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also seen some awesome connections made as a result of having it. i want to thank all my readers for their constructive input. im glad for the love ive received from my readers, especially the ones i have been able to call "friend" (you know i dont like throwing that word around). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been a slightly neurotic rollercoaster but it doesn't end. you can still keep up w/ me (superficially) on &lt;a href="http://pigmentedpretty.wordpress.com"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt; and im on twitter. i'm available via email: invrtdreflection [at] gmail [dot] com. and some of you have my # and gchat. so yea, this vein is blocked but there are arteries and capillaries you can use to reach me. what the hell kind of magic school bus metaphor...? i need sleep. peace! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/w3ObJk9BvYWsNp5CBXXJIt6sR84/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/w3ObJk9BvYWsNp5CBXXJIt6sR84/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IiXUC/~4/AzmRDcW2QS4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://invrtdreflection.blogspot.com/feeds/4252056325520631927/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4164704362594828060&amp;postID=4252056325520631927&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4164704362594828060/posts/default/4252056325520631927?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4164704362594828060/posts/default/4252056325520631927?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IiXUC/~3/AzmRDcW2QS4/no-it-really-is-me.html" title="no, it really is me" /><author><name>antithesis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01820416263805868128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OT2nTaf9am8/TDp_69b3gWI/AAAAAAAAAbk/59MU9lXmB_A/S220/Photo+34.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://invrtdreflection.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-it-really-is-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8NRXs8fyp7ImA9WhZSGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4164704362594828060.post-3369326077307511658</id><published>2011-04-03T22:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:41:34.577-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-03T22:41:34.577-04:00</app:edited><title>get in your box!</title><content type="html">i like to compartmentalize. or at least i thought i did but what im doing speaks to the contrary. my buddy from work is now my real life buddy. i wouldnt go so far as to say we're friends but how much longer can i keep her in the work box if we go to happy hour and grab pedis before work? she's my friend on twitter. have you noticed how much less ratchet i am? she's also my friend on facebook as of today. im doing a lot. maybe it's in part b/c i dont take my job all that seriously. it's really just a job to me. a stepping stone. it's no secret: they know it and i know it. so yea, she's my bff at work and apparently she's cool people in my real life. i think this is a good thing. might be one of the only things making this bareable. she bet' not leave before im done serving &lt;a href="http://invrtdreflection.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-long-is-my-sentence-again.html"&gt;my time&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4164704362594828060-3369326077307511658?l=invrtdreflection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In fact that's my new favorite word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000603/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Dr. Wick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Do you know what that means, ambivalence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000213/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Susanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000603/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Dr. Wick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: If it's your favorite word, I would've thought you would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000213/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Susanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: It *means* I don't care. That's what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000603/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Dr. Wick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: On the contrary, Susanna. Ambivalence suggests strong feelings... in opposition. The prefix, as in "ambidextrous," means "both." The rest of it, in Latin, means "vigor." The word suggests that you are torn... between two opposing courses of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000213/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Susanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Will I stay or will I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000603/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Dr. Wick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Am I sane... or, am I crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000213/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Susanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Those aren't courses of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000603/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Dr. Wick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: They can be, dear - for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000213/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Susanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Well, then - it's the wrong word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000603/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Dr. Wick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No. I think it's perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px; "&gt;Susanna probably meant to say apathetic but what she said fit the situation much better. afterall, she had borderline personality disorder, which when coined meant she was bordering on psychosis and neurosis. all i know is im feeling love and hate at the same time and it's not too fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4164704362594828060-1197554257425774302?l=invrtdreflection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now, I have two blogs, so &lt;a href="pigmentedpretty.wordpress.com"&gt;Pigmented Pretty&lt;/a&gt; is rocking the badge, too. What's it all for? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;National Women and Girls HIV/AIDS Awareness Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;I was last tested on 12/1/2010 (World AIDS Day); how about you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="" border="0" height="235" hspace="5" src="http://www.theredpumpproject.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/nwglogo.jpg" style="text-align: center;line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; " title="nwglogo" vspace="5" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemme give you some stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 80, 80); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every 35 minutes, a woman tests positive for HIV in the United States.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 80, 80); line-height: 21px; "&gt;In 2006, teen girls represented 39% of AIDS cases reported among 13–19 year-olds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 80, 80); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 80, 80); line-height: 21px; "&gt;Black teens represented 69% of cases reported among 13–19 year-olds; Latino teens represented 19%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 80, 80); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#505050;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Check out my sidebar for the RPP link and additional stats, as well as how you can support!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#505050;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sidenote: Happy Birthday to my BFF :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4164704362594828060-7476621119292780762?l=invrtdreflection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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