<?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-5350709839565515266</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:44:04.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avitty and Co.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-5646219453367568091</id><published>2009-11-17T09:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:10:34.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight, Sweet Prince</title><content type='html'>THIS BLOG HAS BEEN ABANDONED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVING OVER TO "Ganbatte, Sisyfus!" at www.avitty.tumblr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-5646219453367568091?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5646219453367568091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=5646219453367568091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/5646219453367568091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/5646219453367568091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodnight-sweet-prince.html' title='Goodnight, Sweet Prince'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-1124151967664401742</id><published>2009-09-15T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:18:29.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me, Batman</title><content type='html'>Learn two years worth of Spanish in two days! So I am currently planning on learning everything for my history retakes, driving theory, rollerblading, ukulele, spanish, kanji and getting through all the cheap books in Fopp. I think in a few weeks my brain will be well and truly broke. Thankfully my AS English Language class is full of a splendid bunch of chaps so that shouldn't be too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/3924220650_09ec9e9faf_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is actually sweet compared to the un-postable horror that followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2672/3924218036_0ecf782263_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Josh ate everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2654/3924183650_9a7eac747e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;District 9 and Inglorious Basterds fanfic will ease the pain of failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-1124151967664401742?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1124151967664401742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=1124151967664401742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1124151967664401742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1124151967664401742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/09/es-stupido.html' title='Help me, Batman'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/3924220650_09ec9e9faf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-2887245465734943926</id><published>2009-09-01T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:38:54.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better dead than smeg</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Red Dwarf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playing:&lt;/b&gt; Parappa the Rapper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; The Shape of Things to come, H.G. Wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; I wanna kill, Crocodiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so relieved now that I'm pretty much back in college. It's nice having something to study for instead of univeristy limbo or sisyphean revision work. Unfortunately at home my dad is always angry and my sister has completely cracked but these problems are the reason that god created double-choc oreo cookies on the seventh day. [And he said unto his children, gorge thyselves on chocolate both crunchy and smooth, and he saw that it was good with milk.] Also, for you happy chaps, photos of us dicking about now if glorious widescreen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2424/3880044280_34525befec_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Beach pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2516/3879255445_83b715ebda_b.jpg"&gt;Rollers were bladed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2427/3880061864_b54f2f878c.jpg"&gt;Seeing Josh's sister's kitten after going out at the Impy. Thanks a lot for lifting up my dress Danke, now I can vastly increase the number of total strangers who have seen my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3046/3879271895_9fd6ec4356_b.jpg"&gt;Sooooo kyoooooot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3456/3880072362_cb3fde176b_b.jpg"&gt;I am the king of eggy basket. V would be proud.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-2887245465734943926?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2887245465734943926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=2887245465734943926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2887245465734943926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2887245465734943926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/09/better-dead-than-smeg.html' title='Better dead than smeg'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2424/3880044280_34525befec_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-8653461830283231291</id><published>2009-08-13T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:43:23.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasgee</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; The Great Shark Hunt - Hunter S. Thompson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Pseudopod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seeing:&lt;/b&gt; The sights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing this up in the rented flat thing in Glasgow so I don't have to use my brain to think up anything to blog once I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSpYHRMJ9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/7_z5XMCaS6U/s1600-h/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSpYHRMJ9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/7_z5XMCaS6U/s400/IMG_0179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369602887465576402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Edinburgh castle with my dad looking extra beardy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSjbJhwVJI/AAAAAAAAA24/jXWrI2ixD-A/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSjbJhwVJI/AAAAAAAAA24/jXWrI2ixD-A/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369596342541767826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deja vu, but in shiny city centre of Glagow. Met aunt/uncle-in law/grandad/cousins who extrapolate on the Mack "angry gene" that causes violence and a tendency to shout "For fuck's sake!" a lot. Met an uncle for second time. He looks like Doctor Who, if Doctor Who was signing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSloVWne0I/AAAAAAAAA3w/D4GT8YxXnBA/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSloVWne0I/AAAAAAAAA3w/D4GT8YxXnBA/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369598768077830978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gasgow is so shiny and glamourous it has a shop selling FANCY GOODS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSlpLOs6ZI/AAAAAAAAA34/HE3RIWPYal0/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSlpLOs6ZI/AAAAAAAAA34/HE3RIWPYal0/s400/IMG_0062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369598782540147090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even the GEGGIES are GLAMOROUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSlnSCl5II/AAAAAAAAA3g/7OjgsohS66w/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSlnSCl5II/AAAAAAAAA3g/7OjgsohS66w/s400/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369598750008665218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Creepy baby-with-old-man-head-and-wings statue. Click for full view of it's equally creepy junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSpZOpL10I/AAAAAAAAA5A/4qmRoy2FQis/s1600-h/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSpZOpL10I/AAAAAAAAA5A/4qmRoy2FQis/s400/IMG_0199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369602906625136450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSln0bGIgI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TKZtDCO8bcc/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSln0bGIgI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TKZtDCO8bcc/s400/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369598759238246914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my new BFF. Apparently in junkie/prostitute central as it was getting dark when this was taken. I blame my teenage instincts to locate the nearest expanse of grass and then sit on it for hours doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSjcCJmXTI/AAAAAAAAA3I/v_pmq6BvhhU/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSjcCJmXTI/AAAAAAAAA3I/v_pmq6BvhhU/s400/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369596357741272370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hells yeah, sugary goodness wrapped up in paper! I'm told there are byootiful laydees in this photo but I haven't been able to see them over the cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnpp1QVFI/AAAAAAAAA4o/bOx4lwlgRpY/s1600-h/IMG_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnpp1QVFI/AAAAAAAAA4o/bOx4lwlgRpY/s400/IMG_0168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369600989778170962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's ridiculous the sheer amount of cake, scones and tea I've consumed over the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSjcp4IzRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/MgmANBdoIV8/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSjcp4IzRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/MgmANBdoIV8/s400/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369596368405450002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo of the the belly dancing girls "from the far east" at the little Steampunk con at the Panopticon. Typed up a link to this site and lyrics to Still Alive on a typewriter contraption and looked at the huge victorian bloomers. Lots of girls in corsets but severely lacking in braces and walrus mustaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSjdCo6p6I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/ku5eaL9BXPA/s1600-h/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSjdCo6p6I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/ku5eaL9BXPA/s400/IMG_0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369596375052494754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outside the Gallery of Modern Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSpaGGPZAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/dDwwcjghwHs/s1600-h/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSpaGGPZAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/dDwwcjghwHs/s400/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369602921510953986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside. I thought it was amazing since they had this LGBTI thing going on. Didn't get to see the whole thing since my parents were getting sick of seeing dicks and vagina painted everywhere. Excerpts from the guestbook postcards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"An exhibition of very poor artistic quality and purely focused on expounding a very childlike, uneducated agenda. A dumbing down and determined manipulation&lt;br /&gt;of God's Holy words. The Bible should transform your life, you should not bend it to suit your current state.&lt;br /&gt;An Art Student + Christian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lisa &lt;3 Hanna&lt;br /&gt;11th Aug 09"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnnGngSHI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nUmh5QQ0za0/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnnGngSHI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nUmh5QQ0za0/s400/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369600945965516914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even in the more mundane art galleries, Alice will make parents feel awkward about nekkid boobs. Harpy boobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnn456E2I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/ro6JvGJ19Mg/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnn456E2I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/ro6JvGJ19Mg/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369600959464477538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ye olde emo painting with what passed for a MySpace photo in those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnoQ0hVfI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/i-OW5mzLJac/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnoQ0hVfI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/i-OW5mzLJac/s400/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369600965884335602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take me away, David Tennant. I wouldn't be half as annoying as Rose was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSlptSYwcI/AAAAAAAAA4A/OU5nsi7ejjk/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSlptSYwcI/AAAAAAAAA4A/OU5nsi7ejjk/s400/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369598791682408898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ood could not be convinced to hijack the Police Box/TARDIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnpNuJKdI/AAAAAAAAA4g/LtSoRczJy7s/s1600-h/IMG_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSnpNuJKdI/AAAAAAAAA4g/LtSoRczJy7s/s400/IMG_0146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369600982232148434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSpYng9gHI/AAAAAAAAA44/Wlu2DjTwirg/s1600-h/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSpYng9gHI/AAAAAAAAA44/Wlu2DjTwirg/s400/IMG_0181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369602896121659506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-8653461830283231291?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8653461830283231291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=8653461830283231291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8653461830283231291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8653461830283231291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/08/glasgee.html' title='Glasgee'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SoSpYHRMJ9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/7_z5XMCaS6U/s72-c/IMG_0179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-4015050471880054317</id><published>2009-07-21T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T12:27:30.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the geeky pilgrimage</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Ghostbusters Manga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Ships With Holes Will Sink by We Were Promised Jetpacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playing:&lt;/b&gt; Legend of Zelda, Windwaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;noautoplay=1&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FAvitity%2Falbumid%2F5360832031779299297%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_GB" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reactions of other con-goers to the Riddler cosplay totally made up for all the weird looks I got on the way there. Riddled one of the stall guys who seemed really happy. "I got tricked by The Riddler!" While I was looking at a stall some guy talking to Silent Bob just turned me round and his face lit up. Floating in cyberspace somewhere are photos of me other peoples took, one of them with Harley Quinn. Probably won't be cosplaying for a while though since there aren't a lot of outfits that you actually walk around and soak up the geeky atmosphere in. Saw an excellent Poison Ivy for a grand total of 2 seconds before she probably went to get changed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tom-baker.ytmnd.com/"&gt;Tom Baker&lt;/a&gt; was amazing. He spent the first 5 minutes of the talk pretending (?) to be going senile and not seeming to know where he was or how to work the microphone, while other old Doctor Who men giggled and he had the Master's Wife lady translate the youth for him. He looked at me like I was crazy when I got him to sign the back of my Tom Baker toy but I already watched him describe (with hand actions) having sex with Johnny Depp as a pirate so I think we're on pretty even footing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0444098/"&gt;Dominic Keating&lt;/a&gt; owned the Star Trek talk and was gosh darn charming despite occasionally shouting how he would have become Captain of the Enterprise, perhaps in the hopes the Scott Bakula would hear somehow. If you just read the name Scott Bakula then that means you are thinking about Quantum Leap which also means that &lt;a href="http://sambeckett.ytmnd.com/"&gt;you are now hearing the Quantum Leap theme&lt;/a&gt; in your head. His singing at the end was bloody amazing. Thanks to the wonders of the internet somebody uploaded a vid of it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrJxnSs4FdA&amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Listening to it gives me feeling that I should give him a hug and vanquish his enemies. (It's a song to vanquish enemies by, you see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By complete coincidence we wandered into the Vic Mignogna talk and got to the front. Managed to get some good videos of him singing and Caramell dancing. I think the fact that a lot of his fans had their parents hanging about says a lot about his target demographic. Probably best if he is kept away from the seedier sides of otakuism by a wall of teen fangirls, so he's kept innocent (and not mentally scarred). Stella was overjoyed when he said she was adorable and he was lovely for hanging about for ages and signing my CD for nothing. Unlike most famous peoples he actually mingles with his adoring legion, getting drawings and gifts like an adorably voiced Jesus. I'm not sure if he's actually aware of he power he has over the mass of teenyboppers. Seeing as he's all Christian and shit (to quote Randal in Clerks II) I'm not sure if he'd use his acting powers for evil anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-4015050471880054317?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4015050471880054317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=4015050471880054317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4015050471880054317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4015050471880054317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/07/making-geeky-pilgrimage.html' title='Making the geeky pilgrimage'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-4662790691557850977</id><published>2009-06-30T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T05:40:26.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Hate Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SkoGN1neyqI/AAAAAAAAAvk/dO1qQ2zcTkA/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SkoGN1neyqI/AAAAAAAAAvk/dO1qQ2zcTkA/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353097941883996834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For every glorious person who makes a diagram of all the slash possibilities in Heroes season one, for every crazy old man who is left alone with a camera and a youtube account, and for every Joss Whedon internet musical there is an advert selling me enemas and questioning my weight and oral hygiene. I know I updated only 5 minutes ago but what the fuck, internet?! I only wanted to know how to make pancakes. Sad face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-4662790691557850977?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4662790691557850977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=4662790691557850977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4662790691557850977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4662790691557850977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/06/internet-hate-machine.html' title='Internet Hate Machine'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SkoGN1neyqI/AAAAAAAAAvk/dO1qQ2zcTkA/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-8240724936732338179</id><published>2009-06-30T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T05:23:58.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burlesque</title><content type='html'>Uploading pics from the burlesque night at the havana on Saturday. Managed to get about okay even though it was evilly hot weather. I probably wouldn't have been able to resist taking the heels off if it wasn't for the fact that my corset wouldn't let me touch anything lower that my knees. The next day Tashmon revealed to my parents that there were *le gasp* actual naked ladies there. They started speculating on how everyone would react and I must say that it is a good thing my parents don't know me or my friends very well. &lt;i&gt;Mum, if you're reading this I was just as shocked as you were when I found out and only suggested we go to read the articles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn67cGzdOI/AAAAAAAAAus/D7fasKFAs-Y/s1600-h/IMG_1736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn67cGzdOI/AAAAAAAAAus/D7fasKFAs-Y/s320/IMG_1736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353085531170501858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Riddler hat doesn't clash, Josh, you don't know what you're talking about. *hugs hat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn67L4P6BI/AAAAAAAAAuk/f67susL3IIM/s1600-h/IMG_1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn67L4P6BI/AAAAAAAAAuk/f67susL3IIM/s320/IMG_1737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353085526814484498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Galavanting about at Impy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn66_j4F0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/xsS6wAp22iQ/s1600-h/IMG_1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn66_j4F0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/xsS6wAp22iQ/s320/IMG_1738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353085523507812162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dr Dee looks like a vaudeville villain in his monocle and we all gurn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn66bqE0iI/AAAAAAAAAuU/dbyxrDuN1Y0/s1600-h/IMG_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn66bqE0iI/AAAAAAAAAuU/dbyxrDuN1Y0/s320/IMG_1740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353085513870135842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn66N_oNkI/AAAAAAAAAuM/NgaaO4Bpkyk/s1600-h/IMG_1741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn66N_oNkI/AAAAAAAAAuM/NgaaO4Bpkyk/s320/IMG_1741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353085510202439234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7lVv2DzI/AAAAAAAAAvU/1ZZXqhdjWtU/s1600-h/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7lVv2DzI/AAAAAAAAAvU/1ZZXqhdjWtU/s320/IMG_1742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353086251018096434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7lHzBYmI/AAAAAAAAAvM/cftRc_4AK2U/s1600-h/IMG_1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7lHzBYmI/AAAAAAAAAvM/cftRc_4AK2U/s320/IMG_1743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353086247273325154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7kxRNwJI/AAAAAAAAAvE/jjoi5cAenqs/s1600-h/IMG_1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7kxRNwJI/AAAAAAAAAvE/jjoi5cAenqs/s320/IMG_1748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353086241225949330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dan insisted he got his photo taken with a cigar. I get the feeling they are for posing with more than smoking. Failcam unfortunately blurs all of the pics actually taken inside the havana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7klkdfqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MEjf8RGyVNU/s1600-h/IMG_1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7klkdfqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MEjf8RGyVNU/s320/IMG_1755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353086238085447330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually like this blurred photo since me and Danke look like ghosts. I'm so jealous of people who can actually dance, but I'm just grateful that I didn't fall over onto my bum in the middle of a spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7kZmGGkI/AAAAAAAAAu0/AAAiYog8-K0/s1600-h/IMG_1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn7kZmGGkI/AAAAAAAAAu0/AAAiYog8-K0/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353086234871077442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danbe and Chris' O faces after seeing the performers. (Maybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn77H28-gI/AAAAAAAAAvc/xvgFGZShJkg/s1600-h/IMG_1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn77H28-gI/AAAAAAAAAvc/xvgFGZShJkg/s400/IMG_1774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353086625246935554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still blurred to hell but here is everybody minus Chris, who's trying to work the bloody thing. 1am and probably singing Living On A Prayer which is our drunken anthem. Shortly after we met Brian who suggested I get 3 strap-ons and made out with Dan. For this we dubbed him Brian Gretzky, which is pretty much a knighthood in these circles.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't feel my toes the next morning at work but at least I wasn't so hungover. Definitely need to invest in a new camera but not some chunky black thing that's too noticeable for urban photography (which I mean in the taking-photos-of-strangers-without-their-consent sense).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-8240724936732338179?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8240724936732338179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=8240724936732338179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8240724936732338179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8240724936732338179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/06/burlesque.html' title='Burlesque'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Skn67cGzdOI/AAAAAAAAAus/D7fasKFAs-Y/s72-c/IMG_1736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-1386547223752311017</id><published>2009-06-26T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:29:19.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How delightfully drole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SkUvYTYn-_I/AAAAAAAAArI/e7VP7WZtArE/s1600-h/IMG_1735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SkUvYTYn-_I/AAAAAAAAArI/e7VP7WZtArE/s200/IMG_1735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351735826766625778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Should really be finishing off cosplay/burlesque things but it's so hot in here, I'm just lying on a pile of pillows surrounded by empty ice-cream tubs. Will probably start adopting a Hedonism-bot voice any moment now. I'm honestly quite pleased with how the hat and (unfinished) jacket have turned out so far but I have some reservations about the cheapo heels I picked up at Primark. I have trouble keeping my balance at the best of times, teetering about with alcohol in my system should prove interesting. Only hope is to get everyone else so hideously drunk they don't notice, while making sure Havana don't kick us out for being teenage louts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-1386547223752311017?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1386547223752311017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=1386547223752311017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1386547223752311017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1386547223752311017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-delightfully-drole.html' title='How delightfully drole'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SkUvYTYn-_I/AAAAAAAAArI/e7VP7WZtArE/s72-c/IMG_1735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-5870908586228925752</id><published>2009-06-20T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T04:11:10.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallo Dearies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/32/46588195_d638dbb058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/32/46588195_d638dbb058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best idea ever: Giant wall stencil of Reservoir Dogs. (quick google search reveals that somebody in Spain had the same thought) Been slightly obsessed with the film lately, watching over and over again like it was Hypnotoad: The Movie. I don't really remember getting up to much lately apart from revising and drinking. Drinking in Belmont, drinking at Timepiece, drinking at Impy, drinking round Chris' house. Slightly worried that I'm 18 and already too old to have fun without booze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7XbavuHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/LdzqvohfjO0/s1600-h/IMG_1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7XbavuHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/LdzqvohfjO0/s320/IMG_1263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349356468580628594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Our masterpiece. I'm fairly sure me and Stella made it so that the tunnel goes all the way through the sandcastle. It's our little homage to the the sand cities we used to make for our pokemon figures that would be filled with rooms, tunnels and bridges all on the brink of collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7X6GIveI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Sj3-ZGqa-eo/s1600-h/IMG_1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7X6GIveI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Sj3-ZGqa-eo/s320/IMG_1264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349356476815687138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I brought Admiral Ackbar along, and here he is defending the sandcastle and Lord Ironman (sitting at the top) from zombie crab invaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7YWRyhiI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Lj8DotTM6MU/s1600-h/IMG_1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7YWRyhiI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Lj8DotTM6MU/s320/IMG_1691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349356484380755490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap Star Trek was amazing. Had to go out and get the McCoy and Spock toys after someone at my SciFi Soc had them. Here they are trapped on an alien planet where they have to work at a strip club to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7YePo_pI/AAAAAAAAAm4/4IQJbAAaVQg/s1600-h/IMG_1716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7YePo_pI/AAAAAAAAAm4/4IQJbAAaVQg/s320/IMG_1716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349356486519226002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;London was fun on a bun. Struggling to work with the old camera here so this is pretty much the only in-focus photo of the Natural History Museum. Shame since they had loads of really impressive skeletons. My favourite was probably a little bug-eyed raptor that had his eye muscles fossilised somehow. Ended up coming home with a plush Triceratops so that makes two I've got now. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7YoJzHvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qiY0yy5Kh-w/s1600-h/IMG_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sjy7YoJzHvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qiY0yy5Kh-w/s320/IMG_1726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349356489179078386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It would take a whole blog post to show how excellent China Town was in photos and even then I don't think it would be the same as being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SjzBQJgL7MI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3duE1bKloLg/s1600-h/Sir%2BIan%2BMcKellen%2BPatrick%2BStewart%2BVisit%2BFoyles%2BqvuvAuFei5wl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SjzBQJgL7MI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3duE1bKloLg/s320/Sir%2BIan%2BMcKellen%2BPatrick%2BStewart%2BVisit%2BFoyles%2BqvuvAuFei5wl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349362940582292674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went down to London in the first place to see Waiting for Godot. It makes me wish I was a robot so I could record it and watch it again and again in my mind. They both seemed pretty happy to be in London and getting an extra cheer out of the audience whenever they'd have to do a little dance/hat trick bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SjzBPwsjZgI/AAAAAAAAAnI/hmBwcWwVFUU/s1600-h/IMG_1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SjzBPwsjZgI/AAAAAAAAAnI/hmBwcWwVFUU/s320/IMG_1728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349362933923276290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's me drinking ramune with bean buns on the train home. Also got some edamame beans and seaweed onigiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SjzBQed_ibI/AAAAAAAAAnY/fYBRouGhTus/s1600-h/IMG_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SjzBQed_ibI/AAAAAAAAAnY/fYBRouGhTus/s320/IMG_1729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349362946210236850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was a werewolf for a bit but I'm better now.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-5870908586228925752?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5870908586228925752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=5870908586228925752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/5870908586228925752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/5870908586228925752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/06/hallo-dearies.html' title='Hallo Dearies'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/32/46588195_d638dbb058_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-1529845909098845110</id><published>2009-04-20T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:57:28.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man Babes</title><content type='html'>Gah so bored. Was going through my drawers (that's cupboard drawers, not knickers) looking for a belt and ended up finding loads of old make up. Amused myself for a while by doing my best cheap hooker imitation. I wish I had some white powder so I could make myself look like David Bowie, but I'll just have to settle for drawing purple lighting bolts on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to doing my strange robot arms dance to The Passenger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-1529845909098845110?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1529845909098845110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=1529845909098845110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1529845909098845110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1529845909098845110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/04/man-babes.html' title='Man Babes'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-7188219422904204793</id><published>2009-04-18T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:04:45.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frakk My Life</title><content type='html'>Right now anyone reading this would be looking at camping photos of fires, ducks, lambs and me pretending to drive and abandoned truck-thing if I hadn't lost my dad's camera and Tahmon's mobile into a river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that the same camera model is impossible to find now and so I'll have to just offer to buy a new one. This would be made a lot easier if one of my parents still decided to read this for lulz but I think the chances of that happening are slim. I still can't text Tash to find out how much she'll need to cover her phone's insurance thingy because she has no phone for me to send texts to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-7188219422904204793?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7188219422904204793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=7188219422904204793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7188219422904204793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7188219422904204793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/04/frakk-my-life.html' title='Frakk My Life'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3382274186419129415</id><published>2009-04-07T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:49:58.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Beetle Munny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdtlPGCJagI/AAAAAAAAAg4/kAF0zp_S60s/s1600-h/IMG_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdtlPGCJagI/AAAAAAAAAg4/kAF0zp_S60s/s320/IMG_1203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958694660434434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Here he is with sketchy pencil lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdtlAlPT2vI/AAAAAAAAAgY/kLvYAac-0ME/s1600-h/IMG_1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdtlAlPT2vI/AAAAAAAAAgY/kLvYAac-0ME/s320/IMG_1204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958445339106034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stuck some lumps of white tack on the munny's face so I could know roughly how much green stuff I'd need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdtlBMl-97I/AAAAAAAAAgg/0jv2tTg7hqs/s1600-h/IMG_1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdtlBMl-97I/AAAAAAAAAgg/0jv2tTg7hqs/s320/IMG_1208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958455903188914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are his green stuff goggles. Notice how shiny smooth they are? I used cheap yellow paint so now they're all lumpy. The lesson here kids is to buy decent modeling paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdtlBXePowI/AAAAAAAAAgo/XtMaBkZh4G4/s1600-h/IMG_1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdtlBXePowI/AAAAAAAAAgo/XtMaBkZh4G4/s320/IMG_1210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958458823516930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking more like Blue Beetle here with light blue paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sdtn-8Hlk8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/O_df2pKpJJw/s1600-h/IMG_1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sdtn-8Hlk8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/O_df2pKpJJw/s320/IMG_1215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321961715655873474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ted Kord with figma Kona-chan now I've gone over him with wibbly wobbly sharpie lines. I have shakey hands &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3382274186419129415?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3382274186419129415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3382274186419129415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3382274186419129415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3382274186419129415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/04/blue-beetle-munny.html' title='Blue Beetle Munny'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdtlPGCJagI/AAAAAAAAAg4/kAF0zp_S60s/s72-c/IMG_1203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-8249029711624847401</id><published>2009-04-05T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:09:18.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluff is nature's bandage</title><content type='html'>I've managed to save up £1000 pounds in my bank account so I've been trying to work out how far I could travel on that. In reality not very far, but that hasn't stopped me from reading endless travel blogs. Burning man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did end up skating up and down the back way for an hour with Stella. She had a go too and we both failed a lot, mostly doing some sort death march of wheels. I would say it was alright (I was going at a decent pace by the end) but I was shown up by a little girl about 6 or 7. Seeing as she was still at the age when kids will start random conversations with strangers she showed us how it was done. I still felt bad when she was brave enough to go careering down the hill and I'm still falling backwards a lot of the time. So, kids aren't as scary as I thought MIND BLOWN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-8249029711624847401?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8249029711624847401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=8249029711624847401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8249029711624847401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8249029711624847401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/04/fluff-is-natures-bandages.html' title='Fluff is nature&apos;s bandage'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-7238704465180455482</id><published>2009-03-31T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:38:32.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's called acting, children</title><content type='html'>Ow ow ow ow ow my fringe is growing out and I keep poking myself in the eye with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to the Easter holidays so I can go camping and finally practice on my roller blades. I guess I'll have to get used to having people watch me fall over a lot, or somehow convince Stella or Josh to put up me me grabbing hold them to stop from hitting the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdJFWR2sFYI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3Zzcn1O1qZ4/s1600-h/IMG_1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdJFWR2sFYI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3Zzcn1O1qZ4/s400/IMG_1154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319390358930199938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Josh is emoting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdJFV85r0-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/NT-Tj1lMLV8/s1600-h/IMG_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdJFV85r0-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/NT-Tj1lMLV8/s400/IMG_1153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319390353305621474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dan'll just stand here and ... POSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdJFVV88RvI/AAAAAAAAAes/FM1tRaLIDxQ/s1600-h/IMG_1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdJFVV88RvI/AAAAAAAAAes/FM1tRaLIDxQ/s400/IMG_1151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319390342850299634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When he's not in charge of catering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdJFVE36PqI/AAAAAAAAAek/3_LOf5gM2OQ/s1600-h/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdJFVE36PqI/AAAAAAAAAek/3_LOf5gM2OQ/s400/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319390338265792162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's some quality boom mic holding&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually fail pretty hard at just saying TEA over and over again (and turning on a kettle and not pouring water down my front) but at one point I manage to gasp in a Stella fashion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-7238704465180455482?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7238704465180455482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=7238704465180455482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7238704465180455482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7238704465180455482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/03/thats-called-acting-children.html' title='That&apos;s called acting, children'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SdJFWR2sFYI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3Zzcn1O1qZ4/s72-c/IMG_1154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-8807824530857909078</id><published>2009-03-24T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:16:38.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Narnia was better before</title><content type='html'>Just read through all my old posts and they're so depressing. I'm never mentioning college on this thing again, as far as this blog is concerned it's been a never ending snow day since the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-g4u500I/AAAAAAAAAec/R6dfypnRyUE/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-g4u500I/AAAAAAAAAec/R6dfypnRyUE/s400/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316849569793430338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-gkx_7aI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4ajlPxgQXnI/s1600-h/IMG_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-gkx_7aI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4ajlPxgQXnI/s400/IMG_1132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316849564437704098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-gL2BYhI/AAAAAAAAAeM/TNf5sXbWokc/s1600-h/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-gL2BYhI/AAAAAAAAAeM/TNf5sXbWokc/s400/IMG_1141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316849557743690258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-flGqlEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xxO0RjWQ8jc/s1600-h/IMG_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-flGqlEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xxO0RjWQ8jc/s400/IMG_1145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316849547344516162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-fTEn-cI/AAAAAAAAAd8/tw58vbhq8iI/s1600-h/IMG_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-fTEn-cI/AAAAAAAAAd8/tw58vbhq8iI/s400/IMG_1147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316849542504118722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-8807824530857909078?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8807824530857909078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=8807824530857909078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8807824530857909078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8807824530857909078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/03/narnia-was-better-before.html' title='Narnia was better before'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/Sck-g4u500I/AAAAAAAAAec/R6dfypnRyUE/s72-c/IMG_1139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3752380129862028674</id><published>2009-02-02T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:28:52.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW DAY</title><content type='html'>Studies show that readers (Danke) don't appreciate long, depressing ramblings and ask WHERE ARE THE PHOTOS OF FROLICKING IN THE SNOW? I hope this post answers you question. Long post is long, click for enlarged images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZNWZfFKI/AAAAAAAAAbU/iNgFUDtsGuA/s1600-h/IMG_1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZNWZfFKI/AAAAAAAAAbU/iNgFUDtsGuA/s320/IMG_1073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298301572510323874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Josh looks off into the middle distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZNoUVXsI/AAAAAAAAAbc/tTqc90R_maI/s1600-h/IMG_1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZNoUVXsI/AAAAAAAAAbc/tTqc90R_maI/s320/IMG_1075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298301577320554178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somebody accidentally left the graffiti section unlocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZYCHlelI/AAAAAAAAAb0/OfDddPLOz_Y/s1600-h/bAtMAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZYCHlelI/AAAAAAAAAb0/OfDddPLOz_Y/s400/bAtMAN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298301756045097554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We go back inside to draw Batman characters on Josh's tablet/laptop thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZNyHlGsI/AAAAAAAAAbk/NT7IAN9rWVE/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZNyHlGsI/AAAAAAAAAbk/NT7IAN9rWVE/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298301579951413954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suddenly snow everywhere and you can see the snowball Dan threw at me when I was trying to take a photo on the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYda6MlmqsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/oBeKU8bmEaY/s1600-h/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYda6MlmqsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/oBeKU8bmEaY/s400/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298303442482539202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got hit in the face... Wankers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZOLOqUDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/kU_yZex8Gek/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZOLOqUDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/kU_yZex8Gek/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298301586692001842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snow angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYda6HUUpnI/AAAAAAAAAcE/IpSdjZebcMo/s1600-h/IMG_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYda6HUUpnI/AAAAAAAAAcE/IpSdjZebcMo/s400/IMG_1098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298303441067878002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sliding down the hills at Northenhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYda6V3QPeI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hxBLUdA4NEY/s1600-h/IMG_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYda6V3QPeI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hxBLUdA4NEY/s400/IMG_1100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298303444972486114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;COCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdbdBqiXLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BQ1FMqtdr8o/s1600-h/IMG_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdbdBqiXLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BQ1FMqtdr8o/s400/IMG_1107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298304040845860018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More sliding transforms Dan into HIDEOUS SNOW MONSTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcppVduOI/AAAAAAAAAck/_eXCdTtbA5U/s1600-h/IMG_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcppVduOI/AAAAAAAAAck/_eXCdTtbA5U/s320/IMG_1101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298305357164951778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day one of the blizzard and we are out of hot chocolate, please send supplies PS. I am gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdbdS_22cI/AAAAAAAAAcc/jknOFFvZGeg/s1600-h/IMG_1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdbdS_22cI/AAAAAAAAAcc/jknOFFvZGeg/s400/IMG_1110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298304045498685890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FFFFFFF WHY AM I MAKING THIS FACE IN EVERY GODDAMN PICTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcpxXS-pI/AAAAAAAAAcs/nfo48buQgTM/s1600-h/IMG_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcpxXS-pI/AAAAAAAAAcs/nfo48buQgTM/s320/IMG_1111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298305359320119954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DIS SNO HAS A FLAVR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcqMkMFOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5TIFXh0X1mU/s1600-h/IMG_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcqMkMFOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5TIFXh0X1mU/s320/IMG_1112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298305366621951202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SNO SAMMICH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcqdRkaWI/AAAAAAAAAc8/T_9x4B1raMg/s1600-h/IMG_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcqdRkaWI/AAAAAAAAAc8/T_9x4B1raMg/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298305371107256674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OM NOM NOM NOM NOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcqfdUWMI/AAAAAAAAAdE/qFKD7i7gA4w/s1600-h/IMG_1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdcqfdUWMI/AAAAAAAAAdE/qFKD7i7gA4w/s320/IMG_1115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298305371693406402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd0dhc7OI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eOW20oDAXMY/s1600-h/IMG_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd0dhc7OI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eOW20oDAXMY/s320/IMG_1117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298306642484194530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're under a bridge somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd0mOvF8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/21DgmhCQykk/s1600-h/IMG_1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd0mOvF8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/21DgmhCQykk/s320/IMG_1118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298306644821612482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't describe how much I love this car.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd0oF67_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/nj37FyHdeDs/s1600-h/IMG_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd0oF67_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/nj37FyHdeDs/s320/IMG_1119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298306645321510898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd01mWniI/AAAAAAAAAdk/LX5NfNdrDp0/s1600-h/IMG_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd01mWniI/AAAAAAAAAdk/LX5NfNdrDp0/s320/IMG_1122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298306648947203618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We go the Quay and I think about getting a guard pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd1GGNKfI/AAAAAAAAAds/3qD2QOkPABI/s1600-h/IMG_1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdd1GGNKfI/AAAAAAAAAds/3qD2QOkPABI/s320/IMG_1123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298306653375769074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This snowman defends the Quay with his poking twig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdgj2CNxLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TLuX_SHtbVo/s1600-h/IMG_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdgj2CNxLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TLuX_SHtbVo/s400/IMG_1127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298309655541171378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Belmont on the way home, I've found a board in the garage that would make a good sled for the hills there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3752380129862028674?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3752380129862028674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3752380129862028674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3752380129862028674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3752380129862028674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-day.html' title='SNOW DAY'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SYdZNWZfFKI/AAAAAAAAAbU/iNgFUDtsGuA/s72-c/IMG_1073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-9006795333360401082</id><published>2009-01-26T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:57:40.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needs to contribute moar in lessons</title><content type='html'>I'm putting all my energy into not playing GTA or reading my library books and I can't seem to start my Ebglish lit coursework. I'm not actually sure how to start... Spider diagrams? They seem appropriate but I've never drawn one because I thought it would be useful, only because we had to in a lesson. I can't find any examples of essays comparing two books on google and having never read/written anything like this before I'm not really sure what the coursework should look like. Honestly, I should have started this earlier but because Martin said he wouldn't be able to mark it anyway and because out of my teachers he cares the least I just put it at the bottom of my list of work to do. It's only now after exams and he had a hissy fit about something (people not paying attention to him and facebook, I don't remember) that I've actually realised how hopeless I am at this. On top of my history essays, computing coursework, japanese kanji/vocab and ShoeZone I don't know where I'll find the time. I know that sounds really hypocritical since I wasting time by writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about the fact that I'm not really making what is a pretty easy target (Two Bs and a C) that make finishing any of the work feel feel unfulfilling and ultimately pointless. I spend most my time wishing I could move away, have a shitty job and live on a shoestring budget where I'd probably be a lot happier and not failing to meet already low epectations. I enjoy college but with about 5 months to go it's less about learning and more about exams and poorly written essays snowballing into sub-par grades that mean I fail to get into uni. I guess it just feels that way since my parents are taking an interest in college stuff, making me wish even more they would forget that had two kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should resd Stasiland and Handmaid's Tale. Again. God... You'd think I'd have picked up something the first three times.  Next post will probably be less complaining about self-imposed problems and back to PURTY PHOTOS BOUT STUFF WAT I DID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Trying to find the word count for the coursework, couldn't find it but found my re-take and exam bills instead shit shit shit and I just remembered tomorrow is vocab test day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit Edit: Just read how everyone in a shitty job is getting laid off because of America's fail economy. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-9006795333360401082?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/9006795333360401082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=9006795333360401082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/9006795333360401082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/9006795333360401082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/01/needs-to-contribute-moar-in-lessons.html' title='Needs to contribute moar in lessons'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-7655630529189310096</id><published>2009-01-14T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:55:59.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day that sucked and got better</title><content type='html'>I actually turned up 4 minutes late to my Eng. Lit. exam and had to ask security to let me in. Once I actually sat down I just ended up panicking. Whatever happens it can't be as bad as the last time I sat this module, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SW5sNbG1L0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/oPe6aSF8_HY/s1600-h/IMG_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SW5sNbG1L0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/oPe6aSF8_HY/s320/IMG_0981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291285590077419330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SW5sOSxgoPI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/4ASilBcdk3U/s1600-h/IMG_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SW5sOSxgoPI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/4ASilBcdk3U/s320/IMG_0997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291285605020377330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAI SPEYS FOTO!!!!11 I don't know why I look so serious in these. Oh god unintentional Joker puns. I just look like a very girly man in the first second one. Anyway, haircut and some progress on the Riddler cosplay front.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-7655630529189310096?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7655630529189310096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=7655630529189310096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7655630529189310096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7655630529189310096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-that-sucked-and-got-better.html' title='The day that sucked and got better'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SW5sNbG1L0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/oPe6aSF8_HY/s72-c/IMG_0981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-6575657513783826625</id><published>2009-01-10T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:32:49.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the goddamn Riddler</title><content type='html'>I was so bored reading my history textbook I actually fell asleep. I can only assume that my worst fears have come true and that spending the entire Christmas holidays playing xbox and eating chocolate has made me retarded. The mass of errors in that last sentence that I've just had to change only confirms this. Daisy, Daisy, give me you answer do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-6575657513783826625?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6575657513783826625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=6575657513783826625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6575657513783826625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6575657513783826625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-goddamn-riddler.html' title='I&apos;m the goddamn Riddler'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-4802144948257097060</id><published>2008-11-27T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:11:07.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a doctor, this is science</title><content type='html'>Posted for you all to laugh at, it's my rather pretentious personal statement. I'm curious as to what everyone else put but they're so embarrassing there's not much point asking. I guess Josh won't understand till next year and Dan's lucky since he's working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I have been interested in Japanese culture since I was ten; from gyaru trends in Shibuya and&lt;br /&gt;Harajuku to the traditional springtime Hanami festivals. I enjoy keeping up with Japanese&lt;br /&gt;current affairs online and reading other people's personal accounts and experiences in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to become fluent in Japanese so I can read Japanese newspapers and fiction, be able&lt;br /&gt;to watch films without subtitles and successfully live and work in Japan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I first picked up words and phrases from watching anime when I was younger, but only seriously&lt;br /&gt;started to study Japanese in high school when I taught myself Hiragana and Katakana from&lt;br /&gt;websites. I then started buying Japanese textbooks, built up my vocabulary and learnt some&lt;br /&gt;basic grammar. I've been taking a Japanese course at college that has allowed me to build upon&lt;br /&gt;my grammar and helped me to write Kanji and to remember the correct on'yomi and kun'yomi&lt;br /&gt;readings. My teacher has agreed to tutor me after college and during lunchtimes in preparation&lt;br /&gt;for a Japanese GCSE exam, which I'm arranging to take under EdExcel. My teacher is confident I&lt;br /&gt;will get a good grade.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the sense of accomplishment from learning something new on my own or understanding a&lt;br /&gt;piece of text without help, but I need the expertise that can only be found at university. I&lt;br /&gt;would love the opportunity to study in Japan and put what I learn to use. There are a lot of&lt;br /&gt;things in Japan that I would like to experience first hand. I want to visit a Shinto shrine,&lt;br /&gt;stay in a ryokan, climb the mountains and play pachinko.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As well as Japanese I'm currently studying computing, mostly because I wanted to learn how to&lt;br /&gt;code in computer programming languages. I find it interesting how natural language linguistics&lt;br /&gt;compares to formal language. In addition to this I'm taking History, and for my coursework on&lt;br /&gt;this course I spent a lot of time investigating the changing face of Japan and Japan's&lt;br /&gt;relationships with countries such as America and Korea during the 1950s.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One of my hobbies is illustration, which has been useful when producing promotional materials&lt;br /&gt;for the anime college society I co-run and the SciFi society I helped start up. As&lt;br /&gt;Vice-President of the anime club I organised manga, pocky and cosplay for the Freshers Fair to&lt;br /&gt;recruit members and introduce people to some of Japanese popular culture. Outside of college&lt;br /&gt;in my free time I also keep chickens at a local allotment and practice photography. On the&lt;br /&gt;weekends I work at ShoeZone. Though I enjoy helping customers and appreciate that it has given&lt;br /&gt;me the chance to develop my commuinications skills and work in a team, I don't plan on working&lt;br /&gt;there forever and hope to start a career using the skills I've gained in college (and&lt;br /&gt;hopefully university).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the future I hope to apply for the JET program and work as a teaching assistant, maybe the&lt;br /&gt;kids could show me how to catch cicadas. I would also like to apply for the Japanese language&lt;br /&gt;proficiency test. Ultimately I want to work as an in-house translator for a company or help a&lt;br /&gt;wide range of people translate texts as a freelancer.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now time to finally open Oilslick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-4802144948257097060?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4802144948257097060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=4802144948257097060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4802144948257097060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4802144948257097060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-doctor-this-is-science.html' title='I am a doctor, this is science'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-8403369322601548095</id><published>2008-11-24T14:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T12:53:57.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start wearing purple</title><content type='html'>Me: Whenever I talk to Rowan he always has to leave 'cause his mum has chores he needs to do.&lt;br /&gt;Lisa: Yeah, that can be really annoying when you're in the middle of doing &lt;i&gt;stuff&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *makes some sort of sympathetic mrmhrm noise*&lt;br /&gt;Lisa: *grinning* Don't worry, I don't think you understand what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   D= Seriously, I had three conversations with her that ended like this in the space of an evening. I'm finding it increasingly frustrating that a tiny 16 year old girl keeps insisting she's some sexpert that "even satan is afraid of". This was at SciFi Soc. by the way, which was actually pretty fun even though Rowan didn't show up. I'm a little worried now that when he comes back next week he'll want to have more control over it though. I was hoping that since it's such a small club I could let the members decide most of what goes on. Ah well, it was his idea so I guess he can do what he likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mar '09 EDIT: Lisa doesn't really act like this anymore and when Rowan does bring in stuff for SciFi it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more awesome news Gogol Bordello was excellent! I got some of the wine on my face and then later drank more wine and made Josh sad. I don't really remember it but apparently I was wandering into the road and throwing up a lot whilst berating Josh the whole way. Helen seemed happy at least since it was really her birthday type outing. I guess she didn't mind/notice that we didn't really get along with her St Johns friends all that well, who seemed kind of nervous. Like nervous medical rabbits. *cough*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently not opening any toys till I finish my Uni Application. Poor boxed Oilslick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-8403369322601548095?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8403369322601548095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=8403369322601548095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8403369322601548095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8403369322601548095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/11/start-wearing-purple.html' title='Start wearing purple'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-1016566591717619025</id><published>2008-11-17T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:48:20.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit, Starscream!</title><content type='html'>I saw Frankie Boyle on Friday! He was doing standup at Torquay and now I rwally want to go and try and win something on the UFO catcher machines. I'm kind of annoyed thought that when I got there I knew most of his jokes already. TBH, &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=N_ESgHRI5HI"&gt;this joke&lt;/a&gt; is the only one that's still funny a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I blame I'm Celebrity Get Me Out of Here for all of the awful reality shows that are on TV now, I saw an episode yesterday of the new series with George Takei in it &lt;a href="http://www.unsoundrecords.com/images/leslie_kirk_sulu.jpg"&gt;(Sulu from original series Star Trek)&lt;/a&gt;. Most of the show is really dull but I did get to hear George say "I seem to have caught a sapling in my crotch." and "No, I think we need bigger penises!" so I suppose it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anyone's wondering if I did anything but watch comedy and shit TV, I tidied up a little a re-built my fort. Too bad a filmed it at night so you can't see an awful lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wt5s6Uq2ZdA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wt5s6Uq2ZdA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrow indeed. Oh, my internet's on the blink again so it's hard to say when the next update will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-1016566591717619025?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1016566591717619025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=1016566591717619025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1016566591717619025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1016566591717619025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/11/dammit-starscream.html' title='Dammit, Starscream!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-210431942044480839</id><published>2008-11-10T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:54:15.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Floor is lava!</title><content type='html'>Normal Mode: Blue is Shark-Infested waters.&lt;br /&gt;Hard: Chairs are bear traps.&lt;br /&gt;Extreme: Pillows are land mines.&lt;br /&gt;European Extreme: The walls are coated in neurotoxin.&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare mode: Paper only.&lt;br /&gt;Lunatic Mode: Your clothes are bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I could have beaten Hard Mode if I wasn't so full of food. I keep spending all my money on drinks, chocolate and pasties and then mooching hot chocolate off Dan. Plus I end up eating cookies when I get home. Now have photos of us drinking beer and eating biscuits in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFip03IwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/c7d-WJZo36M/s1600-h/IMG_0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFip03IwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/c7d-WJZo36M/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267176963343590146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFiX59hxI/AAAAAAAAAZc/A6vs7ep2fTU/s1600-h/IMG_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFiX59hxI/AAAAAAAAAZc/A6vs7ep2fTU/s320/IMG_0880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267176958533142290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFhzzSQTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/sXUpHKXXAMM/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFhzzSQTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/sXUpHKXXAMM/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267176948841464114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFhSDXZII/AAAAAAAAAZM/4O8O-UxzUfU/s1600-h/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFhSDXZII/AAAAAAAAAZM/4O8O-UxzUfU/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267176939782104194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFg-0c8nI/AAAAAAAAAZE/KzKAdsRBRms/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFg-0c8nI/AAAAAAAAAZE/KzKAdsRBRms/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267176934619279986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my parents stop reading this. Oh, and I've literally only just realised I've had my top on backwards all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-210431942044480839?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/210431942044480839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=210431942044480839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/210431942044480839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/210431942044480839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/11/floor-is-lava.html' title='Floor is lava!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SRjFip03IwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/c7d-WJZo36M/s72-c/IMG_0871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-5296947472975443910</id><published>2008-11-09T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:35:14.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Stark could make a better music video than this in a cave with scraps!</title><content type='html'>Just saw Hayden &lt;del&gt;Pene&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;Panerri&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;Panterini&lt;/del&gt; Panettiere's first ever music video. Normally the first thing I would point out if how generic and shit the song itself is, but now that Shoezone's added christmas songs (already) to the list of aural gems they play constantly I think all the parts of my brain that register sound has just died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZFm6aJuoS70&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZFm6aJuoS70&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0:10 Whoahhhhhh woah , we're off to a brilliant start already.&lt;br /&gt;0:30 What kind of boyfriend doesn't buy drinks?! Also, I see what you did there.&lt;br /&gt;1:20 So this is how Claire turned evil after all.&lt;br /&gt;1:30 BOOBS!&lt;br /&gt;2:15 What is she putting on her teeth here? Lube? Toothpaste? Lubepaste?&lt;br /&gt;2:18 Did she just stick two fingers up at us? The British must be appalled.&lt;br /&gt;2:40 RAPPING TIEM!&lt;br /&gt;3:00 Perhaps the most ridiculous part, this guy is DISAPPOINTED to find out it's Hayden. He would rather have watched more of the bizzare RAPPING TIEM GIRL then save the cheerleader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, since I'm doing actors singing I might aswell add this video I found of Robert Downey Jr. recording for his Futurist album. It's a bit mushy and American Country for my tastes but I find it funny to imagine Tony Stark doing karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWa2jXqopVY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWa2jXqopVY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER KIDS, CAPSLOCK IS CRUISECONTROL FOR COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-5296947472975443910?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5296947472975443910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=5296947472975443910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/5296947472975443910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/5296947472975443910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/11/tony-stark-could-make-better-music.html' title='Tony Stark could make a better music video than this in a cave with scraps!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3352591960343373297</id><published>2008-10-19T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:39:17.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now You're All-the-Way Dead!</title><content type='html'>Even though the shop music they play still drives me a little crazy, I think I'm getting used to working at Shoezone. Now, if I can get used to not spending all my money on toys and saving for uni then maybe I might be getting somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I still have 50p an old lady gave me after I fetched shoes and helped her put tiny slippers on her really swollen feet. I didn't want to say anything though in case maybe back-in-the-day ladies were meant to have dainty feet. Other Shoe Zone people- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being hit with a balloon sword- "I got you! Now you're dead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will these shoes be okay for the rainy season?" It's always the rainy season in Britain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will these slippers be okay to wear in the desert?" Seriously, the guy was going to the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you sell 'The Dark Knight' trainers?" If only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My daughter had something to say to you. Go on! Tell the lady what happened." I try not to make this face 0_0 after hearing some forced apology about throwing shoes on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very much makeup in the face!" Okay, this one was a youtube comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3352591960343373297?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3352591960343373297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3352591960343373297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3352591960343373297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3352591960343373297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/10/now-youre-all-way-dead.html' title='Now You&apos;re All-the-Way Dead!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-6785921568773717211</id><published>2008-10-15T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:05:02.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STAY AWAY FROM MY CLAIR-BEAR!</title><content type='html'>Josh is eighteeee~n. I got him a ratatouille book and Beck stuff he seems happy. What follows are some poorly lit photos of us at the Waterfront and down the wasteground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZxbb-Ln3I/AAAAAAAAAXk/xR3k-pvEHZg/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZxbb-Ln3I/AAAAAAAAAXk/xR3k-pvEHZg/s320/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257514331180605298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZxbz-0VNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/BzICOB50jnY/s1600-h/IMG_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZxbz-0VNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/BzICOB50jnY/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257514337625724114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Old grey mare she 'aint what she used to be, 'aint what she used to be...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZxct4AulI/AAAAAAAAAX0/etsMRAh2wpE/s1600-h/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZxct4AulI/AAAAAAAAAX0/etsMRAh2wpE/s320/IMG_0840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257514353166432850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It all started back in nineteen Diggity Two, we had to say diggity because the kaiser had stolen our words twenty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZxdII8LnI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nbmwpcCpoZA/s1600-h/IMG_0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZxdII8LnI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nbmwpcCpoZA/s320/IMG_0841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257514360216759922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now back then you it cost a nickel to take the fairy and a nickle had a picture of a bee on it, five bee's for a quarter you would say. Now I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. It wasn't a white onion, cause you couldn't get one on account of the war...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZzgFg7aaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Z49S3b3kUyc/s1600-h/IMG_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZzgFg7aaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Z49S3b3kUyc/s400/IMG_0842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257516610074929570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZzx67M74I/AAAAAAAAAYU/lD8qzK7vhnQ/s1600-h/IMG_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZzx67M74I/AAAAAAAAAYU/lD8qzK7vhnQ/s400/IMG_0844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257516916469985154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ0R-RFO-I/AAAAAAAAAYc/nHbW5yDJDGA/s1600-h/IMG_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ0R-RFO-I/AAAAAAAAAYc/nHbW5yDJDGA/s400/IMG_0846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257517467122875362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ0SZdEDWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/YIj_R3aKUFA/s1600-h/IMG_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ0SZdEDWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/YIj_R3aKUFA/s400/IMG_0848.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257517474420886882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ0Sq_3sfI/AAAAAAAAAYs/SUqC4wXXPhU/s1600-h/IMG_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ0Sq_3sfI/AAAAAAAAAYs/SUqC4wXXPhU/s400/IMG_0850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257517479130280434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ07WcEOSI/AAAAAAAAAY0/fWQDxUmuLNc/s1600-h/IMG_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ07WcEOSI/AAAAAAAAAY0/fWQDxUmuLNc/s400/IMG_0852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257518177986033954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Proof I stayed at Josh's. Danke, you owe me a nendo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ07zybfHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Gf7n0R5BUIs/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZ07zybfHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Gf7n0R5BUIs/s400/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257518185864461426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-6785921568773717211?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6785921568773717211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=6785921568773717211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6785921568773717211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6785921568773717211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/10/stay-away-from-my-clair-bear.html' title='STAY AWAY FROM MY CLAIR-BEAR!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SPZxbb-Ln3I/AAAAAAAAAXk/xR3k-pvEHZg/s72-c/IMG_0830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-7346765896959999419</id><published>2008-10-10T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T12:48:30.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In America Fringes are Bangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="www.iftheworldcouldvote.com/"&gt;IfTheWorldCouldVote.com&lt;/a&gt; I have to wonder why the election in America is so close when &lt;a href="http://www.indybay.org/newsitems/2008/08/21/18528346.php"&gt;McCain is so senile&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=LRpmC9GXa-I"&gt;Palin is so incompetant&lt;/a&gt;. Oh wait, now I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://punditkitchen.com/2008/09/22/political-pictures-barack-obama-half-breed-muslin-cloth/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2019193" title="political-pictures-barack-obama-half-breed-muslin-cloth" src="http://punditkitchen.wordpress.com/files/2008/09/political-pictures-barack-obama-half-breed-muslin-cloth.jpg" alt="Obama Pictures and McCain Pictures" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-7346765896959999419?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7346765896959999419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=7346765896959999419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7346765896959999419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7346765896959999419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-america-fringes-are-bangs.html' title='In America Fringes are Bangs'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-1189871258785440432</id><published>2008-10-07T17:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:33:19.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bento Attempto</title><content type='html'>This entry title sounds like the name of a pokemon episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SOv_MLopumI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XN_xikqkk6w/s1600-h/IMG_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SOv_MLopumI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XN_xikqkk6w/s400/IMG_0825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID5254573975004625506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Houmous sammiches, Cherry scone, Chocolate things&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-1189871258785440432?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1189871258785440432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=1189871258785440432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1189871258785440432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1189871258785440432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/10/bento-attempto.html' title='Bento Attempto'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SOv_MLopumI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XN_xikqkk6w/s72-c/IMG_0825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-5377968443123107069</id><published>2008-09-08T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:55:15.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Q!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SMW7XIO8G9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/AG3mcnPhB9Y/s1600-h/Riza+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SMW7XIO8G9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/AG3mcnPhB9Y/s200/Riza+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243803347164339154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#2ab05b"&gt;Animu nyuus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Apparently second series of Full Metal Alchemist is about to be confirmed, so I'm guessing Danke's going to be happy. I'm cautiously optimistic, but I'm not sure how they're going to carry on the story now it's diverged so far away from the original manga plot and you'd have thought all the loose ends would have been tied up after the film. It's early days though so we might not be seeing anything till next year and I'm still waiting for the next Haruhi season to finally arrive. Sauces = &lt;a href="http://heiseidemocracy.com/2008/08/21/fullmetal-alchemist-second-tv-anime-series-announced/"&gt;Heisei Democracy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/news/2008-08-20/new-fullmetal-alchemist-tv-anime-series-confirmed"&gt;ANN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#2ab05b"&gt;Shenanigans&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Finally went swimming for the first time in ages. When I've made my shorts a bit smaller so they don't feel like they're going to fall off every five minutes me, Josh and Danke are going to try going down to Plymouth swimming pools (College and work permitting). I think the more time I'll have to spend either studying or stacking shoes the more I'm just going to want to stay at home watching Star Trek forever. That's unless Dan or Josh drag me out of the house again and we end up spending money on lightsabers and mighty muggs again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-5377968443123107069?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5377968443123107069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=5377968443123107069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/5377968443123107069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/5377968443123107069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/09/q.html' title='Q!?'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SMW7XIO8G9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/AG3mcnPhB9Y/s72-c/Riza+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-4088489157782906741</id><published>2008-08-27T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:39:07.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey was fired</title><content type='html'>I don't like the change in blogname much, but seeing as Drugmonkey doesn't feature in most of these posts and I wanted to include other toys I decided it was time for something different. Facebook, part time job and World of Warcraft have become recently been sucking up all my free time but things should be back to normal now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since missing the &lt;a href="http://www.overcompensating.com/posts/20080807.html"&gt;awesomeness&lt;/a&gt; of San Diego comicon (which, from what I can tell, is now the San Diego movie-adaption con) I've been going to some of the events we've had in England. Most notably &lt;a href="http://tokoretreat.co.uk/"&gt;Tokonatsu&lt;/a&gt; which from what I remember drunken drama-con spent lying in a field. Photos of the shenanigans are &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/profile.php?id=631044908#/album.php?aid=24348&amp;id=631044908"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for those of you with myface spacebook.&lt;br /&gt;Also went down to the Dalek Day that &lt;a href="http://www.singleimagetoys.co.uk/"&gt;Single Image Toys&lt;/a&gt; were doing and the Darkrai Pokemon event in Woolworths. Missed the chance to get a photo of the Dalek and Cyberman but you can still see the buizel balloon monster I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://api.ning.com/files/9f9ZqOO0ZBGPnm0jS2BgSK6-FFalPfeijAq6s9nPKArx3PBhQhdKb8Ax1XycHrzqC*bvNOKUj7ap2rfAPvqZfrkUVj0fTtLA/Dawns_Buizel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/9f9ZqOO0ZBGPnm0jS2BgSK6-FFalPfeijAq6s9nPKArx3PBhQhdKb8Ax1XycHrzqC*bvNOKUj7ap2rfAPvqZfrkUVj0fTtLA/Dawns_Buizel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Anime Buizel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SLXjF_4nReI/AAAAAAAAAVg/IBMyEzUIzJk/s1600-h/IMG_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SLXjF_4nReI/AAAAAAAAAVg/IBMyEzUIzJk/s320/IMG_0794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239343433703179746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inflatable abomination&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly obsessed with The Dark Knight, here's some photos of clay Two Face I made, before he gets painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SLXkgs5-cDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9yJ_qQ-VEek/s1600-h/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SLXkgs5-cDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9yJ_qQ-VEek/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239344991976714290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SLXkhGWDOaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/m6q1l5kfF5Q/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SLXkhGWDOaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/m6q1l5kfF5Q/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239344998805354914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SLXkhhmh4YI/AAAAAAAAAV4/DjkrTt-qJtc/s1600-h/IMG_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SLXkhhmh4YI/AAAAAAAAAV4/DjkrTt-qJtc/s320/IMG_0809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239345006122230146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-4088489157782906741?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4088489157782906741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=4088489157782906741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4088489157782906741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4088489157782906741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/08/monkey-was-fired.html' title='Monkey was fired'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SLXjF_4nReI/AAAAAAAAAVg/IBMyEzUIzJk/s72-c/IMG_0794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-7473076318814688253</id><published>2008-07-19T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:15:40.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zetsuboushita</title><content type='html'>Day two of the cold that gives you shooting pains in your eyes and a runny nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seemed to be an overwhelming feeling of blah after E3. After reading &lt;a href="http://www.4colorrebellion.com/archives/2008/07/18/jody-anthony-on-hardcore-gamers"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; I'm beginning to think that for me it's partly because I feel nervous that Nintendo won't be doing "good enough" in comparison to the other consoles, and then I'll be on my way to more ridicule from Josh, Matt and Dan. Even though I'm excited about about the conducting game, Pikmin 3 and City Folk I doubt anyone will agree. Mostly because for all of the awesome features in AA:CF to be fully appreciated you need other people to enjoy them with, almost to the saem extent as RockBand.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too bothered right now since I still want to play Ookami and right now I'm enjoying SSBB: Brawl and &lt;a href="http://www.4colorrebellion.com/archives/2008/07/18/jody-anthony-on-hardcore-gamers/"&gt;Song Summoner&lt;/a&gt;. Getting bothered by Song Summoner since I keep forgettng to save and I'm not used to a RPG game where the characters are dispencible as long as you've got more songs in your library to turn into troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can't decide if WALL·E is the cutest or saddest film ever made. It's a hundred times funnier and more romantice than any shitty romcom I've seen and the detail and innovation is just typical of Pixar. I forgive them entirely for Cars and I'll be gettng a copy of the DVD to go with Ratatouille even though I'm sure Josh is getting one as well. I've been spending forever looking at the Wall-E toys and I'm definetly getting an M-O toy. I'm a little worried that I might come back from Tokonatsu and find that they've all sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last reason to be sad: Head up Billy-buddy. If you still haven't watched &lt;a href="www.drhorrible.com"&gt;Dr Horrible&lt;/a&gt; go now before you miss out entirely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-7473076318814688253?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7473076318814688253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=7473076318814688253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7473076318814688253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7473076318814688253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/07/zetsuboushita.html' title='Zetsuboushita'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3906323951436024640</id><published>2008-07-17T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:02.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hammer is His Penis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SH_W0stcb4I/AAAAAAAAASA/WiCEb1E7hCo/s1600-h/CM+Capture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SH_W0stcb4I/AAAAAAAAASA/WiCEb1E7hCo/s320/CM+Capture+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224130293616373634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I feel like a internetless, headachey, stuffy-nose piece of crap so I'm going to pretend it's 24 hours ago when I was squeeing like a banshee because Dr Horrible's Sing Along Blog is finally here! I've actually seen the second part now which was good since Felicia Day (who's an all round awesome person) sounded a lot stronger in her singing and there was more of Moist! I've been a Simon Helberg fan since he was Wolowitz in the Big Bang Theory and it's seriously tempting to make bad "I'm moist for Moist" jokes. After the third part's out I'll probably be adding some more fanart to my DA page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going on about how sites to list your friends was moronic, Terajin recently convinced me to join facebook. Apparently I've got about 20 friends which is considering how badly I get on with most people. I probably wouldn't spend so much time on there if not for the fact that I can train pokemon and hone superpowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Dr Horrible part II one more time, then I'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3906323951436024640?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3906323951436024640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3906323951436024640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3906323951436024640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3906323951436024640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/07/hammer-is-his-penis.html' title='The Hammer is His Penis'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SH_W0stcb4I/AAAAAAAAASA/WiCEb1E7hCo/s72-c/CM+Capture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3446064664639390418</id><published>2008-07-14T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T05:52:41.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Axel will miss you</title><content type='html'>Roxas, my blonde rat, just died. Not really surprising since she's been hobbling rather than walking and her &lt;a href="http://avittyandmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html"&gt;finger chomping&lt;/a&gt; reactions have been a lot slower. She hasn't been eating these past few days either and when Daisuki wouldn't sleep in the box anymore I kinda figured that was it. &lt;br /&gt;At least wasn't as sad as when Dante was running around with a tumour half the size her, but now Daisuki has one just the same. I can leave it for a month maybe but eventually I'll have to take her to the vets to be put down as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Dan are at some chef thing and I'm not sure if Rupert knows that D&amp;D is today. I really don't feel like doing it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3446064664639390418?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3446064664639390418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3446064664639390418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3446064664639390418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3446064664639390418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/07/axel-will-miss-you.html' title='Axel will miss you'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3791153801880679621</id><published>2008-07-13T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T13:25:36.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zawa Zawa Zawa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.animexblade.com/03_natal/cutenews/data/upimages/kaiji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.animexblade.com/03_natal/cutenews/data/upimages/kaiji.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Plot of Kaiji:&lt;br /&gt;1. Threaten a bunch of men who have no money with massive debt&lt;br /&gt;2. Take them on a cruise and force them to play Restricted Rock Paper Scissors or be taken away for forced labour and testing&lt;br /&gt;3. ????&lt;br /&gt;4. Profit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaiji has the same sense of cheering on a character who's hit rock bottom that you find in generic shounen manga, but having the main character be an adult who's hit rock bottom and who genuinely runs the risk of dying makes the episodes actually gripping. It ends at 25 episodes instead of 250 and almost every episode has a cliffhanger ending.&lt;br /&gt;The OP and EDs aren't really memorable and if you're Dan you'll have a hard time getting past the fact that they're not adorable moe-blob schoolgirls. Luckily there are load of videos ripped from niconico pretending &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mG81bEySk6Y"&gt;they are&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Tokonatsu creeps ever closer I'll be on the &lt;a href"http://www.tokonatsu.org.uk/forum/"&gt;forums&lt;/a&gt; a lot more, finally learning the Hare Hare Yukai dance and making my Yuki witch hat. That's if I ever stop reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Stasiland-Stories-Behind-Berlin-Wall/dp/1862076553"&gt;Stasiland&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3791153801880679621?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3791153801880679621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3791153801880679621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3791153801880679621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3791153801880679621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/07/zawa-zawa-zawa.html' title='Zawa Zawa Zawa'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-9208693604528865106</id><published>2008-07-03T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:03.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A challenger approaches</title><content type='html'>Miles was trying bring a seagull through the catflap. I have a good photo but I feel bad about taking it. I don't think seagulls have any rules on respecting the dead anyway but it looks like those chalk outlines they put around murder victims.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's not one of the seagulls looking after the chick on my roof.&lt;br /&gt;I just looked, there's definitely still one out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in lieu of the recent very wordy posts have some photos of spider buns we made for D&amp;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SGzcRQzFvuI/AAAAAAAAARw/uyRI772ybHo/s1600-h/IMG_1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SGzcRQzFvuI/AAAAAAAAARw/uyRI772ybHo/s320/IMG_1640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218788257340702434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Look at his muscular buns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SGzcSMr9QgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/AwmBppFpg4c/s1600-h/IMG_1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SGzcSMr9QgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/AwmBppFpg4c/s320/IMG_1634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218788273416913410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm inspecting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yD2AFOedjOE"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yD2AFOedjOE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;Here's what they looked like in the end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, started a wiki for the D&amp;D campaign called &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/site/bluffcheck"&gt;bluffcheck&lt;/a&gt;. Mostly empty so far and I haven't got around to adding any graphics yet.&lt;br /&gt;Brawl is awesome! My favourite character's Toon Link since Josh decided that my old favourite characters (Pit, Lucas) would also be his. Unlocked all the characters so far but there are still a lot of trophies to get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-9208693604528865106?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/9208693604528865106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=9208693604528865106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/9208693604528865106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/9208693604528865106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/07/challenger-approaches.html' title='A challenger approaches'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SGzcRQzFvuI/AAAAAAAAARw/uyRI772ybHo/s72-c/IMG_1640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3392148567298425227</id><published>2008-06-26T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:49:41.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got Rickroll'd in Zavvi today</title><content type='html'>I missed my history college trip and animoo club today. I didn't really want to go around "17th century Exeter" much anyway and from what I heard anime club was all youtube videos and then Inuyasha and Bleach. I think I might enjoy anime club more if there were less Narutards with better taste but I guess Kurtis would get sad if we stopped going. I can understand them not liking everything, but if they don't like Sayounara Zetsubou Sensei OR Haruhi OR Lucky Star OR Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann then I don't know why it's not KAWAII SHINOBI CLUB instead. It'd be more fun to just watch something good at Josh's/Dan's house where it's comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles keeps walking on the keys when I'm trying to type. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to drive over 40 miles an hour today! Though I did get told to slow down. I'm surprised my driving instucter guy lets me go out onto proper roads even though I'm still a bit crap at finding 2nd gear. He's a really good teacher though and doesn't get angry when I'm potentially breaking his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Smash Brothers Brawl tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3392148567298425227?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3392148567298425227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3392148567298425227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3392148567298425227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3392148567298425227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-got-rickrolld-in-zavvi-today.html' title='I got Rickroll&apos;d in Zavvi today'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-2425142562399864057</id><published>2008-06-25T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:09:13.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderlust King</title><content type='html'>Downloaded a load of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=elyQ4ShVw-Y"&gt;Gogol Bordello&lt;/a&gt; music to listen to during what are probably going to be some pretty dull History and Eng Lit trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a bit crap since I had to take back the NES I got at GameStation since when I got it home it wasn't working. I'm settling for just tapping my fingers really fast and pretending to play &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gKSAuz_9pcs"&gt;track and field&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, even though nobody even clicks the links in these posts, Joss Whedon's released the trailer &lt;a href="http://doctorhorrible.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for his new musical internet movie with Nathan Fillion and what looks like Simon Helberg. I really think Doctor Horrible's Sing-Along Blog is going to be the most epic film of the year. Sorry, Iron Man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-2425142562399864057?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2425142562399864057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=2425142562399864057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2425142562399864057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2425142562399864057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/wonderlust-king.html' title='Wonderlust King'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3677500407724133375</id><published>2008-06-22T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:49:38.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an excellent driver</title><content type='html'>Dr Who is still epic despite Billie Piper's slack-jawed chav voice and newly acquired lisp. I saw her in Dr Who confidential though and she was speaking perfectly normally and is actually really pretty without makeup on. Why, Billie?&lt;br /&gt;I've lent Josh the season three prison break episodes so I'm hoping to coerce him into watching this episode and the next one with me. It's got Jack, Gwen and Ianto so it's worth a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove a car for the first time ever! I didn't do too badly since I managed to drive a little ways round a estate and a few times round a round-about (oh em gee) without running anyone down. It's always really tempting to push down on the breaks/gas as hard as you can, and I always get the feeling that the driving instructor think I'm going to ruin his car. It's also a little hard to pay attention during the explanations since I keep getting Speed Racer flashbacks. Mostly the little bit at the very start of the of the opening every time I start the engine, and the bit where the car goes off the cliff and explodes. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get a &lt;a href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/11_04/cortina_468x471.jpg"&gt;cortina&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And crash it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3677500407724133375?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3677500407724133375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3677500407724133375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3677500407724133375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3677500407724133375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-excellent-driver.html' title='I&apos;m an excellent driver'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3544489293761101579</id><published>2008-06-20T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T18:24:05.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're just jealous cause I'm pretty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Zu0vAMkpag&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Zu0vAMkpag&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3544489293761101579?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3544489293761101579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3544489293761101579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3544489293761101579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3544489293761101579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/youre-just-jealous-cause-im-pretty.html' title='You&apos;re just jealous cause I&apos;m pretty!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-8193145634515106039</id><published>2008-06-19T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:01:55.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not all mechs are evas</title><content type='html'>Updating since Danke asked and I accidentally kicked him when I wouldn't jump down off a wall. My new wireless network's been having teething problems and I've been busy with Prison Break (T-bag and Mahone!) and finishing off D&amp;D campaigns so posting's been sporadic. I might be adding some graphics on the weekend but I think we're going to get some chicks for our hens, since they're acting broody, and I have a driving lesson on Sunday. Also the uni student teaching assistant guy lent me some of his books on the African Civil Wars so I've got to read them too, on top of the Eng Lit books and books I already got out of the library. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've beeen back at college I'm getting all this inividual assignment stuff like my Post-Colonial Africa essay thing and Handmaid's Tale/Stasiland. My computing lesson needs me to find a "client" so I can write a program for them. I was told I'd need a gcse in maths to take the course, not be able to make awkward conversation with people at my dad's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and take some photos of chicken chicks and of the seagull chick that hatched fairly recently on my roof. No promises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-8193145634515106039?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8193145634515106039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=8193145634515106039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8193145634515106039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8193145634515106039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-all-mechs-are-evas.html' title='Not all mechs are evas'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-6182553160338506466</id><published>2008-06-10T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:03.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starts and ends with Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SE5pbKEgQYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tMHKedTOano/s1600-h/IMG_1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SE5pbKEgQYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tMHKedTOano/s320/IMG_1625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210217734194872706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't posted in a while since our router broke and I can't find the box it came in in the attic. Stuff has happened though. Josh made a pie and I sort of helped. I'm eating the last piece as I type this and, surprisingly, it hasn't gone bad even though the weather has been insanely hot. I even got sunburned, which I blame on Stella for dragging me out to look at D&amp;D stuff. The D&amp;D session is actually supposed to be this afternoon. I haven't really gone over the rules yet since I told the drooly one that I refused to do it until she gave me the £1 she owed me when she bet I wouldn't eat suncream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things... Made Matt a birthday card and went to Nandos again. Josh rejected my idea to add Nando's spicy sauce to the pie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-6182553160338506466?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6182553160338506466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=6182553160338506466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6182553160338506466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6182553160338506466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/starts-and-ends-with-pie.html' title='Starts and ends with Pie'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SE5pbKEgQYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tMHKedTOano/s72-c/IMG_1625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-2342585215679002075</id><published>2008-06-03T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:04.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holden Goebbels makes propaganda about how you're a phony.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUGR-wKCOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Xi18hJ2hGac/s1600-h/IMG_1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUGR-wKCOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Xi18hJ2hGac/s400/IMG_1618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207575450096371938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tashmon and I are now the proud co-owners of a gerbil! He's a doorstep baby since Tash bought him couldn't keep him in case he somehow escaped or spread vermin diseases. Thankfully I already have diseases so he's living in my room right now. At first he looked a bit peaky with his smooshed nose, but now he's running around and kicking sawdust everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUGSoql3sI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0PEtrukvwNI/s1600-h/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUGSoql3sI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0PEtrukvwNI/s400/IMG_1332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207575461347319490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the two rats I already have. I still loves them, even though I'm allergic to them and they want to eat my fingers. T_T I don't think they've really noticed there's another rodent creature in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUHXXBmKTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8OFsbqua30w/s1600-h/IMG_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUHXXBmKTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8OFsbqua30w/s400/IMG_0519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207576642022943026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles (black siamesey one) and Farnsworth (fat grey one) have definitely noticed. I can't let them in my room anymore since they won't stop trying to eat him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUHX94cppI/AAAAAAAAAOc/nPhOzaWqveY/s1600-h/IMG_1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUHX94cppI/AAAAAAAAAOc/nPhOzaWqveY/s400/IMG_1612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207576652453553810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frink staring at the bastard seagul that's living on my chimney. That, or she's become religious and believes in ceiling cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUJNmw5DxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/kb_LFpm4ZX8/s1600-h/STB_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUJNmw5DxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/kb_LFpm4ZX8/s400/STB_0711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207578673472409362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICKENS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-2342585215679002075?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2342585215679002075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=2342585215679002075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2342585215679002075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2342585215679002075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/holden-goebbels-makes-propaganda-about.html' title='Holden Goebbels makes propaganda about how you&apos;re a phony.'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SEUGR-wKCOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Xi18hJ2hGac/s72-c/IMG_1618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-6102676540782922830</id><published>2008-06-02T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:33:52.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are over</title><content type='html'>Now nobody can ever speak of the civil war again. Also a squirrel ate some of my sandwich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-6102676540782922830?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6102676540782922830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=6102676540782922830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6102676540782922830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6102676540782922830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/exams-are-over.html' title='Exams are over'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-1779654302933672614</id><published>2008-05-29T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:06.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's you that is.</title><content type='html'>Went to the zoo. Saw some animals. Took photos. Came back home. It rained a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8uNiJXmzI/AAAAAAAAANc/Mdckl2aRixM/s1600-h/00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8uNiJXmzI/AAAAAAAAANc/Mdckl2aRixM/s400/00.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205930504302861106"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here's an echidna, which doesn't actually look much like Knuckles from Sonic the Hedgehog at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xqDjIoiuY-Y&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xqDjIoiuY-Y&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low-quality youtube video of him walking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jESJXmvI/AAAAAAAAAM8/jJ_hW18sR_E/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jESJXmvI/AAAAAAAAAM8/jJ_hW18sR_E/s400/7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205918250761165554"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am the bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jEiJXmwI/AAAAAAAAANE/5gY-2PRo2S4/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jEiJXmwI/AAAAAAAAANE/5gY-2PRo2S4/s400/8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205918255056132866"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BWAAAAA ACTION SHOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jEyJXmxI/AAAAAAAAANM/QVqZI_LlaDg/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jEyJXmxI/AAAAAAAAANM/QVqZI_LlaDg/s400/9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205918259351100178"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am a cheetah and for some reason this is hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jFCJXmyI/AAAAAAAAANU/cRFoUj6m25g/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jFCJXmyI/AAAAAAAAANU/cRFoUj6m25g/s400/10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205918263646067490"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CGI gophers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8hXSJXmpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nXaAae3uS6U/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8hXSJXmpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nXaAae3uS6U/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205916378155424402"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guinea pigs running around in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8hXyJXmqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kWmQCisAXXw/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8hXyJXmqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kWmQCisAXXw/s400/2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205916386745359010"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8hYCJXmrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CRqGbA8xil8/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8hYCJXmrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CRqGbA8xil8/s400/3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205916391040326322"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8haCJXmsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/22mglpU8s-o/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8haCJXmsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/22mglpU8s-o/s400/4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205916425400064706"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tiny mustache monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8haiJXmtI/AAAAAAAAAMs/PZDk-5nhJBA/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8haiJXmtI/AAAAAAAAAMs/PZDk-5nhJBA/s400/5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205916433989999314"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jECJXmuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/JXYJXes2s0Y/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8jECJXmuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/JXYJXes2s0Y/s400/6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205918246466198242"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;does not need to take your crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8uhCJXm0I/AAAAAAAAANk/zKRRHgCl1VQ/s1600-h/IMG_1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8uhCJXm0I/AAAAAAAAANk/zKRRHgCl1VQ/s400/IMG_1596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205930839310310210"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wild and endangered kitteh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-1779654302933672614?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1779654302933672614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=1779654302933672614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1779654302933672614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1779654302933672614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/thats-you-that-is.html' title='That&apos;s you that is.'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SD8uNiJXmzI/AAAAAAAAANc/Mdckl2aRixM/s72-c/00.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-7519439083681593383</id><published>2008-05-26T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:41:24.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A challenger appears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Avitity/DropBox/photo?authkey=QnE2q_lhGjc#5204804965173271170"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Avitity/SDsuiiJXmoI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XrGL2PLBBMg/s400/189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why Drooley is wrong and Alan Cumming is superior to Tony Stark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Getting married multiple times including to some comic artist/storyboarder guy&lt;br /&gt;2. Has his own range of perfume soap things for some reason that just make fun of the word cumming&lt;br /&gt;3. Manages to switch from being an adorable german mutant to being creepy as hell singing in Spy kids&lt;br /&gt;4. He's prettier, even though in most photos he seems to just add more gel to his hair instead of washing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really do much today but go into town. Dan found this really awesome cake shop where they have the sweetest chocolate cake ever and I got the spiciest veggie burger you can get at Nandos. (Nandos being the place next to the cafe where the bomb went off)  They had this cart in the guildhall selling cards so now I really want to play some pokemon or yu-gi-oh. Trouble is, any one who actually plays probably plays by tournanment rules so all my old-school cards are rendered useless. Bollocks, I still really want the leafeon deck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-7519439083681593383?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7519439083681593383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=7519439083681593383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7519439083681593383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7519439083681593383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/challenger-appears.html' title='A challenger appears'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/Avitity/SDsuiiJXmoI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XrGL2PLBBMg/s72-c/189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-1747607340245657480</id><published>2008-05-25T16:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:44:32.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The for- I mean, magic is strong in this one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Avitity/AvittyAndTheChroniclesOfDrugmonkey/photo?authkey=I_dgyX0yFwU#5204463450848729714"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Avitity/SDn37yJXmnI/AAAAAAAAALk/0W7iKf0xu3A/s144/IMG_1490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Click to see the gruesome details. No, I have not become a fully fledged emo. I have just learnt not to come between a rat and it's shreddies, especially if it's one of my rats. If they are then they'll be fat and have the urge to nom human flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually really sleepy and since the internets in my room are broken and it's nearly one in the morning, I have to keep squeeing to  a minimum. A little tricky since I just watched Tin Man and I'm going round all the Alan Cumming fansites. I really wish I was a tenth as awesome and smexy as this guy. Sleep nao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-1747607340245657480?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1747607340245657480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=1747607340245657480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1747607340245657480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1747607340245657480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='The for- I mean, magic is strong in this one.'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/Avitity/SDn37yJXmnI/AAAAAAAAALk/0W7iKf0xu3A/s72-c/IMG_1490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-7151040093256416356</id><published>2008-05-22T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:06.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those aren't bombs, they're hot dogs. Armour hot dogs!</title><content type='html'>What kind of man wears armour hot dogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get a chance to play the rockband demo today because of bombs! Apparently some guy was going to set up a bomb in Boots but cocked it up. Sadly I missed most of it and me and Dan just saw more and more of the highstreet get taped off as we tried to get into Princesshay. There was a lot of running about and plans to impersonate Torchwood but photos from behind the police tape will have to do. Maybe if we had Captain Jack we could have seduced our way past.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SDYQHSJXmlI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pjkwd5SqRi8/s1600-h/hands.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SDYQHSJXmlI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pjkwd5SqRi8/s320/hands.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203364136789449298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Two by two, hand of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SDYQbSJXmmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/bWaSp6xEKac/s1600-h/radio+car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SDYQbSJXmmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/bWaSp6xEKac/s320/radio+car.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203364480386832994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Radio car comes equipped with massive arial. First heard about the bomb by listening to some reporter woman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Yuki came in the mail today! Thankfully bomb free. Which reminds me, Dan was talking about exploding Exeter before the bomb went off, leading me to conclude he is some kind of Haruhi type god. Expects pics tomorrow when it isn't half past one in the morning and it's light enough to get decent photos. Kudos to anyone who remembers where the title of this entry is from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-7151040093256416356?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7151040093256416356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=7151040093256416356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7151040093256416356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7151040093256416356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/those-arent-bombs-theyre-hot-dogs.html' title='Those aren&apos;t bombs, they&apos;re hot dogs. Armour hot dogs!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SDYQHSJXmlI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pjkwd5SqRi8/s72-c/hands.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3286525117401592249</id><published>2008-05-21T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:38:59.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut up, Wesley</title><content type='html'>Even though I don't read Megatokyo anymore (for reasons most people have heard from me enough times already) I never really forgot &lt;a href="http://www.megatokyo.com/strip/43"&gt;this strip&lt;/a&gt;. I was just thinking about it today since I wanted to be a gushing mass of emo but things kept getting in the way. Really, after I completely fucked up my history mock, I just wanted to sit and be fail at rougemont but then hobos wanted to speak to me in that way that hobos do. Then I found out that my history teacher was looking for me and I ended up wandering round in circles untill I was at rougemont again. I think once I actually get my results my mind will probably break down and I'll just have to listen to these romantic falling chemical boys I hear the kids like. Anyway, the way the comic realtes to all of this is the fact that I'll probably need a constant supply of kitkats and weeaboo crap to keep me sane for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.gamefilia.com/files/imce/u395291/baccano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px;" src="http://blogs.gamefilia.com/files/imce/u395291/baccano.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speaking of weeaboo crap, Baccano! is a pretty interesting anime. Since I finished Moyashimon I was looking for something that wasn't "Highschool la la la i fancy you zomg magical powah!!!". Baccano! certainly isn't that, since it's ten times harder follow what with the cast of something like 20 characters if you include all the ones from different time periods (the plot spans hundreds of years). Combine that with constant flashbacks and flashforwards every other minute without warning and it feels like you're peicing together a jigsaw story line. I still think it's worth watching even if you can't understand it since it has 20s gansters, alchemy, demons and &lt;a href="www.animenewsnetwork.com/encyclopedia/people.php?id=1456"&gt;Masaya Onosaka&lt;/a&gt; who's the only seiyuu I can recognise from just their voice. And look at sad Jacuzzi at the bottom of the pic! He doesn't want to kill you, and he doesn't know why he's named after a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tonight is Inidanna Jones night so I might post about that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3286525117401592249?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3286525117401592249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3286525117401592249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3286525117401592249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3286525117401592249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/shut-up-wesley.html' title='Shut up, Wesley'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-6598949754961840741</id><published>2008-05-15T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:09:12.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proleptic</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure whether to keep googling for ways to sound profound about poetry or whether to keep trying to memorize the features of batch processing. I don't really have high hopes for either. Ideally I would like to be discovered in hundreds of years time, cocooned in revision sheets and mock exams. In the future there are lizard men and robot friends and nobody uses hashing algorithms anymore (also the exam was hundred of years ago) so I can stay at home and eat ice cream of the future! The robots did not care for Ted Hughes poetry anyway, they felt it was disorganized and that nature is overrated. They only like  haikus stored in QR codes, and they are generally about moral issues such as whether it is right to divide by zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://qrcode.kaywa.com/img.php?s=8&amp;d=Divide%20a%20unit%0D%0AFit%20nothing%20into%20many%0D%0AEror%20revealed" alt="qrcode"  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be complaining since I got a free Iron Man toys today, so Mark 1 and 3 are currently teaming up against my nodding cat clock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-6598949754961840741?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6598949754961840741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=6598949754961840741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6598949754961840741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6598949754961840741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/proleptic.html' title='Proleptic'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-621688578544591243</id><published>2008-05-13T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T15:00:09.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okkusenman!</title><content type='html'>Revising is hard when you want to scream at people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yATI48dcsMU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yATI48dcsMU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in exams this week so I'll be spending most of my time pondering my future career at McDonalds. In two years I could be assistant to the regional manager of sales! If these posts actually contain anything other than hilarious anecdotes about me revising, then presume that I have already failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAy0BpMXKa4"&gt; Click here to see an almost superior version of this video with hare hare yukai style dancing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-621688578544591243?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/621688578544591243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=621688578544591243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/621688578544591243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/621688578544591243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/okkusenman.html' title='Okkusenman!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-614129335450034072</id><published>2008-05-07T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:07.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news everyone!</title><content type='html'>I really intended to keep this to a minimum of one post every other day, but as the title suggests, I have good news! After months of waiting I finally have my nendoroid L! He's very cute and it's fun popping off his hair so he looks like a scary baby when he changes faces. Here's a photo of him looking angry, maybe because tea is being served on a pocky box or maybe because bionicles are attacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SCIGn1O2ZuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4sFLXmmhPIY/s1600-h/IMG_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SCIGn1O2ZuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4sFLXmmhPIY/s400/IMG_1445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197724201313003234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, have some ant progress. I've got at least one good tunnel that I've messily outlined in white and I doodled some ants in since they didn't really show up. Even if no one else cares, L was very suprised. I only just noticed, posing with things is normally Drugmonkey's job. He doesn't get out as much as he used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SCIH4lO2ZvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zNAkunnjg8E/s1600-h/IMG_1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SCIH4lO2ZvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zNAkunnjg8E/s400/IMG_1433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197725588587439858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-614129335450034072?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/614129335450034072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=614129335450034072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/614129335450034072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/614129335450034072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-news-everyone.html' title='Good news everyone!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SCIGn1O2ZuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4sFLXmmhPIY/s72-c/IMG_1445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-6909200387792881160</id><published>2008-05-06T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T12:50:51.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You should be revising history</title><content type='html'>This post should be about basketball and Iron Man. Too bad I suck at basketball. Tony Stark is awesome though, his flight attendants double as pole dancers and he can make reactors &lt;a href="http://macgyvereva.ytmnd.com/"&gt;IN A CAVE, WITH SCRAP!&lt;/a&gt; If I had my L figure here he could deduce Iron Man's real identity and then toy iron man could silence him with POWER THRUSTERS! He's too &lt;a href="http://www.wikichan.org/index.php/GAR"&gt;gar&lt;/a&gt; for notebooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;del&gt;1. Completely forget childhood years.&lt;br /&gt;2. Spend highschool wishing you were at college.&lt;br /&gt;3. Spend college wishing you were at uni.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If fail college skip to step 5. If pass college spend uni wishing you were working.&lt;br /&gt;5. Spend life working and planning to quit so you can build mini city in your house out of toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: My ants are moving dirt! Huzzah for not dead ants. Must go collect more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-6909200387792881160?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6909200387792881160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=6909200387792881160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6909200387792881160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6909200387792881160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-should-be-revising-history.html' title='You should be revising history'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-4208815102429382708</id><published>2008-05-04T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:07.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dig more tunnels and sweep more stairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SB4Cw02zngI/AAAAAAAAAJg/j_FxrXZHjVg/s1600-h/ant+world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SB4Cw02zngI/AAAAAAAAAJg/j_FxrXZHjVg/s200/ant+world.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196594057877626370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was down the &lt;a href="http://avittyandmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/wherein-drugmonkey-visits-chickens.html "&gt;allotments&lt;/a&gt; today and saw ants everywhere, so with the help of Crowler as Chief Ant Gaurd, I managed to catch about 40 or so and put them my old ant farm from when I was six. Actually, my mum probably deserves most credit for this since I only went down the allotments cause she was and if it weren't for her I would probably still be trying to coax ants out of the containers. Most of them seem to have survived being picked up (I had originaly planned to somehow scoop them with straws) and only one of them got squished in transport. There is still a large chance that this will end in a tank of not very alive ants, but if all goes well I'll post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I this is the only other memorable thing that happened today:&lt;br /&gt;Dad: ALICE ARG I HAVE COMPLETED YELLING AT STELLA NOW SWEEP STAIRS AND DO DISHES&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Okay, I have to go look at the television magazine.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: WUT IS THIS STOP BEING LAZY ARG&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Okay, I am here to wash dishes now.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: WHAT WHY ARE YOU NOT TO BE SWEEPING STAIRS?! MAKING EXCUSES TO NOT BE ALWAYS SWEEPING!&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Why can't you just remind to sweep them?&lt;br /&gt;DaD: YOU MUST BE THICK AS SHIT IDIOT MAN CHILD SO I WILL NOT TELL YOU. THAT MAKES SENSE YES? YOU DO NOT KNOW SO I WILL NOT TELL HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Why are you talking in caps?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: RAH RAH RAH I'M A DOUCHEBAG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to catch up on &lt;a href="http://microbe.wikispaces.com"&gt;The Best&lt;/a&gt; untill Indiana Jones is on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-4208815102429382708?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4208815102429382708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=4208815102429382708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4208815102429382708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/4208815102429382708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/dig-more-tunnels-and-sweep-more-stairs.html' title='Dig more tunnels and sweep more stairs'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SB4Cw02zngI/AAAAAAAAAJg/j_FxrXZHjVg/s72-c/ant+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-9031073089888491382</id><published>2008-05-02T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:38:11.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies That Don't Suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thedougjonesexperience.com/panimage~1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.thedougjonesexperience.com/panimage~1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pan's Labyrinth does not suck for reasons I am about to explain: Most bestest special effects ever. I ended up skipping college so I could watch the bonus features and find out the hell they managed to get those Faun's legs to work without CGI magic. Also because of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0427964/"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt; who plays said faun. Seriously, this guy deserves a medal/trophy/whatever award it is actor types get. He acts the entire film brilliantly despite the crazy suits he has to be in, and in Spanish. This guy doesn't even know how to speak Spanish! Plus he's been endless other awesome monster people like Abe Sapien (Hellboy), Gentlemen (1999 episode of Buffy with no dialogue, one of Joss's favourites) and apparently the Silver Surfer but I missed that film. This is derailing into fanwanking over Doug Jones, so I'm ending it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/4/4a/300px-CharlesHerbert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/4/4a/300px-CharlesHerbert2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, The Fly was kind of... not good. The trouble was most of it was not about half man/half fly but endlessly talking about his wife, which I wouldn't have minded so much if the dialogue wasn't so awful and badly acted. I was pretty much sitting through the film waiting for the scene where they finally find the fly with the human head. It's on youtube &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0qP81havHnE"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; with a couple of seconds of Vincent Price and his awesome voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-9031073089888491382?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/9031073089888491382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=9031073089888491382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/9031073089888491382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/9031073089888491382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/movies-that-dont-suck.html' title='Movies That Don&apos;t Suck'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-8603053923575456077</id><published>2008-05-01T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:07.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animuu club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SBo5NU2zneI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aXunABgRSnk/s1600-h/Anime+Club+Mascot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SBo5NU2zneI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aXunABgRSnk/s400/Anime+Club+Mascot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195528021224955362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entry for the anime blub mascot. Done with about an hour and a half to spare since I almost completely forgot about the competition. The proportions are a little out of wack but it could be worse. At least it doesn't look either really fat or really like a man. Hopefully this won't do as badly as I did in the Naruto PS2 competition where I lasted all of two seconds with Shino. I didn't even get to do any cool bug moves. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-8603053923575456077?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8603053923575456077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=8603053923575456077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8603053923575456077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/8603053923575456077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/animuu-club.html' title='Animuu club'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SBo5NU2zneI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aXunABgRSnk/s72-c/Anime+Club+Mascot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-2137362616192353659</id><published>2008-04-28T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:07.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 wishes</title><content type='html'>1. A dinosaur steed&lt;br /&gt;2. A robot sidekick&lt;br /&gt;3. Time machine? Which means the first two wishes were kind of a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SBYqG02zndI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rcHg-cBq15c/s1600-h/Super+robot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SBYqG02zndI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rcHg-cBq15c/s400/Super+robot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194385516974546386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had parents evening today where I was told I suck, but my parents seem satisfied. I think they're pinning all their hopes on Crowley becoming a super duper archeologist and so won't mind if I go get a minimum wage job in Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-2137362616192353659?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2137362616192353659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=2137362616192353659' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2137362616192353659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2137362616192353659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-wishes.html' title='3 wishes'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SBYqG02zndI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rcHg-cBq15c/s72-c/Super+robot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3929272363210757347</id><published>2008-04-27T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T14:35:06.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck</title><content type='html'>I should be finishing computing coursework, but stupidly, I don't have a copy of my code. Plus computing's first thing tomorrow and tomorrow's the deadline. Normally I get into a state of last minute panic and finish the work in a rush, but now it's getting late and there's nothing I can do. It's also pretty depressing cause I feel like I've been at this desk all day without actually getting anything done. Whenever I'm at college I wish I was at home watching anime or DVDs or finally finding time to complete Mario Galaxy, but the truth is whenever I get a day to myself I just end up wasting time. &lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just at the coursework again. Even if I fail, at least I can do pointless stuff again without feeling guilty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3929272363210757347?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3929272363210757347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3929272363210757347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3929272363210757347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3929272363210757347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-suck.html' title='I suck'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-6939913840633072882</id><published>2008-04-26T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:58:33.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same thing we do every Saturday, Pinky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/211/464574906_907a9f56ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/211/464574906_907a9f56ba.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can has new chair! Which is actually a little too high for my desk.... This is okay because I've been putting my feet up on it, so I've been leaning back while typing in my cool guy pose. Not right this minute, since Miles has stolen it. Even if I wasn't using for for leaning-back-ness it's still an aswesome spinny chair from the 70s/80s. I could sit in it in my 70s dress I got at some vintage fair but then I'd need a 70s computer.  In which case, it would look like the one in the picture and I would need a bigger &lt;del&gt;boat&lt;/del&gt; desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, saw V for Ventdetta and nommed ice cream. I would totally buy this film if I wasn't such a cheapskate/mooch. Despite how moronic /b/tards are for protesting scientology, I still wish I had a mask. And a building to blow up. This blog is just turning into a list of things that I need to acquire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-6939913840633072882?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6939913840633072882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=6939913840633072882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6939913840633072882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6939913840633072882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/same-thing-we-do-every-saturday-pinky.html' title='Same thing we do every Saturday, Pinky'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/211/464574906_907a9f56ba_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-2833420491569889728</id><published>2008-04-23T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:08.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Namakemono</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SA90xE2zncI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YLn0Wbp640c/s1600-h/ood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SA90xE2zncI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YLn0Wbp640c/s320/ood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192497281847500226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desk's really starting to get cluttered up with toy cars, a tea strainer, cameras and an Ood. Another reason I am no good with money, impulse Ood getting. In my defense, he is huge and has actual little sew on buttons on his communist uniform and a tiny  magnet for attaching his translator orb to. Making him do the hare hare yukai dance makes me not mind getting weird looks from uni students as I carry home my massive yellow toymaster bag. (Uni student wankers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, yay for finishing computing code even though technically [i]I[/i] didn't finish it, my computing teacher did. Even less impressive since Matt finished his ages ago by himself. The part of me that would rather live in an anime wants me to go all "Be the best programmer ever!" but the lazy gaijin part would rather just pass the course and then sit at home playing with Ood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to quickly draw a samurai girl to be the new mascot for anime club. I'm not sure if Kurtis is still doing his competition thing since teachers are striking tomorrow. He owes me one though since he still hasn't watched Firefly! I really want those DVDs back now after watching Done the Impossible... SG1 is not the same...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-2833420491569889728?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2833420491569889728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=2833420491569889728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2833420491569889728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/2833420491569889728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-desks-really-starting-to-get.html' title='Namakemono'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SA90xE2zncI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YLn0Wbp640c/s72-c/ood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-3840956938321252788</id><published>2008-04-21T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:08.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop fapping</title><content type='html'>In the offchance anyone noticed my two deleted posts I'll explain: I still don't have my nerf gun so I don't see the point in explaining the nerf war. The other music post with the mp3s I got rid of because the cool looking nintendo player started playing everytime you loaded the page. I'll be putting that back up soon with a link to the player on a different page. That way it can annoy devart/gaiafags instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAzC1zupZWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wAbEYKb9zDQ/s1600-h/I+love+-toy-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAzC1zupZWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wAbEYKb9zDQ/s400/I+love+-toy-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191738700126053730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, /toy/ is now my favourite RULES ONE AND TWO section. Click the pic to see better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-3840956938321252788?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3840956938321252788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=3840956938321252788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3840956938321252788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/3840956938321252788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/stop-fapping.html' title='Stop fapping'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAzC1zupZWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wAbEYKb9zDQ/s72-c/I+love+-toy-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-7305462085569076741</id><published>2008-04-17T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:08.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>om nom nom cookies</title><content type='html'>Went to Costa to draw and watch some kid fail at an interview. I'd say it was a success since he got free orange juice out of it. Sadly I have no video of the people saying how crap he was after he left, so have some photos drawing peoples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAeheIhN13I/AAAAAAAAAHg/2fB4mt535Ac/s1600-h/IMG_1384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAeheIhN13I/AAAAAAAAAHg/2fB4mt535Ac/s400/IMG_1384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190294634622736242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAehd4hN12I/AAAAAAAAAHY/r2-bOO1kzdQ/s1600-h/IMG_1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAehd4hN12I/AAAAAAAAAHY/r2-bOO1kzdQ/s400/IMG_1387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190294630327768930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAehdYhN11I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mZzvmQZO7BM/s1600-h/IMG_1388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAehdYhN11I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mZzvmQZO7BM/s400/IMG_1388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190294621737834322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards Dan came up with one of the most awesome ideas ever that deserves it's own post. Expect updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://todolego.com/tienda/catalog/images/6211b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://todolego.com/tienda/catalog/images/6211b.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also, will someone please please please give me £80. Or make my birthday sooner. For some reason I really don't want to spend money on getting a sleeping bag but I'm really tempted to spend loads on a lego imperial star destroyer. I'll just go to /toy/ and fap now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-7305462085569076741?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7305462085569076741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=7305462085569076741' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7305462085569076741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7305462085569076741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/om-nom-nom-cookies.html' title='om nom nom cookies'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAeheIhN13I/AAAAAAAAAHg/2fB4mt535Ac/s72-c/IMG_1384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-6113271671089164736</id><published>2008-04-14T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:10.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh shi-</title><content type='html'>It's always a good day when someone makes you eggy crumpets. Hopefully Dr. D can show me how to make them again and my dad can't accuse us of being silly students trying to burn the house down. Also I saw his nephews, one of whom is filled with drool. They should be able to fire foam bullets at each other soon. I really really really want a nerf gun too, and I wish I had some roller blades. I'm not sure where to find the roller blades though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIDEO UPDATE! Where is Dan, where could he be where could he be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lHI_wFwteDM"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lHI_wFwteDM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually Danke turned up and him, me, Josh and Drugmonkey went to his house to get Silent Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPobIhN1qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BVdIkjG26Fo/s1600-h/IMG_1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPobIhN1qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BVdIkjG26Fo/s320/IMG_1336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189246748501857954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPqE4hN1rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Er1yW1PL7cw/s1600-h/IMG_1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPqE4hN1rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Er1yW1PL7cw/s320/IMG_1343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189248565273024178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Drugmonkey and Silent Bob hang out &lt;del&gt;in front of the Quik Stop&lt;/del&gt; on top of the ring. Swinging Dr. D in the background.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ReDllvkSXHs"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ReDllvkSXHs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPqFIhN1sI/AAAAAAAAAFc/8fjQHhjy3-Q/s1600-h/IMG_1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPqFIhN1sI/AAAAAAAAAFc/8fjQHhjy3-Q/s320/IMG_1350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189248569567991490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPr34hN1uI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3S883idyLg0/s1600-h/IMG_1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPr34hN1uI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3S883idyLg0/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189250540957980386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Then we get all Myspacey. There's the tiny tip of DrugMoneky's head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPr4IhN1vI/AAAAAAAAAF0/58cCq4IXuuU/s1600-h/IMG_1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPr4IhN1vI/AAAAAAAAAF0/58cCq4IXuuU/s320/IMG_1366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189250545252947698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Upside down Danke.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPr4YhN1wI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_cO-0W68ZRU/s1600-h/IMG_1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPr4YhN1wI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_cO-0W68ZRU/s320/IMG_1368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189250549547915010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;How it's done. I hung upside down and then fell off for the second time today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPr4ohN1xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/s5W9jUS_lVY/s1600-h/IMG_1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPr4ohN1xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/s5W9jUS_lVY/s320/IMG_1380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189250553842882322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went back for pizza and watched digimon, meanwhile, Drugmonkey got lucky and then sat on by Danke. Danke's also got his own blog now called &lt;a href = "http://foxwithgoggles.blogspot.com"&gt;fox with goggles&lt;/a&gt;. Dr. D might be getting an art blog, which would be shiny. I'll try posting a little art tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-6113271671089164736?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6113271671089164736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=6113271671089164736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6113271671089164736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/6113271671089164736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-shi.html' title='oh shi-'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SAPobIhN1qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BVdIkjG26Fo/s72-c/IMG_1336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-9186954896484133489</id><published>2008-04-12T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:10.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KURAE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SACHbsXDl7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/OOK90Y5tLZw/s1600-h/notsaiban040908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SACHbsXDl7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/OOK90Y5tLZw/s320/notsaiban040908.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188295680564893618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gyakuten Kenji! The new Capcom game that promises to be 100% more fabulous Ace Attorney and the kid with the bunny hair and red waistcoat. (You know the one) I'm more excited about the tiny snippets of Gumshoe than Edgworth since he's my character. Imagine Gene Hunt but Japanese and rubbish and saying "Hey, Pal!" every five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dsfanboy.com/2008/04/09/gyakuten-kenji-new-phoenix-wright-prequel-starring-edgeworth/"&gt;Original Article&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;(Holy crap I remember how to make html links)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/viewer.php?id=404770&amp;key=VmLzUhXzJtOzRxbStiOGY2OTYxMmY2QjAyMDIrNV9xM2I0NzE7QjQwQlYxOzJWOTJiMTI0ZjYrVnFfOTgxbTk5MTA5NTUzNQ%3D%3D"&gt;Phoenix Wright flash&lt;/a&gt;by Zarla whose been my favourite devart person since forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-9186954896484133489?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/9186954896484133489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=9186954896484133489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/9186954896484133489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/9186954896484133489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/kurae.html' title='KURAE!'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SACHbsXDl7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/OOK90Y5tLZw/s72-c/notsaiban040908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-1877728782796593323</id><published>2008-04-11T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:10.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Comics Fun Time Yay</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;Today I was pompous and my sister was crazy. It was the best day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_-vLsXDl6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/1zy3U3wYLM0/s1600-h/Sheperd+Book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_-vLsXDl6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/1zy3U3wYLM0/s400/Sheperd+Book.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188057911175387042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sheperd Book be ballin'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_-vLcXDl5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/e6iTnerzGaw/s1600-h/Fwat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_-vLcXDl5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/e6iTnerzGaw/s400/Fwat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188057906880419730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Read Qwan, it has mustache monsters that go "FWAT".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-1877728782796593323?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1877728782796593323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=1877728782796593323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1877728782796593323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/1877728782796593323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-comics-fun-time-yay.html' title='Happy Comics Fun Time Yay'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_-vLsXDl6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/1zy3U3wYLM0/s72-c/Sheperd+Book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-39927720340804245</id><published>2008-04-07T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:11.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gadzooks, yesterday water vapor in clouds condensed directly into ice crystals and fell from the sky! My associates and I quickly molded them into stunted men, whereupon youths proceded to smash them. Here are photos taken before their untimely ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_qh3bLPtuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VZhtkYVk5d4/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_qh3bLPtuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VZhtkYVk5d4/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186635894430349026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Made on my roof out of pencils and a tack.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_qkd7LPtwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jZvXjIyNsaU/s1600-h/IMG_1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_qkd7LPtwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jZvXjIyNsaU/s400/IMG_1314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186638754878568194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He sees out of 5ps and had tiny hand lumps.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-39927720340804245?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/39927720340804245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=39927720340804245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/39927720340804245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/39927720340804245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/gadzooks-yesterday-water-vapor-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/R_qh3bLPtuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VZhtkYVk5d4/s72-c/IMG_1311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-608322327174180744</id><published>2008-03-29T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:48:37.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITT: Is the Duke no better than Angelo? Discuss.</title><content type='html'>I was going to do a post of DrugMonkey writing my english lit essay when I realised I should probably be writing my English lit essay.    &lt;br /&gt;TT  A  TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Essay 95% completed! feels like it took all day since I only stopped to go on the internet and see a really shitty play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-608322327174180744?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/608322327174180744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=608322327174180744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/608322327174180744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/608322327174180744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2008/03/itt-is-duke-no-better-than-angelo.html' title='ITT: Is the Duke no better than Angelo? Discuss.'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350709839565515266.post-7004955969272487751</id><published>2007-08-09T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:12.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wherein Drugmonkey visits the chickens.</title><content type='html'>This post is all pictures cause I'm too lazy to type. Yaaaay for lackadaisicalness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtPbTCfbqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X5a866Wjj9c/s1600-h/STA_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtPbTCfbqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X5a866Wjj9c/s320/STA_1071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096754733685632674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mah beautiful Drugmonkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtQMjCfbrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q892fIc3BfU/s1600-h/STA_1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtQMjCfbrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q892fIc3BfU/s200/STA_1066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096755579794190002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my drooly one. She has been playing WoW without eating or showering for 5 days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtRTDCfbsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PP64Xjxer3Y/s1600-h/STB_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtRTDCfbsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PP64Xjxer3Y/s320/STB_1076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096756790974967490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtRTjCfbtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FjSC-8dHFu4/s1600-h/STA_1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtRTjCfbtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FjSC-8dHFu4/s320/STA_1074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096756799564902098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he frolicks with the chickens and attempts to make sweet love to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtSTDCfbuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pswDym9BiJU/s1600-h/STB_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtSTDCfbuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pswDym9BiJU/s200/STB_1079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096757890486595298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtSTTCfbvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ohc1uoiwOGI/s1600-h/STA_1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtSTTCfbvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ohc1uoiwOGI/s200/STA_1080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096757894781562610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drugmonkey finds an egg and our two brave heroes return home victorius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtS6zCfbwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PEG6yoXpr2M/s1600-h/STD_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtS6zCfbwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PEG6yoXpr2M/s320/STD_1087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096758573386395394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtS9DCfbxI/AAAAAAAAABE/9Y_iWrFdR0I/s1600-h/STC_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtS9DCfbxI/AAAAAAAAABE/9Y_iWrFdR0I/s320/STC_1086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096758612041101074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was this cat HAI CAT!!!!11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350709839565515266-7004955969272487751?l=avitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7004955969272487751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350709839565515266&amp;postID=7004955969272487751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7004955969272487751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350709839565515266/posts/default/7004955969272487751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avitty.blogspot.com/2007/08/wherein-drugmonkey-visits-chickens.html' title='Wherein Drugmonkey visits the chickens.'/><author><name>Avitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680784571184682173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/SofhvIkzXnI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mzQGSMfutsE/S220/Picture+4.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwHK9DtMTgs/RrtPbTCfbqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X5a866Wjj9c/s72-c/STA_1071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
