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(Keas)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/yakeisha" /><feedburner:info uri="yakeisha" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>yakeisha</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-7665636478215415292</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2011 01:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-29T20:32:46.719-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating</category><category 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I'm also sure, that if women took the time to honestly look at themselves and try to answer this question, they could, and if they were honest with themselves, they would probably be able to 'fix the problem' of being single. How many of us women, when thinking about our single status look at the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/XwgdtBKPX1k/why-am-i-still-single.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/XwgdtBKPX1k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-am-i-still-single.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-2998682428305301414</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-02T12:12:47.929-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jamaica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dancehall</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">violence</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reggae</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">coppercat</category><title>And The Cycle Continues...</title><atom:summary>Originally written on Jan 22, 2011.

So...DJ Coppercat was gunned down at his house today. Sad, very sad.  Unfortunately not new. Nothing novel about it, and that is even just as  sad as his death. I'm trying not to keep a mental count on how many  entertainers have lost their lives violently. I try not to keep a mental  note of how many people in general I hear have died violently. I'm just  not</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/fxTt2UhVk8Y/and-cycle-continues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TUmQdGzp0WI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Koy510QV7wc/s72-c/coppercat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/fxTt2UhVk8Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-cycle-continues.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-7951206469430865159</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2011 22:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-31T17:07:39.387-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">antiques</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">memories</category><title>This Old House</title><atom:summary>I spent my early childhood in a little community in St. Catherine called Guys Hill. I have real fond memories of those days. It was a very humble community, what people would probably call ‘backward”. We were the only one’s in our little district in Waterford, Guys Hill who even had a freezer; we made very good money selling ice- I smile at that now.I visit every once in a while. A lot of my </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/sSkU_NZytKI/this-old-house.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TUcx7KBdgZI/AAAAAAAAAjA/T2nau4HaRXE/s72-c/Nikon+209.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/sSkU_NZytKI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-old-house.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-2855026674088433765</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2011 01:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-11T21:01:34.869-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NCB</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">customer service</category><title>TALK Di THINGS -My NCB Experience</title><atom:summary>I'm a stickler for good customer service. So, I try everything in my power to not have to deal with people face to face, because customer service is really lacking in JA.So, I was rather happy as an NCB customer to have my midas card, my credit cards AND online services at my disposal. That meant- never having to go into the branch! Yay me! Right? Well, yeah, it means that UNLESS something </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/aHhqEMZHRjY/good-customer-service-in-jamaica-my-ncb.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TS0KQRHWzpI/AAAAAAAAAis/4BRT8AnVYgc/s72-c/ncb+blog.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/aHhqEMZHRjY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-customer-service-in-jamaica-my-ncb.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-6814448642657295961</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 17:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-22T12:58:24.567-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cults</category><title>I Might Have Grown Up In A Cult</title><atom:summary>So...A cult by definition (affording to Oxford Online) "Is a system of religious veneration and devotion directed towards a particular figure  or object". Now, usually, cults worship things or people outside of the normal realms of acceptance by the wider society...u know like those crazy koolaid, actually it was grape Flavor Aid drinking people...check out that Jim Jones Story Here.



Anyway so</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/Jo1cBfXT0UY/i-might-have-grown-up-in-cult.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TRI8CQLm-kI/AAAAAAAAAig/0Zqsu1CZbFs/s72-c/cult.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/Jo1cBfXT0UY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-might-have-grown-up-in-cult.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-531703697359265289</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2010 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-12T12:06:11.022-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Social Commentary</category><title>Things I learnt Over the Weekend</title><atom:summary>People should really strive to learn something everyday, no matter how small and insignificant that 'knowledge' may be. So I learnt some very 'important' things this weekend and as usual, because I do love you all so much, will share my new found knowledge.


1. Point and shoot cameras are just that. You point, they shoot. They are however, not think and shoot cameras. So despite every effort to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/hIjd29CdxbA/things-i-learnt-over-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TQUAy-q6VyI/AAAAAAAAAic/Mz43nffsdQw/s72-c/light-bulb.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/hIjd29CdxbA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/12/things-i-learnt-over-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-4276342334828661793</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2010 22:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-10T17:56:04.283-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Social Commentary</category><title>Here's Your Sign</title><atom:summary>If we could all wear a sign, wouldn't that just make life a whooooole  lot better? Then people wouldn't have to go around wondering what kind  of person they are dealing with and, oh, how much less stressful life  would be....Here are a few signs I think would get sold A LOT. If it was  mandated by law, which I would gladly start the petition for, I'm  pretty sure as a "sign seller" you could </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/mfoW_KGQj_8/heres-your-sign.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/mfoW_KGQj_8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/12/heres-your-sign.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-127068327942456893</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2010 04:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-08T23:59:08.511-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">breakups</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">relationships</category><title>Why Relationships Do Not Last</title><atom:summary>A Twitter Trending Topic #whyrelationshipsdontlast sparked this post. The topic of relationships is always a hot one. There is always someone trying to get over one, get into one, break one up, or understand one (many other options exist I'm sure). The trickiest thing about a relationship, I think, is getting one to work. Funny enough, It's not just romantic relationships that are difficult but, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/VNTYHSab9ZQ/why-relationships-do-not-last.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/VNTYHSab9ZQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-relationships-do-not-last.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-7154812242146523792</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2010 19:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-15T14:59:08.311-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Funerals</category><title>In Loving Memory of...</title><atom:summary>Did I mention I hate funerals! Obviously though, I will have to attend my own. Considering the few funerals I have been to, even the thought of attending my own is daunting. If I have to be there, and I will, I do think I am allowed to at least have a say in what happens at MY OWN funeral. Don't you think? Well here are a few guidelines to follow.



1. Under absolutely no circumstances should </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/_ZCqY0UM9Hk/in-loving-memory-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TLisO3O739I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/o5dmpoltu9s/s72-c/yawn+big+funny.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/_ZCqY0UM9Hk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-loving-memory-of.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-2580264338467665217</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2010 20:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-11T15:38:03.407-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Social Commentary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Funerals</category><title>The Funeral was great!!! Huh?!</title><atom:summary>I am not a fan of funerals. In all my life I've been to two funerals that were not of close family members and if I could have gotten out of those, I damn well would have. Anyway, here is what I do not understand. Why do people ask "so, how was the funeral?" That question almost always gets a discombobulated look from me. I mean, what am I supposed to even say? I'm sure there is a politically </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/vVw5PcOkkgE/funeral-was-great-huh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/vVw5PcOkkgE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/10/funeral-was-great-huh.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-2231886527005882088</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2010 20:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-07T15:39:42.904-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humor</category><title>Sometimes Movies Annoy Me</title><atom:summary>I know movies are fiction, the ones that are meant to be, obviously. But there are just some common things in movies that just make no sense whatsoever. I'm going to take issue with two of them. They happen in every movie, and it always irks me when I see it.

1. You ever notice anytime someone has something important to say, they never get the chance. It's always "I have something really </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/PHpQS4lnRdo/sometimes-movies-annoy-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TK4psv1dJLI/AAAAAAAAAhk/vKg2lCZ3iZY/s72-c/speed.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/PHpQS4lnRdo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/10/sometimes-movies-annoy-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-6379467950566881011</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2010 20:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-06T16:28:33.935-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">social media</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">twitter</category><title>So I've Discovered Twitter</title><atom:summary>This is the 8th sentence I've started this blog with. I'm sitting here and I pretty much know what I want to blog about. I know the very general concept, but it's taking a mighty hell of a time for me to be able to 'articulate' it well....*scream* so here goes...So, I was in the generation of Hi5ers, my first social media experience, if that's what it's called. Then Facebook came along and I, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/tID0JduijIE/so-ive-discovered-twitter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/tID0JduijIE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-ive-discovered-twitter.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-6510947009424456098</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2010 18:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-01T13:33:57.202-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sexual health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dysmenorrhoea</category><title>...and why can't I have Morphine!!!!!!!</title><atom:summary>I'm  not one of the lucky ladies who have mother nature sneak up on random  days and leave without any painful evidence of her arrival. No, I get it  all. Whatever that's out there I manage to get. So days before she even  arrives, she sends her messengers just as a reminder that her arrival  is near and she plans to wreak her usual havoc. Yay me! sigh.Now  I've been visiting doctors since I was </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/3bHvKbLRelM/and-why-cant-i-have-morphine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TKYowITEflI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jV0a84C9iEc/s72-c/cramp.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/3bHvKbLRelM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-why-cant-i-have-morphine.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-6760356111865904204</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 12:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-27T07:52:17.473-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">caribbean</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">transportation</category><title>I Hate Rainy Mornings</title><atom:summary>Don't you just hate mornings when it rains. Ugh! Mornings like these I walk with a stone in my back pocket and an evil glimmer in my eyes. I know someone will splash me- these unconscionable motorists!And so the miserable day begin...</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/v0BhOuIJCfY/i-hate-rainy-mornings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TKCSy80wDeI/AAAAAAAAAg8/4vmkzOFA0OM/s72-c/pedestrian+splash.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/v0BhOuIJCfY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate-rainy-mornings.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-6216029178157698059</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 17:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-23T12:50:22.238-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">child abuse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jamaican culture</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">punishment</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">difficult children</category><title>I take kids over adults anyday.</title><atom:summary>This morning I'm standing in the line at the staff canteen and a woman comes up behind me with her daughter, about 2years old and her mother. Cute little girl, I thought. Anyway, little girl decides she doesn't want to stand, she wants mommy to lift her up and mommy is not having it. Little girl starts to cry and whine. Her mom is ignoring her, fine, crying kids don't bug me at all. Poor little </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/7NcF7F0VWg0/i-take-kids-over-adults-anyday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/7NcF7F0VWg0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-take-kids-over-adults-anyday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-806425001764668931</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 15:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-16T10:45:15.328-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lysol</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Consumer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Horizon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">BP</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Oil Spill</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gulf</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">caribbean</category><title>Product of the Month- July</title><atom:summary>Lysol All purpose cleaner.......seriously I wonder what I would do  without my bottle of Lysol All Purpose Cleaner. It's like magic in a  bottle. You really should try it, trust me, you should.  Now I have  every reason to believe it can clean all the things its traditionally  supposed to. It cleans clothes, shoes, counters, toilets, walls  EVERYTHING!  But I wonder if it could clean all the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/I-JrUFtsb3A/product-of-month-july.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TEB-B0Z2TWI/AAAAAAAAAgk/yqGOlOPCYHs/s72-c/lysol.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/I-JrUFtsb3A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/07/product-of-month-july.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-7798764085232869252</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jul 2010 18:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-15T13:15:16.822-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yakeisha</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">snack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">beer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">work place humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">snack machine</category><title>I'm sober- Really I am</title><atom:summary>Snack machines at work should also have beer...That is all!!!!</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/Y543xDTUPLg/im-sober-really-i-am.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TD9PzglCsUI/AAAAAAAAAgU/DXaYUIA7X-g/s72-c/alcohol.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/Y543xDTUPLg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-sober-really-i-am.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-4283445319498857810</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2010 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-14T09:41:00.831-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jamaica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">taxicabs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">taxi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">caribbean</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">transportation</category><title>Taxi Stories- No Gas? No Problem Mon</title><atom:summary>I always knew public transportation would be the bane of my existence, but it turns out to be quite an 'oxymoronish' kind of situation. Travelling on taxis to work in the morning does in fact cause me much misery but also turns out to be quite amusing in an after-the-fact kind of way.So as you can imagine, more often than not, my mornings to work turn out to be quite an adventure. So, I'm a gonna</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/m-slPHoyz2A/taxi-stories-no-gas-no-problem-mon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/TD3Mard7YHI/AAAAAAAAAgM/gj9pe4gcx2c/s72-c/gas+station.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/m-slPHoyz2A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/07/taxi-stories-no-gas-no-problem-mon.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-6405527638877801190</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 21:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-09T08:01:09.911-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Herpetophobia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reptiles</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">phobias</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fear of reptiles</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lizards</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fears</category><title>Little Lizzy and Me</title><atom:summary>You know, i'm not really afraid of lizards per se! I just dont like them in my house!!!!!!! Well apparently this little croaking lizard decided, clearly without my permission, to take up residence in my kitchen!!!!!!!!!! Can you believe the audacity of the vermin!!!!!!!I know it was intentional retribution for my killing some relative of his not so long ago. I know this, he knows this, and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/sbetlNNwpy8/little-lizzy-and-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/S5ZGgmUikhI/AAAAAAAAAf8/m7RPYM8pcXs/s72-c/croacking+lizard.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/sbetlNNwpy8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-lizzy-and-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-4100972093343418427</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-08T14:31:31.378-05:00</atom:updated><title>Revisiting Me</title><atom:summary>So, after a very long hiatus I'm back. I'm planning to be around for a little while and I hope I stick to the plan. I miss blogging. It seems so much of what I enjoyed doing has disappeared and I think they took pieces of me. So, now I'm on a journey to find Me, creative, angry, bitchy, smart, happy me. Wish me luck and I hope my readers stick around to see if I find what I'm looking for.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/asE0P8gmL3Y/revisiting-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/S5VQaXRkIyI/AAAAAAAAAfs/HJXyvB4j228/s72-c/keas+1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/asE0P8gmL3Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/03/revisiting-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-122455565309912927</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 12:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-08T08:02:11.354-05:00</atom:updated><title>Random Thought 2</title><atom:summary>Never give anyone the power to make you feel inferior</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/A4EIsWGrmC0/random-thought-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/S5T1O-6zsgI/AAAAAAAAAfU/39MNyDZwvxs/s72-c/Captain_Planet_The_Power_Is_Yours_Jr-T-link.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/A4EIsWGrmC0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-thought-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-2844776130214987138</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 15:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-03T10:41:13.807-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">resolutions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thank you</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new year</category><title>Welcome to 2009</title><atom:summary>Happy New Year Everyone...I am quite aware that everyone at this stage could just be....ME but hey just in case anyone has been here since July 2008 I wanna say thanks for sticking around and have a wonderful 2009...</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/2Dij5UoxLIA/welcome-to-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/SV-G1ll8OFI/AAAAAAAAAdA/7zYzgz_sI5M/s72-c/fireworks.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/2Dij5UoxLIA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-7298142179232006793</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 21:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-05T17:07:43.427-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jamaican attractions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">alligator</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">safari</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">st. elizabeth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">black river</category><title>Black River Safari- Jamaica</title><atom:summary>I did a tour of the Black River in St. Elizabeth, Jamaica Yesterday via the Black River Safari tour. It was actually quite interesting. I had fun but it was mostly relaxing and i loved that. The boat ride was comfortable and lasted about and hour and a half. My tour guide was fun. He even pulled of the scripted jokes, had me laughing a bit. He's also, along with the other tour guides, white, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/EyEXVvBIvCk/black-river-safari-jamaica.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/EyEXVvBIvCk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2008/07/black-river-safari-jamaica.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-1019391220579365856</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 01:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-26T21:02:36.672-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">customore service</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad service</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pizza hut</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">restaurants</category><title>Pizza Hut's Shoddy Service</title><atom:summary>Now, I'm never one to put up with crappy service from anywhere. I am not particularly receptive to bad service, i just don't put up with foolishness on a whole. So imagine my shock with dealing with Pizza Hut Liguanea, Kingston, Jamaica!!! I'm sitting here going "what the phuck!!!"I called Pizza Hut at 6:30 and ordered my usual, medium Hawaiian. As usual the receptionist took my order and told me</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/6UojHJ9oj1E/pizza-huts-shoddy-service.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/SGRJoiXGbHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/j-N9w0SYu6M/s72-c/NO,cross-out.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/6UojHJ9oj1E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2008/06/pizza-huts-shoddy-service.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7782824477141195402.post-6220058615564185666</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 21:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T16:11:34.270-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>Random Thought (1)</title><atom:summary>"Never love a man more than he loves his car."                                                                                            Yakeisha Townsend</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/yakeisha/~3/YYeY779MrFI/random-thought-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Keas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jn9aREHk3mI/SGK0XJazj_I/AAAAAAAAAUo/9SWC-ozERI4/s72-c/car+love.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/yakeisha/~4/YYeY779MrFI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://yakeisha.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-thought-1.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

