU"&gt;TMZ&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Presented without shade or comment and with only a slight gas face - Christina singing "At Last" at Etta James' funeral - &lt;a href="http://blogs.wsj.com/speakeasy/2012/01/29/christina-aguilera-sings-at-last-at-etta-james-funeral/"&gt;WSJ Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Timeline. Facebook doesn't care. We're all getting it whether we like it or not. This may help curb my FB addiction. If you haven't already switched (like me), here are a few things you should know. - &lt;a href="http://www.pcmag.com/article2/0,2817,2393464,00.asp"&gt;PC Mag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Why must the hot ones be so damaged? - &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2093134/Halle-Berrys-ex-Gabriel-Aubry-agrees-anger-management-classes-following-nanny-attack-allegations.html"&gt;Daily Mail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264477-7100714835530853414?l=blackgirlslikeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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We have been laughing at this video&amp;nbsp;for weeks now and I just realized that we never posted it!&amp;nbsp; This hilarious video may as well have been named "Ish Tia, Toya and Most of Their Black Girlfriends Say" because I have never ever seen anything so telling in my life! And why did I get salty at "Groupon!"?&amp;nbsp; I have about twelve in my email right now just ready to be used. I love a Groupon! &lt;/div&gt;
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Very Smart Brothas did an awesome job with this. Check out their blog at ﻿&lt;a href="http://www.verysmartbrothas.com/"&gt;http://www.verysmartbrothas.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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