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<title><![CDATA[Toasterhead and Other News.]]></title>
<link>http://orangelaserbeam.wordpress.com/?p=237</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 19:25:53 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Creating Havok 24/7</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I have no idea what the phrase &#8220;TOASTERHEAD&#8221; means, but I came up with it this morning, ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have no idea what the phrase "TOASTERHEAD" means, but I came up with it this morning, and I rather like it.  I have no idea why, or how, or anything like that.  All I know is that I was listening to something, and it popped into my head and I'm like oh boy!  And so that is now my Yahoo Messenger status, and my Google Talk status.  MSN is always what I'm listening to, so it's not on that one.</p>
<p>I'm trying to download the song "Dancing Days" by Led Zeppelin, but it's not working very well.  So I'm doing it again.  I have to get that song, then the same song, just the Stone Temple Pilot cover of it.  Then I have to get "Iris" by the Goo Goo Dolls.  Because I love that song and it gets stuck in my head.  And when songs get stuck in my head, I find the best way to deal is to listen to the song that's stuck in my head.  No idea why, but that's what I do.  I tend to embrace the song stuck in my head, love it like it's the best song in the world, because it's the only one I can think of at the time.  Most of the time though, I can think of another song when one song is stuck in my head, just because I'm fancy that way.<br />
I remember back in like 5th grade and into 6th grade I constantly had "Dead and Bloated" by Stone Temple Pilots (yet I didn't know that at the time) and "VooDoo" by GodSmack stuck in my head.  No idea why them two, but they were always there.  I have both those songs now, on my iPod and such; I can still recall them whenever I need to, in my head.  Not all the way through of course, but far enough.</p>
<p>I don't know why I'm going on like this, but I just had to share that "TOASTERHEAD" thing for some reason and then the rest sort of came out.</p>
<p>This morning was freaky, let me tell you.  I was downstairs singing with my songs from the stereo - I plugged my iPod in and stuffs - and it was funness.  Other than the part about how, like, I was really weird in my head.  It was funny and all, ya, but then again kind of strange.<br />
I'm really loopy today.  That's it.  Loopy used to be fun for me.  Now it's still fun, but now I know that it has the possibility to get to super-wrongdom.  Which is scary.<br />
Very scary.</p>
<p>My song's almost done downloading.  Hopefully it doesn't get that error again. I don't remember at what % it did it at, and it's at about 83% right now.  It's going super fast today, cuz right now I'm not doing anything, other than downloading that song and IMs, for connectivity stuffs, so it has all the Kbps it can have, and it's at like 3.  My internet connected at 33.2 Kbps this morning, I was so happy - cuz that's fast.  Fast fast fast.  At least for me it's fast.  Timmy told me that he normally connects at 24....THAT would suck.  Like, majorly.</p>
<p>There's five minutes till noon on the clock on my wall, while the computer clock says 12:01.  Ummmm....I guess the battery is dead again, even though I just put in a new one.  Well, one that I thought had some juice in it.  I guess not so much.</p>
<p>And my song downloaded.....yay for songs!!!  I like this song.  Led Zeppelin is legendary, of course.  DURR.  I could make you a list, but it's on my MySpace, so I'm not going to waste the time.  :P  Now I just have to go back and get the STP version.  And then the "Iris" song.</p>
<p>And then eventually get some lunches, but I'm not really hungry yet.<br />
You know, Frosted Shreded Wheat thingy cereals are very filling.  Which is cool and all, cuz I'm not gonna be hungry before lunch and stuff, but I mean, they're *really* filling!</p>
<p>I have to work on Tuesday.  Well, me and my daddy are gonna go work for this one lady in Flo-Town.  I don't really want to, simply because I'm being a complete lazy bum, but that's the kind of person that I am.<br />
I don't like being lazy,  because nothing really gets done, but then again, oh well.  I can't be not-lazy.  That takes too much work, and I'm lazy, remember!<br />
Actually, I don't even know if I'm lazy, or just unmotivated.  No idea.  Can't tell.</p>
<p>I think I figured out what I wanna do.  When I graduate, that it.  Don't worry, I'll change my mind again, like I always do.  But, anyway, here's my "plan."<br />
I wanna get like a VW Bus or something like that, and just go.  Live in the car and just go.  I know I already had that as the plan,  but oh well.  I thought about getting like,  a truck and a fifth-wheel or something, but that would be way too expensive, and then you'd have to deal with finding stuff for it and stuff - like the places to plug-in and whatnot.  I guess it would be hard to do though, considering cars don't really have power, for like phone charging and laptop charging and stuff, but I guess I could just like, buy a few extra batteries for shit, or like I don't know.  It's gonna be expensive though.  I only have about 550 dollars in savings right now too.  I'm gonna need a hella-lot more than that.  I thought about like, being ridiculous and getting a pay-pal account and being like hey, give me like five bucks, and see how much money I could get.  I don't know if I could do that thought, don't even know if I'd get any money.  I thought it would be cool to try though.  See if I got anything.  Anyway, I could use the money, no matter what I end up doing.<br />
Oh well....Hey, if you wanna give me like five bucks, just tell me, we'll work something out, okay?</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Woranuch Wongsawan So Cute&amp;So Sexy Girls of Thailand]]></title>
<link>http://celebritysexygirls.wordpress.com/?p=149</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 12:52:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>ajuaji</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Name: Woranuch Wongsawan
Nickname: Noon
Profession: Actress, Model
Date of birth:September 24, 1980
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://thaisexy-girls.blogspot.com/2008/08/woranuch-wongsawan-so-cute-sexy-girls.html"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-150" src="http://celebritysexygirls.wordpress.com/files/2008/08/nun8.jpg" alt="" width="340" height="470" /></a>Name: Woranuch Wongsawan<br />
Nickname: Noon<br />
Profession: Actress, Model<br />
Date of birth:September 24, 1980<br />
Birthplace: Thailand<br />
Family: One younger brother<br />
Height: 165cm<br />
Weight: 44kg<br />
Star sign: Virgo<br />
Marital Status:Single<br />
Hobbies: Movies, Listening to music<br />
Collection:Handbill<br />
Favorite Color:Green<br />
Favorite Food:Kao-Pad<br />
School:College of Nathasin</p>
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<title><![CDATA[What I'm reading now #books]]></title>
<link>http://webhat.wordpress.com/2008/07/27/what-im-reading-now-books/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 20:28:32 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>webhat</dc:creator>
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I&#8217;ve started to read Vurt, by Jeff Noon. It belongs to the cyberpunk genre, and is  a nice b]]></description>
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<p>I've started to read Vurt, by Jeff Noon. It belongs to the cyberpunk genre, and is  a nice book although it's a little difficult to get into.</p>
<p>"<i>Vurt tells the story of Scribble and his 'gang' the Stash Riders as they search for his missing sister Desdemona. Vurt refers to a drug/shared alternate reality that is accessed by sucking on color-coded feathers. Through some (never explained) mechanism, the dreams, mythology, and imaginings of humanity achieved objective reality in the Vurt and became 'real'.</i>"<sup><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeff_Noon#Vurt_.281993.29">1</a></sup></div>
<p><img src="http://freehogg.wordpress.com/files/2006/04/technorati.gif" alt="Technorati" /> technorati tags: <a href="http://del.icio.us/webhat/vurt" rel="tag">vurt</a>, <a href="http://del.icio.us/webhat/cyberpunks" rel="tag">cyberpunks</a>, <a href="http://del.icio.us/webhat/books" rel="tag">books</a>, <a href="http://del.icio.us/webhat/noon" rel="tag">noon</a>, <a href="http://del.icio.us/webhat/jeffnoon" rel="tag">jeffnoon</a></p>
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<title><![CDATA["sweet" memories from childhood ]]></title>
<link>http://annevdns.wordpress.com/?p=30</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 16:05:27 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>annevdns</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I smiled when i learned my sister bought this tiny candies we used to enjoy during our childhood. Wr]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I smiled when i learned my sister bought this tiny candies we used to enjoy during our childhood. Wrapped in thin paper, this wafers are always a hit among us. We used to just buy this in any sarisari store but then they just faded. Once in a while when we go to Greenhills - Regina's they sell this. Ate Gem saw some during her trip to Greenhills this afternoon. Thanks Bru!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Lunchtime Jog through Downtown Tulsa]]></title>
<link>http://irritatedtulsan.wordpress.com/?p=726</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 11:56:26 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>irritatedtulsan</dc:creator>
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“Ouch, damn it!”  I grab the back of my head.  I look at my fingers and see blood.
“Was tha]]></description>
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<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><a href="http://irritatedtulsan.wordpress.com/files/2008/05/img_0724.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-134" src="http://irritatedtulsan.wordpress.com/files/2008/05/img_0724.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>“Ouch, damn it!”<span>  </span>I grab the back of my head.<span>  </span>I look at my fingers and see blood.</p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;">“Was that a rock?<span>  </span>Who hit me in the back of the head with a rock?<span>  </span>If that homeless man outside the YMCA throwing rocks in the street hit me, so help me …” I turn around.</p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;">“Oh crap.”<span>  </span>I duck …</p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;">I admire lunchtime joggers.<span>  </span>That’s true dedication.<span>  </span>I especially admire the ones that jog daily.<span>  </span>If I exercise more than once a month, I call that healthy living.</p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;">I’m not a fatty-fatty two-by-four, but when I turned 30-years-old and started a desk job, it added some weight.<span>  </span>It’s time to get back in shape and start a new habit.</p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;">It was noon on Monday.<span>  </span>A humid summer day.<span>  </span>The first day of the week.<span>  </span>The first day of my new lifestyle.<span>  </span>I joined the lunchtime joggers.<span> </span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><!--more-->Like most people, I drove to my jogging destination.<span>  </span>I didn’t want to waste my energy jogging to my jogging location.<span> </span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span>I park near 8th and Cincinnati.<span> </span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>I step out of my car.<span>  </span>Cell phone in left hand.<span>  </span>iPod in right.<span>  </span>Keys in … no pockets.<span>  </span>Ok, cell phone and keys in left hand.<span>  </span>iPod in right.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>Oh yeah, my wallet.<span>  </span>If I’m killed or die of heat stroke, the authorities will need a way to identify my body.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>Cell phone and keys in left hand.<span>  </span>iPod and wallet in the right.<span>  </span>I start my jog, jogging north on Cincinnati Avenue.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>It’s good to be outdoors.<span>  </span>This is nice.<span>  </span>Fresh air.<span>  </span>Well, fresh-ish air.<span>  </span>It smells like new asphalt and grease.<span>  </span>I’m sure it’s safe to breathe.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>I make it to 7th and Cincinnati before I need break.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>I walk a few more blocks.<span>  </span>I spot a possible homeless person walking toward me.  I jayjog across the street.<span>  </span>I get a better look at him and realize he’s African-American.<span>  </span>Great, now I look racist.  I'm not. </span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>I pick up the pace and jog into road construction.<span>  </span>The sidewalk is a dead-end.<span>  </span>I have two options.<span>  </span>Neither one feels safe.<span>  </span>My choices are:<span>  </span>1.<span>  </span>Possible knife-wielding thug that may think I'm racist, or 2. Family of hillbillies at the bus depot.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>I choose the bus depot.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>I move my wallet to left hand, and my keys to the right.<span>  </span>I make a dagger with my keys.<span>  </span>It’s something I saw on Oprah.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>With key dagger in hand, I casually walk through the bus depot.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>I smile and nod.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>“Hi.<span>  </span>Hello.<span>  </span>Enjoy your trip.”</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>That was close.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>I’m back on 3rd street, one block away from Yaw Eno.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span>I pass Yaw Eno.<span>  </span>Still standing.<span> </span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span>Outside the Double Tree Hotel, protestors hand out fliers.<span>  </span>I don’t know what they’re protesting, and I don’t care.<span>  </span>All I care is the man handing fliers is African-American.<span>  </span>I can make up for the jayjogging incident from a minute earlier.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em>“Would you like a flier?”</em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;">“No, thanks.<span>  </span>I don’t have any pockets and I don’t want to carry anything else.”</span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em>“It’s just a sheet of paper.”</em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;">“Well, since it’s just a sheet of paper, you should have no problem holding it.”</span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;">That didn’t help. <span> </span>Time to jog.</span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;">I turn left at the BOK Center and jog toward the YMCA.</span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;">Outside the front door are three possible knife-wielding thugs.<span>  </span>One is skipping pebbles on the road like stones on a lake.</span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;">Maybe he sees something I don’t.<span>  </span>I’m sure he’s insane.<span>  </span>His eyes scream baby snatcher.<span> </span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span>I’m about 25 feet past the YMCA.<span>  </span>Something hits the back of my head.<span> </span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span>“Ouch, damn it!”<span>  </span>I grab the back of my head.<span>  </span>I look at my fingers and see blood.</span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;">“Was that a rock?<span>  </span>Who hit me in the back of the head with a rock?<span>  </span>If that homeless man outside the YMCA throwing rocks in the street hit me, so help me …” I turn around.</p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span>“Oh crap.”<span>  </span>I duck.<span>  </span>A bird swoops down and tries to hit me.<span>  </span>I’m being attacked by a bird.<span> </span></span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span><span>I run fast toward my car.<span>  </span>I’ve never knew I was capable of this speed.</span></span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span><span>The bird is not easing up.<span>  </span>He hits me again.</span></span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span><span>“Ouch!<span>  </span>Get away!”<span>  </span>I’m running with my arms flailing above me.<span>  </span>I look like those annoying sky dancer advertisements.</span></span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span><span>I think I have bird mites.<span>  </span>I can feel my head itch.</span></span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span><span>While runnig, I pull out a handful of hair and inspect it.<span> </span></span></span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span><span><span>I jump into the safety of my car.</span></span></span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span><span><span>Jogging’s more dangerous than I thought.<span>  </span>I need a safer exercise.<span>  </span>Maybe Tae Bo.</span></span></span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-indent:4em;text-align:justify;"><span><span><span><span><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><em><span style="font-style:normal;"><span><span><span><span>First, I need to shave my head.<span>  </span>Something is crawling. </span></span></span></span></span></em></span></em></span></span></span></span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[the pursuit of happyness]]></title>
<link>http://delapan.wordpress.com/?p=16</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 13:33:59 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Andhika Nugraha</dc:creator>
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smiles so sincere.
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<p>smiles so sincere.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[kepada bendera ujian hormat grak]]></title>
<link>http://delapan.wordpress.com/?p=14</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 13:24:27 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Andhika Nugraha</dc:creator>
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if it were a real flag on a real flag ceremony, this angle would be either impossible or very annoy]]></description>
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<p>if it were a real flag on a real flag ceremony, this angle would be either impossible or very annoying for protocol.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[greetings to earth]]></title>
<link>http://delapan.wordpress.com/?p=4</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 15:14:29 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Andhika Nugraha</dc:creator>
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i meant no philosophy for the number eight, but here goes an attempt at photoblogging while wasting]]></description>
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<p>i meant no philosophy for the number eight, but here goes an attempt at photoblogging while wasting the 3 GB wordpress.com offers.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Round Robin Challenge: Morning, Noon, And Night ]]></title>
<link>http://sepintx.wordpress.com/?p=103</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 16:16:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Steven</dc:creator>
<guid>http://sepintx.wordpress.com/?p=103</guid>
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For morning, noon and night I photographed sky! Probably the biggest surprise was how blue the noon]]></description>
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<blockquote><p><a href="http://roundrobinphoto.blogspot.com/2008/06/round-robin-challenge-morning-noon-and.html">For morning, noon and night</a> I photographed sky! Probably the biggest surprise was how blue the noon sky was as opposed to the morning gradient sky. Moisture in the morning sky and by noon it had burned off.  Of course the moon. Thought about photographing the stars but I would have had to wait for the moon to set. Light overpowers other light. The nice thing about light is that it is always in motion; be it rising, shining down, setting or reflecting.</p>
<p>Check out how the rest of the Robin's portrayed, Morning, Noon and Night. Vicki - <a href="http://mymaracas.blogspot.com/">Maraca</a>, Karen - <a href="http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/">Outpost Mâvarin</a>, Carly - <a href="http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/">Ellipsis</a>, Wammy - <a href="http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/">The Ellis Family Cincinnati</a>, Jama Hameed - <a href="http://mummyjam.blogspot.com/">Sweet Memories</a>, Sandra - <a href="http://strongchemistry.blogspot.com/">Strong Chemistry</a>, Janet - <a href="http://www.fondofsnape.com/">fondofsnape</a>, Monica - <a href="http://familyaffairphotography.blogspot.com/">familyaffairphotography</a>, Olive - <a href="http://urolive.blogspot.com/">Ur Olive</a>, Jennifer Robin - <a href="http://robinswoods.blogspot.com/">Robin's Woods</a>, Jan - <a href="http://www.theprytzfamily.com/">The Prytz Family</a>, Ourhomeschool - <a href="http://ourhomeschoolinthewoods.blogspot.com/">...Through the Eye of my Camera</a>, Teena - <a href="http://purple4mee.blogspot.com">It's all about me!</a></p>
<p>Stop by the <a href="http://roundrobinphoto.blogspot.com/">Round Robin Photo Challenge blog</a> for updates and details on the next photo challenge!</p></blockquote>
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<title><![CDATA[मैं क्यों आज तक उसकी ख़ाहिश करता हूँ]]></title>
<link>http://vinayprajapati.wordpress.com/?p=1004</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 08:14:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>विनय प्रजापति</dc:creator>
<guid>http://vinayprajapati.wordpress.com/?p=1004</guid>
<description><![CDATA[मैं क्यों आज तक उसकी ख़ाहिश करता हूँ
ज]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#000000;">मैं क्यों आज तक उसकी ख़ाहिश करता हूँ<br />
जो मुझको भीड़ में अकेला छोड़कर गया है<br />
सुबह आज भी उसको आइनों में जोड़ता हूँ<br />
जो मेरे दिल को खिलौने-सा तोड़कर गया है...</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">बे-तस्कीनियाँ उजले चेहरों से बढ़ती हैं<br />
हर पल मुझको अक्स की तरह पढ़ती हैं<br />
अंधेरी रात है मैं छत पर तन्हा बैठा हूँ<br />
एक-एक पल दोपहर-सा गुज़र रहा है...</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">कोई उठाये मुझको या फिर बैठा रहने दे<br />
ख़ाबों के जंगल जलाये ना, धुँआ उड़ाये ना<br />
ख़ाहिशों का अम्बार है, दिल ज़ार-ज़ार है<br />
आँखों की नदिया सुखाये ना, चाँद जलाये ना</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">अजीब धुनकी में है दिल और कुछ नहीं है<br />
दर्द का ग़ुबार है दिल और कुछ नहीं है<br />
मुस्कुराहट जब खिली गुलाबी लबों पर<br />
एक हसीन ख़ाब सारी रात जागता रहा है...</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">एक नयी परवाज़ दिखायी दी है आसमाँ में<br />
कुछ नये अन्दाज़ भी हैं उसकी ज़बाँ में<br />
बाँट नहीं सकता किसी से लम्हों के टुकड़े<br />
ख़ुदाया मेरा कोई नहीं इतने बड़े जहाँ में</span></p>
<hr />शायिर: विनय प्रजापति ‘नज़र’<br />
लेखन वर्ष: २००४ </p>
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<title><![CDATA[Midnight Noon]]></title>
<link>http://gtwo.wordpress.com/?p=66</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 22:22:33 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>gtwo</dc:creator>
<guid>http://gtwo.wordpress.com/?p=66</guid>
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Midnight, silent, delight.
Peaceful, watchful, never ending respite.
Cooling, calming, dreaming, sl]]></description>
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<p><span style="color:#000000;"><em>Midnight, silent, delight.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><em>Peaceful, watchful, never ending respite.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><em>Cooling, calming, dreaming, slumber.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><em>Alluring, magical, seductive, racing.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><em>Velvet, darkness, black, moonlight.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><em>Silver, stillness, night.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff9900;"><em>Vibrant, amber, gold, waking, chorus.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff9900;"><em>Midday, crescendo, live, electric, life !</em></span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[To my sisters...]]></title>
<link>http://daveyoder.wordpress.com/?p=17</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 12:59:11 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>dyoder21</dc:creator>
<guid>http://daveyoder.wordpress.com/?p=17</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Becky lives near Mom and Dad&#8230; Ok almost an hour away. Her and my brother-n-law,Don,  with nep]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Becky lives near Mom and Dad... Ok almost an hour away. Her and my brother-n-law,Don,  with nephew Keagan are living in Ithica Mi. They just moved into a home and are excited about us comming over to see the house.  The house has needed alot of repairs. But it has been a good learning experiance for them in learning how to do things... as well as get along.  We cleaned out the car yesterday, and we only have one more day to walk as we have already walked two this week. We watched a documentary on fast food in America. The guy ate McDonalds for a month, morning noon and night. He ended up hurting his body for the temp... and long term challenged his liver, heart, weight, sugar. Ect.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Dati ganun, Ngayon ganito na..]]></title>
<link>http://anjelo.wordpress.com/2008/05/28/dati-ganun-ngayon-ganito-na/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 17:20:31 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>yavinfour</dc:creator>
<guid>http://anjelo.wordpress.com/2008/05/28/dati-ganun-ngayon-ganito-na/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Dati itong blog na ito supposed to be a Tagalog software news center lang, not thinking about my blo]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dati itong blog na ito supposed to be a Tagalog software news center lang, not thinking about my blogging. My mind haas changed, maybe there's something more that I can do than scooping the latest techie news and putting it into tagalog. Then I met my first friend in the blogosphere other than WindowsX and Thoosje, eloiski. Nice! medyo malaki yung tulong niya saken eh. She's the one that gave me the first initiative na sumabak sa mundo ng personal blogging at iba pang bagay. I haven't met her in personal but soon I'll send her another message (now that's personal)</p>
<p>Then I next discovered wp-pinoys, it was so nice!! (basta something unexplainable yung feeling mo pag first timer ka dito) Well, I just met some bloggers, visit, their blogs, comment on them, add them to my blogroll.</p>
<p>This is a new level of friendship for me. Naver experianced before eh. So I signed in for accounts in twitter, feedburner, and other stuff that most bloggers have. I never considered myself a blogger before but now is the time to evolve. Dati bihira lang ako magpost ng mga nangyayari sa aking sarili most likely sa deviantART journals ko pinopost.</p>
<p>Hindi babagay ang mga widgets ko kaya inayos ko lang kanina. Yung mga words ko sa about page, napakaugly dati kaya niretouch ko rin.Thanks to my former teacher in HS computer Sir Fua, pinapagamit niya ako ng mga bagong computers sa aking old alma mater. BTW I am an incoming IT freshie, but I still have a privilege to return at lumingon sa pinanggalingan. Kaya may libeng internet ako sa school ngayon summer. May nacontribute din kasi ako kahit papaano doon noong student pa ako.</p>
<p>So this is me na ngayon, geeky pa rin, mahilig maginstall,uninstall,reformat,magbuo ng PC, magtroubleshoot ng Pc atbP pero nakatikim ng isa pang social touch.</p>
<p>Hanggang dito nga muna for today. BTW hindi ko mamaintain yung continuity ng pagkaenglish ko kasi dinudugo rin ako. Mahirap makahanap ng words.</p>
<p>PRINT SCREEN:</p>
<p><img style="border-right:0;border-top:0;border-left:0;border-bottom:0;" border="0" alt="image" src="http://anjelo.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/image3.png" width="341" height="256"></p>
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<title><![CDATA[It's noon and you're all sleeping...slackers.]]></title>
<link>http://shabardakahleb.wordpress.com/?p=18</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 11:01:19 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Karl</dc:creator>
<guid>http://shabardakahleb.wordpress.com/?p=18</guid>
<description><![CDATA[&lt;begin message&gt;
So it&#8217;s noon, and most of my friends are all sleeping still. Y&#8217;all]]></description>
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<p>So it's noon, and most of my friends are all sleeping still. Y'all are slackers! Get off your lazy behinds and be productive members of society. Heh. Ok, fine, maybe it's still before dawn where you guys are, but for me, it's almost 1pm.</p>
<p>We're going to eat lunch very soon, but I figured while I'm waiting I could post something on here. I think tomorrow or the next day will be a good day to update my main blog, since tonight is going to be our information meeting. A brief rundown of yesterday goes as such:</p>
<p>Started the day eating with David and Amanda. We then went shopping at two small markets, then went to a BestBuy type place called MediaMarkt (it has everything from computers, cell phones, dvds and cameras to fridges, blenders and espresso machines.) Anyway, we got back to the church, talked about some stuff, had a late (3:30) lunch, and talked some more. Around 5:30 we went with Katy to her language class at the Volkschule and helped them. The first class of hers was beginning intermediates. Then we went into Randy's class, which was a refresher English course. They were awesome in there. One of the guys picked up idioms really well. Then we went back into Katy's classroom, which now had beginning students. They were funny, and even though they were beginners, they spoke really well.</p>
<p>Then we got back to the church/house, and had a late (9:30) dinner. I ate quickly, and headed back to the Duckecks.</p>
<p>This morning we didn't have much to do, but we went around to some other stores and now we're about to eat. Later tonight are the info meetings, so we'll be working on getting ready for those too.</p>
<p>Anyway, I'm out for now.</p>
<p>Tschuess.</p>
<p>K.M.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[When it bottoms out]]></title>
<link>http://lifeafterbaby.wordpress.com/?p=299</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 00:48:45 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>lifeafterbaby</dc:creator>
<guid>http://lifeafterbaby.wordpress.com/?p=299</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Many a day around noontime or shortly thereafter I find myself losing patience with the kids. Why do]]></description>
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<p>A) I am not eating lunch</p>
<p>B) They get tired and cranky and need naps</p>
<p>C) I get tired and cranky and need a nap</p>
<p>D) I forget to take my Effexor XR</p>
<p>E) Any one, combination, or all of the above</p>
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<title><![CDATA[VOCA-BUKAMBIBIG NG KARERISTA BY NIHAWMA]]></title>
<link>http://filipinohorsevelocity.wordpress.com/?p=11</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 03:51:17 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>jazellerae</dc:creator>
<guid>http://filipinohorsevelocity.wordpress.com/?p=11</guid>
<description><![CDATA[ANG BOKABULARYO NG KARERISTA
Aparato - Starting gate/stall or Pruett gate
Ayuda - Full exertion
Bago]]></description>
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<p>Aparato - Starting gate/stall or Pruett gate<br />
Ayuda - Full exertion<br />
Bagong palit - new shoes<br />
Bandera - leader, front runner<br />
Banderang tapos - wire to wire win<br />
Banderista - A front runner or a horse with early speed<br />
Banig - To bet on every possible daily double, forecast, exotic bettings<br />
Batak - In top shape<br />
Bawas - Out of shape<br />
Benta - Sales<br />
Bentanilla - betting window.<br />
Bisiro - A yearling (year-old) horse.<br />
Bitaw - jockey letting loose of his mount.<br />
Bugaw - At the tail of the field<br />
Bulusok - To rally or let loose.<br />
Bumalya - Where a horse races towards the rail despite rider's efforts to maintain straight course.<br />
Bumuka (pumadpad) - To run wide<br />
Chamba - Less chance<br />
Copia - The weekly condition sheet reflecting probable race groupings of horses.<br />
Deboka - A sprinter, pacer, or front-runner.<br />
Dehado - An underrated racehorse (longshot)<br />
Dehagok - A gunter; a horse that breathes noisily during exercise.<br />
Deklarado - A horse entered in a particular race/event.<br />
Deremate - A come-from-behind runner and one that is able to race well at longer distances; a stayer or a dependable runner.<br />
Di-nagkain - out of feed<br />
Di-natimbang - A loser that fails to earn part of the purse.<br />
Di-sunod - A horse that prefers to follow the front-runner in the early going.<br />
Diskuwalipika - To disqualify or to officially lower a horse's finishing position because it interfered with others during the race, carried improper weight, or was drugged.<br />
Dibisa - racing color of the jockey<br />
Engkargado - A race horse trainer or one knowledgeable in handling horses.<br />
Ensayador - An exercise rider or a rider during workouts.<br />
Ensayo - A workout, airing, or a morning gallop intended mainly for conditioning.<br />
Ganador - A stud or a stallion; a male horse.<br />
Ganar - To run or win in a convincing fashion.<br />
Garapal - Deliberately losing the race.<br />
Gising - Wide awake or alert, indicative of good condition.<br />
Grumadweyt - To graduate or to win a maiden race.<br />
Hagok - A noisy equine breathing similar to coughing.<br />
Hinete - A jockey<br />
Hugando - Won convincingly.<br />
Huling Kurbada - The final stretch turn.<br />
Huling Rekta - The homestretch or the last straight towards the finish straight part of track from final turn to finish.<br />
Hugando - A decisive victory without much urging or undue effort. To handle easily.<br />
Husgado - Judges<br />
Husto ang Makina - A well-bred or pedigreed horse.<br />
Husto sa Timbang - Carrying the exact handicap weight.<br />
Huwag kunin - Do not get<br />
Impate - A dead heat; when two horses reach finish line simultaneously.<br />
Inahin - A broodmare or a female horse used for breeding; the horse for breeding; the horses dam or mother.<br />
Istrikto - The roster of horses proposed by the owners a week before a race.<br />
Itinago - To manipulate a horse so that its record conceals its true ability.<br />
Kahon - Deliberately losing the race<br />
Kalahok - Entry or numbers of starters in fields; the horses competing in a race.<br />
Kapatid sa Ina - Half-brother or half-sister.<br />
Kapon - A gelding; a castrated horse.<br />
Karerista - A regular racegoer or railbird; one who stands at track's outside rail for close observation.<br />
Kargado - With upper<br />
Kilatis - Study.<br />
Kinapos - A horse without sufficient racing energy or that  tires quickly.<br />
Kontra Salida - A horse that runs against stride.<br />
Kulang sa Timbang - Not carrying the exact handicap weight.<br />
Kulelat - To finish last in the field.<br />
Kumbinasyon - Across-the-board wager combination bet on a particular wagering event.<br />
Kundisyon ng Pista - Condition of the track.<br />
Kurbada - The bend or curve; a turn of the track.<br />
Kuwartos - Fractions or clockings at quartermile intervals in races and workouts.<br />
Labas - A horse that is out to win; exerts maximum effort to win a particular race.<br />
Larga - race start<br />
Latigo - The whip<br />
Liyamado - Odds on betting favorite; odds of less than even money.<br />
Lundag - To leap upward at start of the race instead of racing forward.<br />
Mabilis na Pista - A fast track; dry surface on which horses usually run fast; a track when running times are really fast.<br />
Magbabakal - A farrier or someone who shoes a horse.<br />
Magulang - A horse aged seven or older.<br />
Malalim na Pista - A dead track; a track with less than normal resilience.<br />
Marka - Racing tips<br />
Medya Milya - The half-mile mark or pole.<br />
Medya Trangko - Preserving the energy<br />
Meta - The finish line or payoff line.<br />
Milya - A mile distance.<br />
Mola - A thoroughbred.<br />
Muntura - Saddle<br />
Nabato - To step on a hard object (i.e. stones) on the track.<br />
Naka-bakal - not wearing aluminum plate.<br />
Nakotyo - won by a nose<br />
Nadidal - To place a bet/wager on the wrong horse.<br />
Nag-ultimo Quatro - The rally going into the last 400 meters.<br />
Nakapirmis - Plenty to spare<br />
Nakasilat - To upset a favorite.<br />
Nakasilip ng Daanan - Saw an opening.<br />
Nakatalikod sa Labangan - A bed doer or a horse that eats poorly, indicating illness, discomfort, exhaustion.<br />
Nakatirintas - A bangtail; mane or tail folded and bound when track is muddy.<br />
Naiwan - To be left behind or dwell in the gates; said of a horse that leaves starting gate late.<br />
Nalubak - To step on a soft spot or hit a hard object on track.<br />
Nalutsa - To encounter stiff opposition or a speed duel at the front.<br />
Nanara - To interfere or impede the path of another entry/horse during a race<br />
Nanggulang - Interference, obstruct.<br />
Nanlamig - A horse which suddenly runs in cold in the course of the race.<br />
Nanopresa - To score a surprise win or an upset.<br />
Napilay - To breakdown; become unable to run because of injury to the horse's legs.<br />
Napupunto - Peakest form<br />
Natalisod - to stumble.<br />
Natimbang - To finish in the money.<br />
Natuka - nose out<br />
Naubos - lost steam<br />
Naungusan - to nipped<br />
Novatos - A newcomer horse or a horse that has yet to win on official race.<br />
Octavo - One-eighths of a mile or roughly 200 meters.<br />
Pamoste - A sure winner.<br />
Panahog - An also-ran, horse that finishes out of the money with no real intent of winning race.<br />
Pandehado - A long shot bet or pick.<br />
Pandiin - a shoo-in; or a sure winner<br />
Pang-ibabaw - The preferred entry/horse in a case of coupled entry or those belonging to the same stable.<br />
Panlutsa - A pacesetter; a horse fielded to rival the pacesetters in the early going with the intent of wearing them down.<br />
Patalo - Lack of interest<br />
Patas - A dead heat; horses of equal caliber.<br />
Patok - One for the day<br />
Perder - lack of interest<br />
Pigil - To ease or back-up; to slow down relative to other jockeys in a race or to spare horse dangerous exertion by slowing it down.<br />
Pista - The race track or the track area.<br />
Programa - The racing program<br />
Protesta - A protest/objection; a complaint filed by a jockey or trainer to stewards about alleged infractions committed by another entry/horse.<br />
Quartos - Fractions of every mile or every 400 meters of the race.<br />
Rekta - The stretch; the final stretch.<br />
Remate - To close fast or finish fast.<br />
Rumble - To box one's bet/wager; a combination of bets involving three or more horses.<br />
Rumekta - To close in; gain ground on the leader in the final stages of the race.<br />
Salida - The break or the start of the race.<br />
Saludo - Customary salute of the jockey to the stewards by raising the whip after the race, seeking permission to dismount.<br />
Siete-octavo - Seven-eighths of a mile, or 1,000 meters.<br />
Silip - need support<br />
Sombrero - Safety helmet<br />
Sota - groom, stablehand who walks the horses while they cool down.<br />
Sota mayor - The chief stablehand.<br />
Subaybayan - A horse to watch for in future races.<br />
Sukat - The height of the horse; distance from ground to top of withers, usually measured in hands.<br />
Suspendido - A suspended or grounded jockey/horse due to an infraction of the rule book.<br />
Tabing Balya - The infield or the area within the inner perimeter of the track.<br />
Taob ang Labangan - A good horse or an enthusiastic eater.<br />
Tapa de Ojo - Blinkers<br />
Tapunan - Bet a little.<br />
Taya - A bet or a wager.<br />
Tayaan - To bet on a particular horse/entry.<br />
Timbang - The impost or the handicap weight assigned; weight carried by a horse in a race.<br />
Timbangan - Finish in the money or the top three placing.<br />
Tiyempista - Clockers; time keepers; handicapper<br />
Tres-octavo - Three-eighths of a mile or 600 meter.<br />
Tres-quatro - Three-fourths of a mile or 1,200 meters.<br />
Tulog - With downer<br />
Tumukod - Sudden loss of energy<br />
Tumimbang - To weigh-in or two weigh-out.<br />
Umalagwa - To take a commanding lead.<br />
Unang Lundag - To break away at the start of the race.<br />
Vivo - To ask speed.<br />
Walang Madaanan (nasupot) - A situation where the jockey is in the middle of the pack and can't see.<br />
Walang talo - sure winner</strong></p>
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