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  <updated>2007-05-11T21:13:30Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onelegged_lady:5303</id>
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    <title>Snagged from Adaveen...</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T21:13:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-11T21:13:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...because I’m bored enough to take the bait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?&lt;/b&gt;  I can’t think of anyone I’d like to blow up at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?&lt;/b&gt;  King Diamond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Who would you really just like to punch in the face?&lt;/b&gt; Hmm… no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What is your favorite cheese?&lt;/b&gt;  Brie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient is at your immediate disposal. What kind will you make?&lt;/b&gt;  One with meatballs and beetroot salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. You, Elvis, and Princess Diana are in a dog sled, fleeing across the Siberian wasteland with wolves in hot pursuit. The wolves are catching up fast. Who would you throw out to gain speed and why?&lt;/b&gt;  As they’re both dead I don’t think it would help me much to throw any of them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. You have the opportunity to sleep with the movie celebrity of your choice. We are talking no strings attached sex and it can only happen once. Who is the lucky celebrity?&lt;/b&gt;  Alan Rickman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. You have the opportunity to sleep with the music celebrity of your choice. Who do you pick?&lt;/b&gt;  Music celebrity… Nor sure, maybe Martin Stenmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Now that you’ve slept with two different people in a row, you seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a one hundred dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy Shit. How are you gonna spend it?&lt;/b&gt;  Both of them in one day? Then I’d probably need to relax a bit so I’d go to a spa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?&lt;/b&gt;  To Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Upon arrival to the aforementioned location, you get off the plane and discover another one hundred dollar bill. Now that you are in a new location, what are you gonna do?&lt;/b&gt;  Save it for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Your dream date. Who, where, and why?&lt;/b&gt;  Don’t know who, but a date in an hot-air balloon would be cool. Imagine being up there, watching the view, have some champagne and something nice to eat and then making love… I’d like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. An angel appears out of heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. It is?&lt;/b&gt;  Cider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Okay, girls and gay guys stand over here, guys and lesbians, over there. Girls and gay guys first: You’re in bed with Marilyn, Monroe, Doris Day, and Salma Hayek. Who’s gonna be the lucky girl? And similarily, guys and lesbians: You’re in bed with Cary Grant, Paul Newman, and Johnny Depp. Who’s gonna be the lucky guy? Give your reasons.&lt;/b&gt;  Eh… what?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time traveling/phone booth. you can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there?&lt;/b&gt;  I’d go about 200 years back, but before I went I’d make sure to bring a lot of the money used in that time period. Then I would buy myself valuable land and sell it when I’d got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule that you put into place?&lt;/b&gt;  Rules? I don’t like rules :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. You have been given the opportunity to create the half hour TV show of your dreams. What is it called and what is its premise?&lt;/b&gt;  I don’t watch much TV so I wouldn’t want to create a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. What is your favorite curse word?&lt;/b&gt;  I don’t know if I have a favourite, but the one most frequently used is probably skit, which means shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. You have a choice of two doors. One of which you MUST go through. The first leads to a roomful of spiders, the second to a roomful of clowns. Which is it to be?&lt;/b&gt;  I have to pick the clowns, even if I hate them almost as much as I hate spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Your house is on fire. You have just enough time to run in there and grab one inanimate object. So what’s the item?&lt;/b&gt;  Photograps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. One night, you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by mummies. The mummies aren’t really doing anything, they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do?&lt;/b&gt;  Tell them I’m out of bandages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. You have George W.Bush and Osama bin Laden locked in a small room together. It’s airtight, so both are gonna suffocate anyway, but what amusing weapon do you give them?&lt;/b&gt;  An electrical epilator and a tub of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. The angel of death has descended upon you. Fortunately, the angel of death is pretty cool and in a good mood and it offers you a half hour to do whatever you want before you bite it. What are you going to do in that half hour?&lt;/b&gt;  Be with my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Truthfully, what underwear are you currently wearing?&lt;/b&gt;  A pair of white strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice. What is it going to be?&lt;/b&gt;  Reading peoples minds whenever I’d feel like doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time span can only be a half hour, though. What half hour of your past would you like to experience again?&lt;/b&gt;  No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. Moses trips on his robe and drops the stone tablets. Commandment 11 is broken off. He leaves it there as his back is killing him. What does it say?&lt;/b&gt;  You shall not wear robes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. You can erase any horrible experience of your past. What will it be?&lt;/b&gt;  A horrible experience I had in the summer of 1978&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. You get kicked out of the country for being a time traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super powers. But, you can move to anywhere else in the world. What country are you going to live in now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. What part of your body would you change and why?&lt;/b&gt;  My breasts. I really don't like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. You have been eternally banned from every single bar in the world except for ONE. Which one is it going to be?&lt;/b&gt;  I wouldn’t mind being banned. I usually don’t visit bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. What’s the last thing you ate?&lt;/b&gt;  Apple pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. Suddenly you have gained the power to float. Who are you going to show this to first?&lt;/b&gt;  I’d show anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. The constant absorption of magical moonbeams mixed with the radio-active vegetables you consumed earlier has given you the power to resurrect the dead celebrity of your choice. So which celebrity will you bring back to life?&lt;/b&gt;  No idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. The celestial gates of Beyond have opened. Much to your surprise, Death appears. As it turns out, once again, Death is actually a pretty cool entity and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family member/person of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?&lt;/b&gt;  My grandfather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. What’s your theme song?&lt;/b&gt;  "Stupid Girl" by Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. When did you last have sex?&lt;/b&gt;  Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. Buffy, Willow, or Xander?&lt;/b&gt;  ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. Who’s up next?&lt;/b&gt;  How should I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Snagged from Ada</title>
    <published>2006-12-31T19:03:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-31T19:03:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="padding:16px;border:4px double #fff;text-align:center;background:#ada;color:#000"&gt;In 2007, &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://onelegged_lady.livejournal.com"&gt;onelegged_lady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; resolves to...&lt;div style="background:#fff; margin:8px 8px 16px 8px; padding:8px; color:#000; border:#ada double 4px"&gt;Find a new travel.&lt;br&gt;Cut down on my walking.&lt;br&gt;Spend more time with my movies.&lt;br&gt;Find a better people.&lt;br&gt;Apply for a new romance.&lt;br&gt;Take &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b class="lj"&gt;catsplay&lt;/b&gt; painting.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/newyear" method="get"&gt;Get your own &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/newyear"&gt;New Year's Resolutions&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;input type="text" name="user" style="background: #fff url(&amp;#39;http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&amp;#39;) no-repeat scroll 0px 1px; padding-left: 18px; color: rgb(0, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never make New Year’s resolutions but I’m willing to try some of these :)</content>
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    <title>Do I have to become a hip-hopper?</title>
    <published>2006-12-15T16:44:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-15T16:44:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don’t know who they are trying to fool; the big clothes chains that are changing the sizes on their clothes. &lt;br /&gt;The other day I went out looking for a new pair of pants. The only pants I had in my wardrobe was jeans, and I thought it would be nice to have something else to put on for Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;After visiting all the larger clothes stores and trying on one pair of pants after the other, I had to give up. I couldn’t find a single pair that fitted. All the size 34 was huge, hanging halfway down my butt. I bought one of the pair of pants anyway and I guess I have to try to sew them in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking that the stores must have changed their sizes so that size 36 has turned into 34 and 34 have disappeared completely. &lt;br /&gt;Is this some kind of trick the stores are trying to pull because more people are getting heavier? Or are they trying to fool people into believing that they are getting thinner or why have they change their sizes? Or maybe it’s just me imagining this, although I don’t think I am. Have anyone else noticed the same?</content>
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    <title>Nathalies birthday!</title>
    <published>2006-11-28T14:03:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-28T14:03:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A happy birthday to &lt;a href="http://spacedlaw.livejournal.com/"&gt;Spacedlaw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g142/onelegged_lady/splw.jpg" border="0"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:onelegged_lady:3394</id>
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    <title>I'm alive - and feel it!</title>
    <published>2006-11-25T22:43:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-25T22:43:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a while since I wrote anything in my lj. The reason for that is because I have been busy with my schoolwork and haven’t had very much time for anything else.&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;It’s nice though that the term will soon be over. I wouldn’t mind some rest now, in fact I think I really need to rest before my brain catch fire. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;I guess I already have begun to smell burnt, or maybe smoke really was coming out of my ears, because yesterday one of my teachers released me from my homework for this weekend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;So with less homework to do I was looking forward to have a few lazy days, nice and quiet with lots of rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as usual things just won’t work out as I want or expect them to. &lt;br /&gt;There is a saying that a misfortune seldom comes alone. Well, I think it’s true. Most often all bad things happen at once - and maybe that is the best. That way you have the shit done and over with and hopefully something good will follow. At least that’s what I’m hoping for now, because the last couple of days have been a bit bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already on my way home from school yesterday things started to go wrong. I’d stopped by the store to pick up some groceries and when I was halfway home I got a flat tire. And as if that wasn’t enough it had started to rain while I was shopping. So I had to walk the rest of the way home in pouring rain, with no umbrella, loaded with grocery bags and pushing my bike because of the inner tube that was sticking out of my front tire and preventing the wheel from spinning. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;I got home, soaking wet and quite annoyed, and felt I had had my share of bad luck for the day. Apparently someone else thought differently. A couple of hours later, when I was cooking supper, my kids called on me. They were sitting by the computer, trying to get access to internet but the modem wouldn’t start - and they said something smelled funny. When I got into the room a nasty odour of burnt plastic hit me. (I know what you’re thinking, but it wasn’t my head – it’s solid wood) When I had a closer look behind the computer I discovered that the adaptor to the modem had melted. I need to have access to internet for my studies, so I knew I had to get a new adaptor right away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up, had a quick shower, made some breakfast for me and the kids and then started to chase around for a store in this little hole of a town that sell such things as adaptors to modems. After visiting the forth (and last) store I still hadn’t found what I was looking for. I realised I had to go to a larger town about 40 kilometres away to find the adaptor, so I hurried home to pick up my children and then we ran to catch the train.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;I knew we would only have a couple of hours on us to find it before we had to go back with the last train leaving to our hometown. Of all the stores we visited not a single one was selling this specific adaptor. In the end I had to buy a new modem. Just what I needed - already having little money and with Christmas coming&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,sans-serif"&gt;When we got home I installed the new modem, fixed my flat tire and cooked some food. I didn’t have my quiet and lazy day but at least nothing else has gone wrong, so maybe tomorrow will be it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>12-Step Program</title>
    <published>2006-09-18T17:38:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-18T17:39:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="left"&gt;I found this piece in my English book. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-Step Internet Addiction Recovery Program &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will have a cup of coffee in the morning and read my newspaper like I used to, before the Web. &lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will eat breakfast with knife and fork and not with one hand typing. &lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will get dressed before noon. &lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will make an attempt to clean the house, wash clothes, and plan dinner before even thinking of the Web. &lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will sit down and write a letter to those unfortunate few friends and relatives who are Web-deprived. &lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will call someone on the phone who I cannot contact via the Web. &lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will read a book. &lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will listen to those around me and their needs and stop telling them to turn the TV down so I can hear the music on the Web. &lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will not be tempted during TV commercials to check for email. &lt;br /&gt;10. I will try to get out of the house at least once a week, whether it is necessary or not. &lt;br /&gt;11. I will remember that my bank is not forgiving if I forget to balance my cheque book because I was too busy on the Web. &lt;br /&gt;12. Last, but not least, I will remember that I must go to bed sometimes and the Web will always be there tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Pictures of a friend...</title>
    <published>2006-08-14T21:18:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-16T21:27:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I met a friend of ours in London. We had a little chat and I told him about the hens. &lt;br /&gt;He was delighted to hear how much the hens liked him and he agreed to have his picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd share the pics with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g142/onelegged_lady/SquirrellKensington060729.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g142/onelegged_lady/SquirrellKensington1060729.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stinking birds but happy movie times</title>
    <published>2006-06-18T21:38:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So it is summer. The sun is shining from a bright blue sky, it’s warm outside and the air is full of… &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gulls! &lt;br /&gt;Screaming, bawling, shitting gulls all over town. Wherever you go there they are, zooming above your head, attacking people. It is almost like the Hitchcock movie, “The Birds”. &lt;br /&gt;It is quite scary to go out, and when people do, they’re walking around looking like owls with their heads spinning on their necks. &lt;br /&gt;I hate those creatures. That is, I don't hate the people looking like owls, I hate the gulls. Not only do they wake me up at sunrise every morning, yesterday I had to run like mad to escape two of them and earlier this week my son was chased by one in our backyard. I’m thinking of starting practice on slingshot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the gulls in mind, yesterday evening I decided to take a ride on my bike instead of taking my usual walk. It was a really nice evening, warm and calm. &lt;br /&gt;I biked up to the lake and when I was there the sun was setting. The sound of an acoustic guitar could be heard from the restaurant where a troubadour was playing. Couple sat close together at benches and on the beach. Kids played on the grass and some teenagers took an evening swim and dived from the bridge. It was really peaceful and I felt relaxed for the first time in ages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g142/onelegged_lady/0606172.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g142/onelegged_lady/0606174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g142/onelegged_lady/0606177.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I watched one of the Alan movies I bought in February, “Something the Lord made”. I really liked the movie, which surprised me a bit. I guess the boring cover on the DVD fooled me to believe that the movie could be boring too. I’m so happy it was not. That movie I’ll watch more than one time. &lt;br /&gt;Now I only have two more left to watch, then I’ve seen all the AR movies I’ve got. &lt;br /&gt;I have to try to get my hands on some more. There are several I haven’t seen yet but unfortunately they are hard to find here. But maybe, when I’m in London, I will be able to find some of them. If anyone knows of a shop in London where I can buy his movies, I’d really appreciate a tip. &lt;br /&gt;Now I’m going to make me some coffee, have some ice-cream and watch “The January man”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tagged</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T19:58:03Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I got tagged by Catsplay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you are tagged you MUST write a blog about your 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next six people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here we go, 6 of my weird habits/things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate driving and use my driver’s license only as an id. &lt;br /&gt;2. I rarely use makeup, I own 4 pair of shoes and I only buy clothes for myself when I really need to.&lt;br /&gt;3. I seem to attract mostly women and married/already taken men.&lt;br /&gt;4. I smoke and drink LOTS of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;5. I eat yoghurt and two slices of bread for lunch every day.&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a blue frog in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don’t have anyone to tag I’ve got to skip that bit.</content>
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