<?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-2215471538385887125</id><updated>2011-09-23T03:28:45.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Poisoned Cupcakes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2215471538385887125/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Free Poisoned Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088517731923158226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3oR9_2dxHQ/SzrP49BfIZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/P4AwZN8RicE/S220/pinup.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215471538385887125.post-8476601769860112835</id><published>2011-09-23T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T03:28:44.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats her ...Thats the Stripper!</title><content type='html'>Oh we have to love the rumor mill, I mean without it Desperate Housewives would just be Desperate Wives. My first time trying to socialize here in&amp;nbsp;Atsugi Base I decide to&amp;nbsp;attend the Wives Club monthly meeting. It was my&amp;nbsp;small sorry attempt on becoming a little bit more 'Domisticated". I walk in there and all eyes are on me its like walking into class and being that awkward new kid. There's one thing I can't help but notice is damn my overweight self suddenly feels skinny in here. No joke, but I think I just discovered where the whales end up in Japan. Mean, but seriously, after fighting postpartum because of my weight issues I can't help, but to enjoy this moment. Everyone else can&amp;nbsp;say whatever they want, but unless you been branded with the baby battle scars (stretch marks) and now resemble a zebra more than a Barbie or a human for that case DON"T HATE.&amp;nbsp;Anyhow, the small chat starts on somewhere in between of where does your husband work? and what do you do? I let out my secret Hobie. I pole dance as in Pole Fitness...NOT strip, but apparently to these ex-farm girls it is Toma toe /Tomato. I assure you if we were in Australia it be oh ya me too, or yeah, I've heard that's a great work out, but no here its omg hey did you hear? the new wife is a stripper! oh no! we can't have that here, its trashy!&amp;nbsp; so there it was my identity was The Stripper from then on I knew I was going to have a fun time here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2215471538385887125-8476601769860112835?l=poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8476601769860112835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com/2011/09/thats-her-thats-stripper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2215471538385887125/posts/default/8476601769860112835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2215471538385887125/posts/default/8476601769860112835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com/2011/09/thats-her-thats-stripper.html' title='Thats her ...Thats the Stripper!'/><author><name>Free Poisoned Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088517731923158226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3oR9_2dxHQ/SzrP49BfIZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/P4AwZN8RicE/S220/pinup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215471538385887125.post-1154562847632144886</id><published>2011-09-23T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T03:10:25.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrink: Where are you at this point?</title><content type='html'>Where am I at this point? &amp;nbsp;well you know that dingy hole where the white rabbit goes into and that dumb Blondie Alice girl ...who by the way&amp;nbsp;can't seem to stop talking to strangers jumps into? Yup, I'm in there too. Except I'm mines called Tokyo, Japan well sort of more like the far far far far outskirts of Tokyo, where some would say it might as well be West Virginia with its busy&amp;nbsp;overpopulated&amp;nbsp;excitement. &amp;nbsp;I'm in Atsugi as in Atsugi Naval Base, but HOLD ON ......no I'm not in the a serviceman, but I'm married to one and no HELLS NO! DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME A MILITARY WIFE! There are two categories a military wife and then the one who is married to the military man. I don't think people understand how annoying those whom we will call "Military Wives" are. I myself at one point was enlisted in the Army, however due to the opposing baby killers agenda I was medically discharged and now am what I call normal person let's avoid the politics and not go into the civilian BS. Anyways, well I moved here thinking Japan is going to Rock I mean I have a huge ocean between me and my family what more can I ask for? Yeah freaking right! this is my first and hopefully last time I will ever live on a base with all these Cheer leading cookie Baking High School reenacting Bitches!!!!!!!!!! I feel like I'm going Bananas over here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2215471538385887125-1154562847632144886?l=poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1154562847632144886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com/2011/09/shrink-where-are-you-at-this-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2215471538385887125/posts/default/1154562847632144886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2215471538385887125/posts/default/1154562847632144886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poisonedcupcakes.blogspot.com/2011/09/shrink-where-are-you-at-this-point.html' title='Shrink: Where are you at this point?'/><author><name>Free Poisoned Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088517731923158226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3oR9_2dxHQ/SzrP49BfIZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/P4AwZN8RicE/S220/pinup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
