<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465</id><updated>2011-08-28T16:40:24.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chat Her Up!</title><subtitle type='html'>You're charming, gorgeous, debonair - a real Romeo - but want to know how to apply your talents to make her melt into your arms...get advice, tips, and insight into how to "chat her up"!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-113109869890201690</id><published>2005-11-04T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T02:07:11.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YG Fight Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Had a fight with a boyfriend or girlfriend? Is your own exceptional morality and self-control the ONLY thing keeping you from destroying that horrid "person" who's hurt you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;imagine: she sticks her hand into her handbag to get her cellphone and instead gets a fistful of jelly; he, wrapped up in his own audacity, climbs nonchalantly into the front seat of his fancy car and finds himself sitting in a pile of baking flour....ah, the joys of revenge....]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But instead of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;facing comeback-revenge or, even worse, a call from the new girlfriend/boyfriend, why don't you meet your nemesis online at Your Girl's Fight Club? Designed for verbal thrashing, vocal annihalation, and mind-blowing "I'll give you a piece of my mind!" - all at your fingertips (and safely on the other side of your PC)...this site, linked to Chat Her Up! gives you the opportunity to let all that frustration burst out of its seams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is click on the snarling cat below the pink chat box (symbolic of how you're feeling, right?)...let rip, and tell that person who has taken the incredible you for granted EXACTLY what he/she can go and do with themselves......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ding! Ding*.....Round 1......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv,&lt;br /&gt;YG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-113109869890201690?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ygfightclub.blogspot.com/' title='YG Fight Club'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/113109869890201690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=113109869890201690' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/113109869890201690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/113109869890201690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/11/yg-fight-club.html' title='YG Fight Club'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-113076847290168253</id><published>2005-10-31T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T06:21:12.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A romantic mountain stroll.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hey there!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just finished reading some of your comments - thanks a million for sharing your thoughts!  Spells, I'll see if I can whip up a batch of non-voodoo ;-)  "spells" to try out on the dashing knight who is clearly just WAITING to meet the gorgeous gal that you are.  And Kevin, thanks for the compliment!  *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just a quick note in passing...can't stay long today...just got back from swanning around in the mountains.  Yes, picture this: Your Girl frolicking in the lush green hills (probably looking more like an over-fed sheep than the delicate Heidi she's trying to portray).  The sun is shining from beyond the clouds, cows are grazing in the distance, all is peaceful...a suave and handsome man strides up towards her and.................bam!!  She trips over a stone and falls into a bog.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Romantic....... (if you're impaired of eyesight and hearing).........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Right'o then.  Chat later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Luv always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-113076847290168253?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/113076847290168253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=113076847290168253' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/113076847290168253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/113076847290168253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/10/romantic-mountain-stroll.html' title='A romantic mountain stroll.....'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-111962083640469994</id><published>2005-06-24T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T03:52:45.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Buyer's Guide - Connecting your Wallet to Your Woman...Safely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, I'm back. Pardon? No, I didn't join the cast of "Lost", the series, I was just out digging into the private lives of your sweet temptresses, for YOUR benefit (might I add!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which has led me to the the spectacular presentation of "The Buyer's Guide - Connecting your wallet to your woman...safely". This little slice of brilliance will transfer Retail Therapy from her vengeance, to your peace of mind, so without further delay.....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Buyer's Guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mood Buying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Bad Mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lady has developed a bad case of Mouth Trauma and you can't do anything right. The solution: accompanied by your wallet (which is securely in your zip-up pocket, with tiny padlock attached), make a dash to the florist, and purchase her a HUGE bunch of deep red roses. This spells love, affection and understanding (where chocolate spells F-A-T, and jewellery spells B-A-N-K-R-U-P-T-C-Y). Her smile will bloom, her bad mood disipate like dew in the sun, and she will think that you're just the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The It's-Your-Fault Mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the worst case scenario, where you'd rather be visiting your mother-in-law and looking at all her old wedding albums, than be in the same room with Hitl-her. Now you may be tempted to offer her a choice of gold, silver or platinum...but DON'T! This is the easiest way to elicit a personal invitation from your bank manager, to a party where the band is Bad Boys (in) Blue. Now's the time where you play your finest hand - full house. Candles, poetry, (those nice red roses you bought ;-)...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boy are you a kamikazi relationship pilot... &lt;/span&gt;and I hope you know your way around the kitchen, 'cause you're going to be this ship's captain today! But whoa there before you hike up your skirts and high-tail it out of there - think how grateful your wallet will be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; Occasion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anniversaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;This one is interpreted as a WW(W)E (World Wallet Wrestling) spectacle. If the thoughts of spending thousands on a tiny bracelent make you whimper like a hadida on helium, do not fret! The answer is as simple is saying-the-alphabet-backwards-in-Latin (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just kidding!).  &lt;/span&gt;All you need to do is pick up the first thing you see whilst walking the dog (no, not its doodles) and slap a symbolic meaning onto it (usually involving love and how gorgeous she is) that will make her sigh with the pure romance of it! Hope you know how to rhyme Romeo.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we'll have to continue with the Buyer's Guide at a later stage mi amores...time ticks by, and I've got to fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv, Your Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-111962083640469994?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/111962083640469994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=111962083640469994' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/111962083640469994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/111962083640469994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/06/buyers-guide-connecting-your-wallet-to.html' title='The Buyer&apos;s Guide - Connecting your Wallet to Your Woman...Safely'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-110752094180117738</id><published>2005-02-04T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T04:42:21.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Fight, or Not to Fight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;So you want to fight with me?  I think that we should take this outside then.......  Follow me to the "YG Fight Club" and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHOW ME WHAT YOU'VE GOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO AHEAD, MAKE MY DAY......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-110752094180117738?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/110752094180117738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=110752094180117738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110752094180117738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110752094180117738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-fight-or-not-to-fight.html' title='To Fight, or Not to Fight?'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-110691627930214852</id><published>2005-01-28T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T04:50:46.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Feline Femina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Ever wished that you had some mundane, simple creature that you could compare women to(&lt;em&gt;knock, knock boys! Women are NOT the "mundane, simple" creature!) &lt;/em&gt;to try and implode the complexity that means "WOMAN"??? Well, your Girl has found this creature, and is going to de-explain The Woman's World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;HERE KITTY, KITTY.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;For your viewing pleasure (because I know that things are easier to understand if in a more tangible form) picture a beautiful, sleek, sophisticated cat. She has long legs, come-to-bed eyes, and a purr that makes you want to buy her the world. Let's call her.....Kitty.....Got the picture? OK, let's start breaking her down.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So you're in the mood for a bit of lurrrve. You ask Kitty to sit on your lap. What does she do? Turns tail and skitters away, nose in the air, and you clearly get the impression "only under my terms boy!" Sound familiar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;When you first met Kitty, did she fall into your arms, crooning that you were her only, her all, her master? HA! She probably scooted away, and you had to entice her with a tasty tidbit (St&lt;em&gt;op it! I don't mean THAT tidbit - and you know it!!! ;-( Bad Bad BAD!) &lt;/em&gt;Believe it.....or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now I know that you boys ADORE patting her luscious beee-hind - it's just affectionate, right??? Well, ever try grabbing Kitty's booty in public? Did she purr? I DON'T THINK SO! A baleful glare, or swat of the paw is what YOU'LL get for your trouble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;Kittys like nice things, and are not afraid to ask for it! And of course the poor, unsuspecting you just can't refuse her when she rubs herself against you, whispering softly, looking at you with those adoring eyes! What's a man to do....??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And of course, Kitty loves her independance! Try keeping her locked up and you'll come home to a niiiiiiiice surprise...&lt;em&gt;Oh! Didn't I tell you? Kitty's a closet stripper! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;And what more clear comparison could you have than if you bring OTHER Kittys home......??? Ooh la la, NOW you're in for a cat-fight! MEEEEEEOOOOOOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;But on the other side - if you take good care of your Kitty, love her (when she wants it), care for her (when she wants it), be faithful to her (&lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; in the contract ;-)...she'll purr for you.....all...night...long... ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-110691627930214852?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/110691627930214852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=110691627930214852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110691627930214852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110691627930214852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/01/feline-femina.html' title='The Feline Femina'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-110597098674822668</id><published>2005-01-17T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T06:09:46.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even good girls are bad sometimes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;My, my...what a cadenza!  An interesting (yet somewhat disturbing) gentleman recently whispered in my ear that all our romeos and lovely ladies are unable to comment on my articles!  Fancy that!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;So this is my test post following a few changes in settings...hope this works!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Love, Your Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;PS: check out what our articulate, controversial gentleman has to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.iamhim.blogspot.com"&gt;www.iamhim.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-110597098674822668?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/110597098674822668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=110597098674822668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110597098674822668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110597098674822668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/01/even-good-girls-are-bad-sometimes.html' title='Even good girls are bad sometimes!'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-110562325188227411</id><published>2005-01-13T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T05:40:11.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Game" - chess anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I was visiting a very good friend of mine last night and, snuggled up on the comfy suede couches with a steaming cup of tea in hand, we inevitably turned to the subject of men. This discussion though is not about what 2 women alone talk of on the Male Scale (I'll reserve that for another time), but about "The Game" - the intricate, carefully planned, strategic chess game of flirtation and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Admit it - we all play "The Game". Each level of a relationship (serious or not) has some sort of 'tried-and-tested' play. For example...you plan to go out to a nightclub - what are the steps that you take? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. You drape yourself in your sexiest, most attention-holding outfit (depending on who you want to impress)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. You check your hair in the mirror, maybe brush your teeth (in the hopefulness that someone deigns to snack on your lips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. And don't forget the deodorant - that specific scent that you believe will make the target swoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;OK, so now you're set. Off to the club we go! First thing you do when you're inside is look around - who's there and who's who? Select a few targets that you want to hit with your charm and sensuality (and also subconsciously tick off the ones you KNOW will not appreciate your generous advances!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;So the chess board is set up. The first move is yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Guy: mind says - let's buy her a drink. So you go up to her and say something like, "Can I buy you a drink?" (&lt;em&gt;very original!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl: mind inactive at first - looks the guy over...not bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;mind says - is he the type that'll expect something back? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: mind says - now she owes me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl: OK, he can get me a drink, but if he tries ANYTHING I'm out of here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;So now you're sitting at the bar, having that drink... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl: mind says - he's bought me a drink - I know he's interested; it's time to go to the bathroom and get the girls' advice......&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and off she goes (after mentioning something about "just going to the bathroom quickly")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guy: mind says - I wonder if she kisses on the first meet (&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not exactly a date or anything). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm going to try anyway, and if she doesn't, I'll try again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, you get the picture! It's not just one side involved in "The Game" - I know some of you boys think that it's only chicks that play games (&lt;em&gt;she over-analyses EVERYTHING - all I asked her was if she wanted a drink, and now she thinks I want to ravage her and impregnate her and keep her as my "fluff on the side"!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;OH BOY ARE YOUR DREAMING! You guys are just as guilty in playing "The Game" - you just aren't as conscious of it as we are! Tsk tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Hey! How 'bout you send in some of your conquests won through playing "The Game"? They say that learning from someone else's experience......OK, they actually say it never works......but hey, it'll be interesting to see how creative you were.........or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-110562325188227411?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/110562325188227411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=110562325188227411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110562325188227411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110562325188227411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/01/game-chess-anyone.html' title='&quot;The Game&quot; - chess anyone?'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-110552879113066092</id><published>2005-01-12T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T03:19:51.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>K-I-S-S-I-N-G</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A most enlightening article with some valuable advice, highlighting ways to test her readiness for kissing - such as the &lt;em&gt;Pretend Kiss, the Enthusiasm Test &lt;/em&gt;and the &lt;em&gt;Touch Test.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(I think that I wouldn't mind being a guinea pig for some of THESE tests....mmmmm!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OH!  And don't forget to check out the flirting moves - maybe you even have a few of your own that you'd like to share???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-110552879113066092?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://howtosucceedwithwomen.com/specialsection/firstkiss.html' title='K-I-S-S-I-N-G'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/110552879113066092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=110552879113066092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110552879113066092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110552879113066092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/01/k-i-s-s-i-n-g_12.html' title='K-I-S-S-I-N-G'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-110552486381371106</id><published>2005-01-12T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T03:04:58.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What boyfriends and technology have in common</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;In the world of technology, programs come into fruition, and then fall into disuse and are replaced. &lt;em&gt;Dare I query if the same happens to our loved male species...(silent snigger). &lt;/em&gt;This is what one desperate user had to say on the matter...(unknown author)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dear Tech Support:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a slow-down in the overall performance, particularly in the flower and jewellery applications that had operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable programs, such  as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, but installed undesirable programs such as NFL 5.0 and NBA 3.0. and now Conversation 8.0 no longerruns and Housecleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail. What can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Desperate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dear Desperate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First keep in mind, Boyfriend 5.0 is an entertainment package, while Husband 1.0 is an operating system. Try to enter the command: C:/I THOUGH'T YOU LOVED ME and download Tears 6.2 to install Guilt 3.0. If all works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewellery 2.0 and Flowers 3.5. But remember, overuse can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0, or Beer 6.1.  Beer 6.1 is a very bad program that will create SnoringLoudly. WAV files. Whatever you do, DO NOT install Mother-in-law 1.0 or reinstall another Boyfriend program.These are not supported applications and will crash Husband 1.0.In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have a limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. You might consider buying additional software to improve memory and performance. I personally recommend Hot Food 3.0 and Lingerie 7.7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tech Support&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-110552486381371106?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/110552486381371106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=110552486381371106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110552486381371106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110552486381371106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-boyfriends-and-technology-have-in.html' title='What boyfriends and technology have in common'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-110536459023571761</id><published>2005-01-10T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T21:44:53.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Girls and a Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;So what is it about lesbians?? The general feel amongst the male species out there seems to be that it is every man's fantasy to have some "exotic" moments with two women. But further analysis indicates that, were you to &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;have those women at your beck, you wouldn't know what to do with them! Perish the thought! Is this true? Because I can tell you that many a woman whom I have chatted to says that she would know &lt;em&gt;exactly &lt;/em&gt;what to do in this situation (yes, stop drooling, many women DO fantasise about playing a bit of cat 'n mouse with another babe!) I guess you could say, our Romeos are more of a garnishing than a main dish...mmmmmm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Please send in your thoughts on this - I'm sure that there are many gorgeous, VERY curious ladies out there who would luuuuuuuurve to hear your side of the story.......MWA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-110536459023571761?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/110536459023571761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=110536459023571761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110536459023571761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110536459023571761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/01/2-girls-and-guy.html' title='2 Girls and a Guy'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-110535019309024364</id><published>2005-01-10T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T01:45:10.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Resolutions of the Single Gal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;At the end of 2004, she sits down on her plush couch in that floaty nightie, legs curled under her, and pink fluffy-tipped pencil in her hand (just in case she may need to adjust some of those resolutions later ;-) Diary at the ready, she tilts her head in concentration to make those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;New Year's Resolutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Get a sneak peek into her (sometimes disillusional) plans for the New Year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and your Girl's revelations about them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. I WILL lose those 5kgs I gained over Christmas (I can't believe I let myself go like that - how will I ever find a man if I weigh this much&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;!?(...despite the fact that she STILL weighs only just over 50!! This one can get tedious if, say, you're taking her out to a burger bar - she'll no doubt choose the rabbit food. But have patience Romeo! It'll pass as she cruises further into the year, and gains confidence in you&lt;em&gt;!......Ever heard of a bit of "sugar-coating" the truth???)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. I will make an effort to look gorgeous EVERY time I go out - you never know when you're going to bump into Mr. Right! But that's not the reason I'm doing it - it's for myself (but just in case...) &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(ONLY for your benefit Romeo, though she may say it's just for her own peace of mind!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;3. I am going to use the gym membership that I opened a year ago &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(and used 2ce?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and go at LEAST 4 times a week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(ah yes, this is a great place for her flounce around in her skimpies, hoping to catch your eye! &lt;em&gt;Or is that the reason that you go there...?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;4. I'm going to make an effort to see my mother more often &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(AAAAAAAAH! YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE! But don't you dare bolt Mister! Her mother is her personal interviewer - if you make nice with Mamma, you stand a better chance of snatching her adoration and everlasting gratitude...&lt;em&gt;know what I mean?! ;-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;5. I'm giving up drinking and smoking &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(don't worry about this one, it won't last - we all say that before the New Year hits us, then &lt;em&gt;BAM! &lt;/em&gt;reality strikes and we realise we can't &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;do without that glass of wine after a long day's work, or those 5 consecutive shooters to help us "loosen up a bit" when we hit the dance floor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;6. I'm going to have a HUUUUUUUGE spring clean, and KEEP IT THAT WAY! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(BEAUTIFUL! What more could you ask for? Ditch your own crash-point and move in with her! A clean house means you'll never have to do the dishes, or pick you your sexy booty-huggers off the floor!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;7. I'm DEFINITELY going to stop waiting by the phone for him to call &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(hmmm, if you say so...the rules of being a babe inevitably involve waiting - albeit pretending &lt;em&gt;not to&lt;/em&gt; - for that delicious man whom you met last night to buzz your line......so gents, don't fear that you'll &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; to call the next day - &lt;em&gt;that's all part of the strategy&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;8. I'm going to play him at his own game, and WIN! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(Sweet! It's what you've wanted all along anyway, and finally she's seeing the light! No strings, no heavy emotions, just a one-night, fun-filled party...&lt;em&gt;and I don't mean getting her home to your bed, darling!...&lt;/em&gt;just having a blast with no expectations, from BOTH SIDES!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;9. I'm going to take up the music/pottery/art/literature class I've always dreamed of &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(so you find literature boring...BAD LUCK! Your lady wants a supportive, listening (actively), interested ear from you, and she'll love you even more if you (pretend?) you're interested. Increase your points on her scoreboard by offering to take the class with her....hmmmm?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;10. I'm GOING to find Mr. Right this year! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(oh the exquisite way the world works! You're going to make it easy for her to achieve THIS resolution, aren't you?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So there you have it! Your first insight into Her World. Now all we need to do is get you to write and lay out YOUR cards! Remember Handsome, it's all about you!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-110535019309024364?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/110535019309024364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=110535019309024364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110535019309024364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110535019309024364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/01/10-resolutions-of-single-gal.html' title='10 Resolutions of the Single Gal'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060465.post-110534122910610363</id><published>2005-01-09T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T02:08:02.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, Life and All the Naughty Things In-between!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well hello there Romeo ;-) Nice to meet you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Welcome to your private space where you can find out what her deepest, darkest secrets are, and how to change "you're not my type" into "give it to me baby!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WATCH OUT FOR - articles on being seen as irresistable; first date faux pas's; getting her to notice you in a club; does size count?......and much more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Send in your queries, your issues, your blunders, and get feedback, comments and advice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's all about you Romeo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10060465-110534122910610363?l=chatherup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/feeds/110534122910610363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060465&amp;postID=110534122910610363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110534122910610363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060465/posts/default/110534122910610363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chatherup.blogspot.com/2005/01/love-life-and-all-naughty-things-in.html' title='Love, Life and All the Naughty Things In-between!'/><author><name>Kerry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
