<?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-9374856</id><updated>2011-12-14T14:56:11.679+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i-junky.Blogging</title><subtitle type='html'>By Kevin Styles</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111892318940036567</id><published>2005-06-16T21:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T21:59:49.406+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i-Junky Has MOVED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i-Junky Has &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;MOVED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New location: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ijunky.blogsome.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://ijunky.blogsome.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please update your links! And come take a look at the new i-Junky now under the Wordpress system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111892318940036567?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111892318940036567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111892318940036567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111892318940036567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111892318940036567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-junky-has-moved.html' title='i-Junky Has MOVED!'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111833775865250085</id><published>2005-06-10T03:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T23:56:29.503+10:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Mr Lollipop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img hspace="5" src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/ayumi08/rat_lollypop_sm.jpg" align="left" /&gt;This is what's left of a heart wrenching lifeless lollipop, left in the corner of my room... god knows how it ended up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rat has tried on many occasions to tackle it down, but was very unsuccesful at all attempts... poor rat. But finally I figured enough is enough and decided to dispose of this lollipop, it has gone through pain and suffering from a starving rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no good tormenting the poor rat, leaving something there the rat will never be able to get around to tackling and also, I think the current state of the lollipop speaks for itself that it longer wants to be in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Bye Bye Mister Lollipop! Gone to sweet sweet heaven. As for the rat? Well let's jsut say I never got around to catching him in the act... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111833775865250085?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111833775865250085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111833775865250085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111833775865250085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111833775865250085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/06/rip-mr-lollipop.html' title='R.I.P Mr Lollipop!'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111823239698628576</id><published>2005-06-08T22:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T22:06:36.990+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying put!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recapping on previous post about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordpress.org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WordPress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; there is no chance I'll be switching to that system unless it was uploaded and installed onto my own server.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply becuase having WordPress preinstalled on another person's server other than your own presents very limited features to what WordPress can handle, I'm talking (or writing) about plugins and such things, one thing WordPress is known for are it's numerous plugins you can install that can really spice up your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, plugins I wish to use and install are just not possible with free hosters of WordPress. So sticking to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, but until I can find a free upload host that would support .php I'll consider moving to WordPress - you guys are just going to have to cope with my ramblings here for a little while longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111823239698628576?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111823239698628576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111823239698628576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111823239698628576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111823239698628576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/06/staying-put.html' title='Staying put!'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111812821525727730</id><published>2005-06-07T16:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:11:25.453+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordpress anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It seems I might be leaving the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; system, which has served me quite well in my blogging years... ahh seem so old now, and try to adapt to the widely spoken and comprehensive blogging system on the internet; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordpress.org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WordPress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However to maintain an advertisment free wordpress based blog, you will need to install WordPress on your own server (keeping it mind it supports .php) meaning you need to download the required files from their website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this got me thinking since WordPress is free, according their main website it might be possible to have free blogging services on the internet that might just host a blogging interface much like WordPress or even better using the WordPress system itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is when I stumbled across quite a few free WordPress blogs hosts, however I have yet to find one decent and stable enough and advertisement free but I guess overtime we might see something arise with WordPress-i-goodness and the stability of Blogger (server wise) I mean come'on let's face it, blogger does have a pretty good server host and rarely down - nothing like some good old ass-licking more like it here now huh? As for advertisments free? Well I can't complain, becuase that would never happen or will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who would like to use WordPress but unable to host on your own server the WordPress system, then maybe you could give the following free WordPress based blogging services a go;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogsome.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A pretty decent free host, with minimum advertisments, that appear not too distracting to readers. However I dislike the format of running WordPress multi user edition (but that's obviously just a personal objection)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://freeblogcity.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Free Blog City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; As if the name doesn't give it away the impression it's a cheap free host (it makes sense... think about it) looking at the mainsite certainly doesn't give quite an overwhelming impression, but reading in a side column of what its got to offer, fair enough - and seems like it's running the single user version of WordPress (which is all in well good for myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is the let down limited features they didn't want you to know before signing up; limited themes (just one plain looking main theme) however is customizable with what colours etc through the css. But that's it, not even a chance to browse over the dozen of themes WordPress actually has in itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthing.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogthing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Another host I stumbled across and from what it looks like on paper, it maybe the best free WordPress host there is, but at the time of writing I was unable to sign up due to database issues, so I was unable to have a hands on with this service, but anxiously waiting to give to it ago once their database issues are resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The main reason I'm considering the change is the need for proper categories assortment, it may seem like I have categories here at the moment when in actual fact they are all seperate blogs linked together which makes it quite hard to update and maintain, and should a new fresh post be made in one of these blogs/categories, they will not show on the "main page" unless I make a post there to show it - my posts will go unnoticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111812821525727730?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111812821525727730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111812821525727730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111812821525727730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111812821525727730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/06/wordpress-anyone.html' title='Wordpress anyone?'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111795926967126549</id><published>2005-06-05T18:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T18:14:29.693+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Coolest Picture Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img hspace="10" src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/kevin_thai/blog_pics/Coolest_Picture_Ever_sm.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Didn't get up to much today, woke up kinda late in the afternoon or as I prefer early evening and just stumbled across perhaps the best picture in existance on the internet as we know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside at the front yard, and elevated my head towards the blue sky to wonder at it's glory and this is what I saw, luckily I had my camera with me at the time to capture it... ok really I didn't - as if it wasn't that obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ever created this, I'm not exactly sure but deserves my full credit for his/her amazing work, it really does put one to wonder just what lies up there past the big blue sky, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to see it in it's full size and glory and colour, just visit the site below (you won't be dissappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://people.freenet.de/kraskapolski/Coolest_Picture_Ever.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Coolest Picture Ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111795926967126549?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111795926967126549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111795926967126549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111795926967126549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111795926967126549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/06/coolest-picture-ever.html' title='Coolest Picture Ever!'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111770002633748732</id><published>2005-06-02T18:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T18:13:46.350+10:00</updated><title type='text'>That is one big burger mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could possibly have just outdone myself about 20 odd minutes ago, I figured I wanted something big to fill myself up so I won't have to eat dinner as quick, so I decided to have a big lunch, for those who know me really well I tend to eat alot -- but today I just couldn't seem to cut it, this is what I had;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 Burger, yes just one - but with the following;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bottom bun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beef mince patty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slice of cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lettuce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fried Egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slice of bacon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beef mince patty again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slice of cheese again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bacon again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lettuce again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Top bun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Usually I would be to wash down something like this tackling free, but today I just couldn't seem to do it with ease, when I got down to the last quater of it, I had to tackle a big one to chew it all down, it was pretty hetick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111770002633748732?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111770002633748732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111770002633748732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111770002633748732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111770002633748732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/06/that-is-one-big-burger-mate.html' title='That is one big burger mate'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111726601335225124</id><published>2005-05-28T17:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T17:43:34.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee-ine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately I've been fixing myself a daily dose of just way too much coffee, for everyday of the past two weeks, I've been taking around two cups of coffee in the mornings, afternoons and sometimes even at night -- no idea why I would at night, but I do. Has it really become such an addiction that I just take it at night because my body feels tired and run down from the fixture my two daily coffee feeds during that day? I was beginning to worry, so I did the next best thing possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked up the effects of too much caffeine and what it could do to you on the net, and really as much as they sound as convincing for the negative effects I just can't seem to stop drinking it, there are some of the effects of caffeine which I fear may have taken its' shine in my body already. Below are some things which I had no idea about caffeine;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.abc.net.au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; with this article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/quantum/poison/caffeine/caffeine.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. What Caffeine Gets Up To In The Body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Caffeine is absorbed rapidly into the bloodstream&lt;br /&gt;from the gastro-intestinal tract. It reaches maximum concentration within about&lt;br /&gt;an one hour. The blood distributes it throughout the body. It even manages to&lt;br /&gt;pass through the blood-brain barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The half life of caffeine in the&lt;br /&gt;human body varies between 3 to 7 hours. Throughout the body it increases&lt;br /&gt;metabolic rate by around 10%. Females metabolise caffeine 20-30% more quickly&lt;br /&gt;than males. However, it will take women on "the pill" twice as long to&lt;br /&gt;metabolise caffeine as women who are ovulating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early experiments showed that low concentrations of caffeine may produce small decreases in heart rate, whereas higher concentrations may make the heart beat abnormally fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the brain it constricts the cerebral blood vessels. If you're used to drinking&lt;br /&gt;several cups of coffee a day but then you quit, those blood vessels will dilate,&lt;br /&gt;maybe enough to give you a powerful headache. It's one of the best known&lt;br /&gt;withdrawal symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people know that caffeine is a strong diuretic - it makes you urinate more than usual. Apparently this is due to increasing the blood flow through the kidneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can produce insomnia - delaying the onset of sleep and reducing total sleeping time. It has a small effect on respiration by increasing blood flow through the lungs and increasing the supply of air by relaxing bronchiolar and alveolar smooth muscle. That's why it's proving effective in treating the breathing problems of some prematurely born infants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people experience tremors after drinking coffee and tea.&lt;br /&gt;That's thought to be due to over-activation of the central nervous system.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well one things for sure is I tend to visit the toilets quite often than usual in the morning's at TAFE. Another good thing, atleast I'm not on a 'pill'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5. Sobering Thoughts About Caffeine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;"And I'd better have a big cup of extra strong black&lt;br /&gt;coffee to get me past the breathalyser."&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this is one of the most enduring myths about caffeine. True, it may manage to puncture that aura of numbness and make you feel a little sharper but it's no better at sobering you up and lowering your blood alcohol level than a glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand caffeine is a good friend the morning after. Alcohol can give you a thumping headache by enlarging cranial blood vessels. Caffeine constricts them and so may bring some relief from the hangover blues. That's why it's an ingredient in some over-the-counter pain killers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now if only I knew this was the only cure for a hangover I would've taken some the morning after those drinking nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111726601335225124?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111726601335225124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111726601335225124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111726601335225124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111726601335225124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/05/coffee-ine.html' title='Coffee-ine'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111690886288223983</id><published>2005-05-24T14:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T14:36:20.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, that wasn't expected</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;You Will Die at Age 58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#0000cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;58&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not bad, considering your super wild lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to live longer? Try losing a few bad habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagewillyoudiequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Age Will You Die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111690886288223983?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111690886288223983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111690886288223983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111690886288223983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111690886288223983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/05/wow-that-wasnt-expected.html' title='Wow, that wasn&apos;t expected'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111675694730259728</id><published>2005-05-22T20:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:15:47.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishie fishie fishie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/kevin_thai/blog_fish/bloggie_fish_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something I have been hiding away from other people for so long has finally made it's way to surface (excuse the pun... you'll know why later). I'm talking about the fish I own - I love each and everyone of them and even I sometimes lose count of actually just how many fish are in the tank and I mean tank. Not talking about just a small fish bowl with like some plastic castle like structure and the one and only fish in the bowl think's he's the King... or Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/kevin_thai/blog_fish/P5220015small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But that's not how the fish are here as you see in the pictures, I originally borrowed the digital camera to take pictures of my ride to post up for sale, now that is done, I thought hmm I had my fish for so long how come I don't even have pictures of my pet fishies (yes I know that's not a word). To those who are wondering, why I'm sometimes called Fishieboi - - I was sad enough to give myself that name (not really my sister did and that's another story), but I figured hey! that's a pretty cool name and somehow I just started to like fish, sometimes I wish I even a fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/kevin_thai/blog_fish/P5220017small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I mean you have absolutely no idea how easy flowing it is for a fish in a fish tank in someone's house hold, really all they do is just swim or float around and wait to be fed, it's that easy and if that's not easy going - then I don't know what is. That is the life I want, just float around all day on my arse and let the current of the waves in the tank take my shit away (literally) and rise to the surface of the tank water just to get some grub when I feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/kevin_thai/blog_fish/P5220018small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just love this picture, the white fish has some kinda attitude problem here, I reckon it's so ghetto. Anyway just thought I'd share these with whoever reads my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111675694730259728?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111675694730259728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111675694730259728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111675694730259728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111675694730259728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/05/fishie-fishie-fishie.html' title='Fishie fishie fishie'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111672771826281521</id><published>2005-05-22T11:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T12:08:38.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a good bummed day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Such a peaceful day today, it actually does feel kinda nice to wake up this early - something that I thought was never possible ever since from when I can remember, it was always just sloppy sleep-in Sunday for me. Sundays and Myself are like George Bush going on a prom date with Ossama Bin Ladin. But today for the first time, it felt like Bonnie and Clyde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First thing's first I need a quick fix of my daily coffee, which reminds me I should go and boil the water, anyway just been thinking alot lately and I realised I'm really just a bum waiting to get lucky, I've realised it's time for me to actually get off my fat arse and do something about my part-unemployed status, I need a more casual part time job (if that made any sense). I figured the teen fast food scene just doesn't cut it for me, need something in my field of studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which is why I've been checking out some Juniour IT technician jobs, by juniour I mean these are first step positions to becoming an IT technician in some relatively large corporation. Apllying for such a position may seem like a waste of time, but I find it would really benefit me and gain quite alot of experience of the IT technician environment, before I step up to the big boys (please no gay jokes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been awhile since I've written a truthful blog entry and it feels kinda good to get this off my chest... I'm lazy and partly-unemployed, and I'm single and enjoy long nice quiet walks on the beach... Haha ok that's enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111672771826281521?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111672771826281521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111672771826281521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111672771826281521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111672771826281521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-is-good-bummed-day.html' title='Today is a good bummed day!'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111528121093025296</id><published>2005-05-05T18:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T18:25:17.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Great I must be gay, I'm now on Sir3n</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Update*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/blog_stuff/NRI050401_093small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sir3n.com/wasabi_view.php?d=238&amp;f=20355"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go to gay Sir3n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would've thought I'd get into a photo on Sir3n, after Fasntasia I decided to quit everything, no more raves, no more of the clubbing scene it was just too much for me. And just last month I decided hey why not, just go to Verandah Bar, cause had nothing else better to do; and now I'm on that gay website Sir3n. I didn't know they were actually going to post this picture up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111528121093025296?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111528121093025296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111528121093025296' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111528121093025296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111528121093025296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/05/great-i-must-be-gay-im-now-on-sir3n.html' title='Great I must be gay, I&apos;m now on Sir3n'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111510051476796463</id><published>2005-05-03T15:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T16:08:34.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearbox and an angry man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Perhaps it is my driving ways that keeps haunting me back, again my gearbox is blown - today driving down East St, Lidcombe -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Awhile ago, long long time ago... ok not really that long ago more like about 4 months ago, my gearbox started to play up - seeing how it is an auto I couldn't do much, if it was manual see I can fudge it and move it from 1st gear striaght through to 3rd, yes more strain on the flywheel, but it would've given me more lead way time till I find a new gearbox, but no it's an auto so it kinda fixed itself after I downtuned the amount of gas to push through to the engine. And eversince then it's lasted for awhile about 4 months until today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Driving a couple of mates from Tafe to "Doolies" which wasn't a far ride, coming out of Tafe going down East St, the station way, coming to the first roundabout, pushed on the gas again, and there she blows (not in a good way - oh wait, I'm still talking about my car here... that's right). So inevitably I had to call up NRMA Road side assistance, little did I know it wasn't going to be anything more than just assistance. After got off the phone with the fairly nice lady notifying me the tow truck will arrive shortly within the next hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When the tow truck came, I wasn't expecting this fat fucking low-life mutherfucker who was probably the most ill-mannered dickfuck I've ever have come across from NRMA. Now my car was sitting sadly across the side of the kerb with the bonnet up showing it's guts, the towtruck faggot just drives a couple houses up from my car and screams across the street "Get the car down here" now at this point I'm thinking you do know you came with the tow truck for a reason right - this did not sound like assistance to me, didn't help to bring my car down the street instead I had to rely on my mates from Tafe to push the car as I left it in nutreul, and this is not all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I'm slowly turning the wheel to make it down the street to pass a few side kerb parked cars, this NRMA roadside assistant fag has the nerve to tell me "Get off the road!" now by this time I didn't really want anything to do with this dickhead but get my car home and that was all. Now unfortunately I had to be in the tow truck with this faggot on the ride home, as I step in the vehicle, I just glance at the side mirror to see things were going ok with the car behind - he turns around and goes; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Can you do us a favour?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By this time I thought wasn't such a prick after all - guess I was wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yeah sure, what?"&lt;/em&gt; I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Could you not look at the side window, makes it really hard for me to see when I'm driving, would you like it if someone did that to you while you were driving?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At that time, I just thought, great 15minute ride home with this prick, so I just didn't say anything incase this guy's head explodes and by the looks of this lonely overweight prick, that wasn't the only thing that was going to explode in a minute. Nothing is worse than seeing some fat prick have his guts exploded and smear all across his front windscreen because he is having a bad day - just wasn't worth the trouble, just wanted to get my car home atleast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought great made it home, so this guy tells me to leave my car in P while he get's the car off the truck, which I already knew, from previous experiences (unfortunately... done this before) so he unclips it off the truck and my car just starts to roll back quite far and quick on a big sort of thump! and now he just looked at me and goes; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Did you leave it on P?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Yeah" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If it was on P it wouldn't have done that"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By this point I was just like that's it, and just walked in my house without a thanks or anything. Now it might seem I was a whimp or something if I didn't smack this guy across the head, but I figured - - what's the point? This guy looked like he wasn't going anywhere in life anyway, broken teeth NRMA worker by day, drunken bogan by night, he's had enough already this fat prick can get wasted and drive for his awhole life, didn't really care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111510051476796463?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111510051476796463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111510051476796463' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111510051476796463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111510051476796463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/05/gearbox-and-angry-man.html' title='Gearbox and an angry man.'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-111120383206710221</id><published>2005-03-19T14:41:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T19:28:59.083+11:00</updated><title type='text'>All I see is black and white!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/desktops/black_white_big"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/desktops/black_white_small.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always get bored of my desktops so easily, so heres another one I just want to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-111120383206710221?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111120383206710221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=111120383206710221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111120383206710221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/111120383206710221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-i-see-is-black-and-white.html' title='All I see is black and white!'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-110981537247548167</id><published>2005-03-03T12:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T19:26:01.276+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I quit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been nothing but a small thought lately that everyday is like just a shortened existence to the end for me, that might not make much sense to anyone else, but after Fantasia, everything just hasn't been going good for me. Eversince the impression it's left on me from the last Fantasia back in October I think it was, it was well hardcore, had a good line-up (not that even matters anymore cause it all depends on the music that play on the night) but the music was good on that night, not only that I had some decent pills (yes I'm a druggo to some, a moderate taker to others I don't care... becuase the point of this post is that I quit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figured since cause of the good vibe left in the back of my head from memory of the last Fantasia I decided to go to this Fantasia that just passed, with their key motto was to bring back the happy hardcore which I thought was well worth going, and not to mention the technology used on the night, like the 20 lasers or so and bounce mirrors which I've never experienced before, but as it turns out -- the bounce mirrors were nothing but two very big mirrors hanging of the warehouse ceiling, nothing impressive at all and the music itself, well it wasn't any better either, it was just full hardcore throughout the whole entire night, and I mean just hardcore, where was the happy in it? I have no idea at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be silly of me to determine how good a night was entirely on the kind of shit I take on the night, but that might have been the only reason why I thought last Fantasia was so good. But this Fantasia Laser Nation proved my point even more, maybe really Fantasia isn't really all that impressive, Laser Nation left me really dissappointed, I wanted my last rave to go off hardcore (I don't mean the pun there). But I guess this last dissappointing rave would have given myself more incentive to quit, so it's not all so bad if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of shit has happened, not only to me but also to others around me, especially the day after, and I better not disclose any of it online here, but just lenting it out, that I've finally had enough, alot of things happen which shouldn't really have to and I can't prevent it, so I've decided to quit altogether, enough is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-110981537247548167?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/110981537247548167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=110981537247548167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110981537247548167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110981537247548167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-quit.html' title='I quit...'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-110881002352108780</id><published>2005-02-19T21:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T21:47:03.523+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy early birthday to that special someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to start of with well... to be honest I don't know where I really begin with this, but just keep reading please because I am going somewhere with this. Little did I know that last year during one of the many GAS events in June, I'd meet someone as special as this person I'm thinking about right now. Yes it may seem sad to still hold onto some moments that obviously won't see the light again. When this person and I first met, it's like we almost just connected striaght off, felt so comfortable around this one person; and I've never had that feeling with anyone else on the first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is alot more I want to get off my chest, but this not the place to put these words down... t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;he whole point of this post is just to say a Happy Birthday to this person, abit of an early one. Have fun tomorrow whatever it is you'll get up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9374856-110881002352108780?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/110881002352108780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=110881002352108780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110881002352108780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110881002352108780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-early-birthday-to-that-special.html' title='Happy early birthday to that special someone'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-110342647391886165</id><published>2004-12-19T14:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T14:21:13.920+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Um...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've did something which I regret, it's kind of a long story, one of my mates from tafe I lent my phone to him to use for the time being, said he left my phone at a friends house, so he drove there to pick it up, it turns out this friend was my second last ex, she had my phone for the time being. Now because my friend drove me I didn't have my car with me that day, and my mate had to go pay off some guy for some shit, so I stayed at my ex's house cause I thought he wouldn't take that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me and my ex, we kinda hitched, and there's chance we might even be back together, weird? Yeah it kinda feels weird. Don't know what to feel at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9374856-110342647391886165?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/110342647391886165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=110342647391886165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110342647391886165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110342647391886165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2004/12/um.html' title='Um...'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-110260220011848090</id><published>2004-12-10T01:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T01:23:20.116+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma is weird...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I said I was gonna write another piece on 'These Kids' but instead I could not be bothered since enough was already mentioned in the previous blog entry. Besides I'm not as drunk enough to write so cohenrently again. A weird thing I always found ...well weird is how karma justifies itself upon us. Now I understand perfectly how karma system works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car got broken into, lost most of the audio hardware which I worked really hard for, ok that's fair enough these things happen. Now its been awhile, and it's really a long story, the house next to ours -- i.e. nieghbours house, we own that house and we rent it off. Now the people who were living next door to us, I knew as a friend, which my parents didn't know at the time, the guy who's been living next door has been setting up a weed growing fascination and has done quite some impressive modifications to the household to just grow these weed plants as it's optimum shape. I would post the pictures I took using my digicam, but it wouldn't be just write knowing who's actually seeing this online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now cause, they got busted, the cops etc were all there, so my friend didn't turn up to the house at all that day, which left his wife and his kid in the household to explain everything to the cops. The wife and kid were forced to move out a.s.a.p which left the kids Play Station One and big screen t.v. Since they were just lying in that house doing nothing I did the best thing possible, I brought them over into my room. So yeah I have a free PS One, so karma works it's treat in such weird ways. I lost my car audio, got my car broken into, and I get a free PS One in the end... weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say it's just a PS One, but I say it was free along with a big screen tv and DVD+VCR combo unit, so I ain't complaining.&lt;br /&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/9374856-110260220011848090?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/110260220011848090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=110260220011848090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110260220011848090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110260220011848090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2004/12/karma-is-weird.html' title='Karma is weird...'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-110204831644867831</id><published>2004-12-03T15:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T15:31:56.446+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn labrats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's Friday and it's my 5th day staying at home... this is pretty much very saddening if I don't say so myself. A lab rat has more chance of escaping his cage than me going out nowadays. I'm being serious aswell. No one else has a car, it's just so sad. Cause basically the guys they have their own thing to do either from selling computers (don't ask me why) to like spending time with their girlfriends or something -- which I don't mind of course, just not used to this guys spending that much time with them is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing which I find quite comforting is that this guy I knew and I patched things up at Godspeed, so now things are all good and tight again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I might just go chillout and have a smoke and coffee, I'll hitchike my way to a coffee shop.&lt;br /&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/9374856-110204831644867831?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/110204831644867831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=110204831644867831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110204831644867831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110204831644867831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2004/12/damn-labrats.html' title='Damn labrats'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-110189716388175327</id><published>2004-12-01T21:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T21:32:43.883+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in a moo-ing mood at the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Something I've came across on the net which I found quite funny at the time. Either that I was just too high on dope or something I thought was dope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/moo.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current status:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no cash, didn't even have enough cash to get my Voda recharged today, so yeah obviously no where near my goal of getting a new gearbox for my car. Still struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9374856-110189716388175327?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/110189716388175327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=110189716388175327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110189716388175327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110189716388175327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-in-moo-ing-mood-at-moment.html' title='I&apos;m in a moo-ing mood at the moment'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-110179526126045424</id><published>2004-11-30T17:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T17:14:21.260+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Tuesday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yeah it's like tuesday afternoon now, 5pm, and I never realised just how a chicken would feel in a conventional oven set to 120 degrees. I feel much so like that chicken right now... maybe next time I should just boil chicken, actually that won't help much either, oh well. Simpsons start in about an hour from now, and I didn't even wake up till like two hours ago, so it still feels like morning to me, and having The Simpsons showing on soon in about an hour, it feels like an early morning dose of The Simpsons to me, which we all know doesn't happen on free-to-air TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've managed to get my room cleaned up today, feel so proud of my accomplishments these days, mainly because I don't get up to much anymore nowadays, still no ride, and not many people I know even have a car let alone their license, oh wait no that's just two people that comes to mind. At the moment I find it quite amusing I'm sitting infront of my computer and I'm listening to "Phantom Planet - Californnia" such a road trip song, I feel so much like to just get into a van with a bunch of people and plan a trip to go Bondi Beach or something, think the weather is partially leading me to those thoughts aswell.&lt;br /&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/9374856-110179526126045424?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/110179526126045424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=110179526126045424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110179526126045424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110179526126045424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2004/11/still-tuesday.html' title='Still Tuesday?'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9374856.post-110173218215020097</id><published>2004-11-30T00:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T00:12:55.813+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of this summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alot has changed in these past few months. Too many car problems, but that's expected from thrashing an old car around right? Yeah thoughtso. During this summer, not exactly sure how I'm going to get the cash I need to repair the car, or how I'm exactly going to past the time during this summer break... I mean no car, can't go out anywhere basically. No job -- no money to spend, as Telstra Stadium work has been finished for this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Basically I wanted to started this blog as a collection of my primitive thoughts and experiences I will encounter during this summer and follow me in my everquest for a search for a new car and new job, Haha boy will this be a long summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/Picture%200071.JPG" hieght="160" width="128" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Just went to Godspeed on the weekend, and man it was hetick! And I'm feeling fine, which is rare for me, usually I'm scattered or really tired and feeling really down after a big night like so. But then I guess I only had three pills for the night guess that's why I don't feel as bad, so it's all good. The boys all want to go hardwars, so yeah thinking about it at the moment.&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/9374856-110173218215020097?l=readingthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/feeds/110173218215020097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9374856&amp;postID=110173218215020097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110173218215020097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9374856/posts/default/110173218215020097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingthe.blogspot.com/2004/11/start-of-this-summer.html' title='The start of this summer!'/><author><name>kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07714119728721825728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://members.optusnet.com.au/fishie007/IMG_1929.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
