<?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-9234054</id><updated>2011-11-23T14:33:42.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>A twenty-year old girl's occasional bored ramblings...an outlet for procrastination if ever there was one.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111704892611092991</id><published>2005-05-25T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T14:26:44.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No news is good news... and laziness</title><content type='html'>Lots on the go and never time to update this thing &lt;well&gt;. I reckon that at some point there will be something on this blog I'd prefer my mom didn't read after all. Someday there will be time for a life again I'm sure. Work has been crazy but the money has been crazier. Makin' $1o0 in tips without going topless (as one of the cooks suggested) &lt;as&gt;was awesome on Sunday. The continued comments about going topless were funny at first but they've gotten old, almost as old as the creepy guy making them!&lt;br /&gt;On a cool note, an English chicka I met in Australia &lt;she's&gt;got a hold of me yesterday cause she is in Toronto visiting a friend so I'm off to Toronto to see her Friday! &lt;it's&gt;Soy dogs are done and its time to go back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111704892611092991?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111704892611092991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111704892611092991&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111704892611092991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111704892611092991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-news-is-good-news-and-laziness.html' title='No news is good news... and laziness'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111635538649088283</id><published>2005-05-17T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T13:43:06.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BAH!</title><content type='html'>The days of servitude have begun.... and it sucks! I don't know, maybe its cause I'm not telling my tables that I'm new, but the one time I did it made no difference, the guy who didn't like me still stiffed me. Today joy of joys, I worked at 12, but only got three tables, all of which left by 1 and none of which tipped close to 15%. The fact that I'm new, maybe understandable, only that I didn't suck for once! Only working two hours isn't really going to pad my paycheck either. I think I need Merle's &lt;a href="http://www.merlethepearl.blogspot.com/"&gt;stamp&lt;/a&gt; to use on some of my table's checks.&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing I heard today was about Belinda Stronach moving to the liberals, anything to keep Harper out! I don't want to have another one of those sinking post-election feelings &lt;like&gt;.  Fucking politics.... its coming up in my day to day conversations way more than it ever used to, apparently I'm getting old... I have a very conservative cousin that I've been outright avoiding lately though, he had a big collaborative blog going that i would contribute to now and again, but he kept deliberately posting crazy right wing junk &lt;ie.&gt; so I had to tell him I was too busy to stay part of the blog...more like disgusted. I try to avoid arguing with people who approach my level of stubborness since the arguments never seem to end......... Think its time to find some people who feel like getting boozed tonight, the Keiths are calling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111635538649088283?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111635538649088283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111635538649088283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111635538649088283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111635538649088283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/05/bah.html' title='BAH!'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111543702380267642</id><published>2005-05-06T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T22:37:03.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"What kind of rat bastard psychotic would play that song right now, at this moment?"</title><content type='html'>Current life goal: Watch all of "fear and loathing in Las Vegas"... Saw a bit of it last weekend, it didn't come on until about 2 or something and watched as much as i could before my eyes gave out. Seemed really cool though... the dialogue and narration were so awesome.... Been working like the poor kid I am in the kitchen at Kelseys. The good part being the free food for sure. Turned down the attempts to get me out drinking tonight since showing up to the bar without money tends to suck &lt;diva:&gt; Not usually the case, but the fact that the bar they were heading to to get sloshed at before the dance bar &lt;which&gt; is super questionable, made me really not want to flirt with a creep just to get a drink. Afterall you never know when you'll see the creep again in "real" life. Is it just me or is seeing someone you normally see when you're hammered, in sober setting not the most surreal experience?? Used to happen to me with a server from my favourite bar up at school, she was in my Spanish class... the worst part being I'd always try to talk to her in Spanish when i saw her at the bar... Anyways, this sober thing sucks so its off to bed where I don't have to think about it. Cheers........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111543702380267642?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111543702380267642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111543702380267642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111543702380267642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111543702380267642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-kind-of-rat-bastard-psychotic.html' title='&quot;What kind of rat bastard psychotic would play that song right now, at this moment?&quot;'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111505707884313985</id><published>2005-05-02T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T13:04:38.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And That's Why I Avoid That Bar...</title><content type='html'>A hangover and a mom who keeps her computer in the living room kept me unpacking and not blogging yesterday. To catch up, Saturday night I was hanging out with mother watching some Dick Tracy movie, which was making me laugh in its corniness when the phone rang and it was Parsnip telling me to get ready we were going drinking. The plans called for us to go drink at her boyfriends, where I was promised a less than third wheel good time, he was supposed to be having friends over. Predictably this fell through when his one friend that showed up, left his bar ID at home and Parsnip's bf had his heart set on going to the local scuzzy bar. My standards for a club aren't high, but this bar is always so shitty, but with the choice of two acceptable bars in Brockville, one of which you don't dance at, Buds it was. &lt;note:&gt; The night was going alright, had a few more "sodas", and was dancing with Parsnip and her bf. We both quickly saw that her bf was going to be one of those guys though who can't just dance alone, he has to latch on, so even when Parsnip went to get a drink, buddy thought he needed to grind with me (how does one politely say no thank you?). It would have been okay I suppose, if he hadn't been touching my ass.... &lt;hmmmm&gt; Anyways, I took off when Parsnip got back to dance with a few other hammered people in the bar I knew when I saw a guy I decided looked so familiar. Enter awkward conversation &lt;with&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hey, you look familiar, where might I know you from?" (This was not intended as a pickup line, it actually was bugging me)&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Uh, I dunno"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Where do you work?"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "I just moved here.."&lt;br /&gt;This conversation went on, until I had interrogated him &lt;even&gt; and had decided to call him Captain Familiar instead... At some point it dawned on me, that I am an idiot so I went away. I danced for a bit more, even ran into one of my brother's exs and proceeded to think she was someone else and be really excited to see her, only to realize five seconds after yelling hello, who I was really talking to..Whoops.. so maybe the real reason I hate this bar, other than the required dancing might have more to do with how drunk I always get to to go there. I pulled a B-rock move though, and left without really telling anyone, only to come home and have a couple very drunk msn convos, breaking my no msn while drunk rule &lt;sigh&gt;. My mom told me in the morning that it sounded like i knocked over every piece of furniture possible between the downstairs and thirdfloor. The woman exaggerates, though I definitely "leaned" on a couple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111505707884313985?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111505707884313985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111505707884313985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111505707884313985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111505707884313985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-thats-why-i-avoid-that-bar.html' title='And That&apos;s Why I Avoid That Bar...'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111488156436981491</id><published>2005-04-30T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T12:19:24.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Place Like Home There's no Place Like Home....</title><content type='html'>Forgive the wizard of Oz reference, terribly bored. Apparently this town takes less than 48 hours to get boring, which to be fair, was more hours than I thought possible. Went with my mom to bottle wine this morning at the ungodly hour of 10am, which I normall only see if I'm still awake or unfortunate enough to have something school related. Had to go see the boss to find out why I have no hours for the next two weeks. Guess calling and asking to get scheduled was too crazy of a request. Ah well, I'm still going to get server training so that is good news. The party first night back wasn't terrible. A few of us came back here to party on after the bar, much to the disappointment of all those trying to sleep here. I thought my room was the quietest choice, apparently not. Ah well, good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111488156436981491?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111488156436981491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111488156436981491&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111488156436981491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111488156436981491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/theres-no-place-like-home-theres-no.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like Home There&apos;s no Place Like Home....'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111464990765137009</id><published>2005-04-27T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T19:58:27.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long B-rock!</title><content type='html'>Home I go, first year is over as of noon tomorrow. Just need to coast through my last exam than it'll be back home drinkin' with the ladies. My computer needs the rest, so into a box it goes. This post is pointless but the blog is somewhat as well. I have so much other stuff I should be doing anyways &lt;ie.studying,&gt; First priority will no doubt be emptyin' that last beer bottle...Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111464990765137009?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111464990765137009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111464990765137009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111464990765137009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111464990765137009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-long-b-rock.html' title='So Long B-rock!'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111458066741086969</id><published>2005-04-27T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T00:44:27.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Amazing Kid</title><content type='html'>A little boy I used to babysit along with his brothers, Ryan Hreljac, way back when, started a foundation called &lt;a href="http://www.ryanswell.ca"&gt;Ryan's Well&lt;/a&gt;. His story is amazing and so is the foundation. He's been raising money to build wells in Africa since he was six years old! Check out the site, if you've got some spare coin or even time, why not give a thought to supporting this charity. Hopefully my offer of my spare time won't go unused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111458066741086969?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111458066741086969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111458066741086969&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111458066741086969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111458066741086969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/amazing-kid.html' title='An Amazing Kid'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111446017312333707</id><published>2005-04-25T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T15:16:13.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/76/5351/640/07surfwall.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/76/5351/320/07surfwall.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wall is Coming Down!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111446017312333707?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111446017312333707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111446017312333707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111446017312333707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111446017312333707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/wall-is-coming-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111446073943131754</id><published>2005-04-25T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T15:45:00.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Pack It Up Not Pack It In</title><content type='html'>Three days than I'm back in the old stomping ground again... cause y'know, we are known for our stomping.... Way too much studying for this mind! One exam left, but I can't be asked to start studying yet. Not after today's day of two exams (one of which may have left a large footprint on my ass).. Education... ugh. Today should have been cool after getting papers back with fairly sweet marks, but there is nothing like failing an exam and finding out a shitty mark at the same time. Let's hope I got that Spanish credit, or it'll be trouble for sure. I don't get telling a class full of slackers on the last day of lecture that they have to get a 40% on the exam to pass the course! I mean where was that news in February when I stopped trying to understand everything! Luckily there is some &lt;a href="http://www.merlethepearl.blogspot.com"&gt;laughs&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ciavarro.com/blog/"&gt;to&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tonypierce.com/blog/bloggy.htm"&gt;be&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://benallbright.blogspot.com/"&gt;had&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.somethingawful.com/articles.php?a=2777"&gt;out&lt;/a&gt; there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111446073943131754?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111446073943131754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111446073943131754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111446073943131754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111446073943131754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-to-pack-it-up-not-pack-it-in.html' title='Time to Pack It Up Not Pack It In'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111440957569460965</id><published>2005-04-25T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:14:17.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes...</title><content type='html'>"A Canadian Is Drinking In A Rochester Bar&lt;br /&gt;He gets a call on his cell phone. He hangs up, grinning from ear to ear &amp; orders a round of drinks for everybody in the bar because, he announces, his wife has just produced a typical Canadian baby boy weighing 25 pounds. Nobody can believe that any new baby can weigh in at 25 pounds, but the Canadian just shrugs, "That's about average up North, folks. Like I said, my boy's a typical Canadian baby boy." Congratulations showered him from all around &amp;amp; many exclamations of "WOW!" were heard. One woman actually fainted due to sympathy pains. Two weeks later the Canadian returns to the bar. The bartender says "Say, you're the father of that typical Canadian baby that weighed 25 pounds at birth, aren't you? Everybody's been makin' bets about how big he'd be in two weeks. We were gonna call you... so how much does he weigh now?" The proud father answers, "Seventeen pounds." The bartender is puzzled &amp; concerned. "What happened? He already weighed 25 pounds the day he was born." The Canadian father takes a slow swig from his Molson Canadian, wipes his lips on his shirt sleeve, leans into the bartender &amp;amp; proudly says, "Had him circumcised". "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Studying till two in the morning makes this joke seem even more hilarious...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Gotta love the subtle Molson Canadian promotion... They need a new "I am Canadian monologue". Something along the lines of, "just because i'm Canadian doesn't mean I drink Molson"... Keiths all the way!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111440957569460965?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111440957569460965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111440957569460965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111440957569460965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111440957569460965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/jokes.html' title='Jokes...'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111431907929647065</id><published>2005-04-23T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:43:29.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nights on the town..</title><content type='html'>K the weird thing about taking a night out on the town alone with your non-roomies when your weird roomy is still chillin' at home.....you come home early cause you have an exam on monday and need to start the mad studying the next morning and want your brain feeling somewhat up to the idea and what do you see walking in the door? Your weirdo roomate doing dishes in the sink!!!! At 1 o'clock on a Saturday night? What is wrong with this kid, I don't get it? This kid washes a fork in soapy water (took us all year to convince her to do that) than will rinse it under boiling water for at least a minute... She does dishes for hours!! So maybe only interesting for me... On a lasting good note she willl be gone for good following tonight.... yip yip. Lack of ulcers for me and the "normal" roomies!!! To be fair though, I'm not home early cause I'm keepin my exam commitments in mind, really the girl's b-day party drew to an earyl close (we went downtown when the kegs still weren't empty) &lt;ahem&gt;, and the girl I was with was with was keen to go home. What can I say with an exam looming, I'll take pity when people are ready to crash.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the days of servitude* are near....................&lt;weird&gt;.... &lt;the&gt;Good Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*servitude= server at Kelseys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meanwhile&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111431907929647065?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111431907929647065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111431907929647065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111431907929647065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111431907929647065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/nights-on-town.html' title='Nights on the town..'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111422161564213873</id><published>2005-04-22T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:00:15.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/76/5351/640/2004_1101Image0035.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/76/5351/320/2004_1101Image0035.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate Superhero&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111422161564213873?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111422161564213873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111422161564213873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111422161564213873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111422161564213873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/ultimate-superhero.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111422149239682480</id><published>2005-04-22T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T20:58:12.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/76/5351/640/Octahostel.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/76/5351/320/Octahostel.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Octa Hostel &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111422149239682480?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111422149239682480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111422149239682480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111422149239682480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111422149239682480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/octa-hostel.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111421793540967779</id><published>2005-04-22T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T19:59:10.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Link and you shall be linked</title><content type='html'>I don't update this blog often enough to ask to get linked by others, try as I might to, summer project perhaps... but if you've stumbled upon this blog go check out some of the wicked blogs I've linked. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111421793540967779?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111421793540967779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111421793540967779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111421793540967779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111421793540967779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/link-and-you-shall-be-linked.html' title='Link and you shall be linked'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111421715433792405</id><published>2005-04-22T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T19:45:54.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!</title><content type='html'>The problem with all the fun of university (and there can be excessive amounts of fun), is that inevitably the year ends and our partying ways are forced to be put on hold and books are cracked. In the case of some friends who came out with me and my visiting sister, the exam the next day was not a threat at all, but then again, they are legends.  I myself have been procrastinating excessively, but today was a rare productive one. Studied a fair bit....so boring! Having keen friends who want to meet to study at 9am can be good, but mostly bad. Tomorrows birthday kegger for a friend, also spells trouble. Makin' t-shirts for the bar always leads to fun.&lt;br /&gt;   Did I mention how annoying it is to have the new msn that tells people what song you're listening to? I listed to alot of cool tunes, but every now and then a sketch song comes on and its funny to think what people think when they see my computer playing a Garth Brooks tune just after a NoFx song. I still love Itunes wonderful shuffling though. Having close to 1000 songs on my comp equals great sadness at having to pack it into a box come Thursday for the rest of the summer is going to be painful.&lt;br /&gt;  The cool thing about my sister coming up though was getting to use crazy gym machines that I never have before. Her bf decided she is on the Helga plan cause she has been gettin so buff for a fitness competition. I tried to go through her workout with her. Two days later i can still hardly extend my calves. Gotta finish with this spanish bullshit. Beer o'clock is soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111421715433792405?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111421715433792405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111421715433792405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111421715433792405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111421715433792405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/exams.html' title='Exams!'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111248652369670201</id><published>2005-04-02T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T19:04:18.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Right... I have a blog...</title><content type='html'>Hmm... posted that last entry twice since Blogger claimed I hadn't done it right... My mastering of technology will no doubt quickly be exceeded by my unborn children. Computers are great for making me feel old....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111248652369670201?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111248652369670201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111248652369670201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111248652369670201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111248652369670201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/right-i-have-blog.html' title='Right... I have a blog...'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111248584749019069</id><published>2005-04-02T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T18:50:47.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I posted elsewhere so may as well here...</title><content type='html'>This is my comment on Matt Good's &lt;a href="http://www.matthewgood.org/mblog/index.php"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;, there is a flurry of commenting going on there about John Paul II passing away today....&lt;br /&gt;"As a Catholic, I must say it is sad to see the Pope go. However, I feel no more remorse for his death than for that of any other person's. I sincerely doubt the Pope would want his death to be taken in such a manner. The tragic losses mentioned above are all the more tragic for the lives they cut short too soon and their deaths are no less significant. John Paul II death was not tragic or unexpected. The Pope lived a long and full life filled with actions that often reached beyond the Church. (He is afterall credited for helping in the fall of the Iron Curtain in his native Poland.) He has done so much good that I won't even try to bring up anything else other than to agree that not everything he did will be appreciated by all. I'm sure most of Matt's readers would appreciate his words for peace. Anyways, to end this rambling my respect for him goes far beyond my remorse for his death, since (sorry for getting "too" religious) being with God will make him much happier than suffering here on Earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death."- Leonardo daVinci&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one of the few times I've commented, despite Tony Pierce's advice.. I just feel like I won't come across coherently enough and hate the idea of having my words attacked... My comment above took me so long to type that there had been 4 posts since when i started to write it to when i published it... Anyways, think I said it all above... One of the coolest experiences of my young life was getting to hear the Pope say mass in Toronto in july 2002... I was sitting with my housemate last night telling her about it.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, the thing with being Catholic is you deal with so many stereotypes... It's frustrating.. The whole Catholic conscience thing is a very real deal. I don't want to talk about religion... Rest in Peace John Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111248584749019069?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111248584749019069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111248584749019069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111248584749019069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111248584749019069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-posted-elsewhere-so-may-as-well-here.html' title='I posted elsewhere so may as well here...'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111221614989896343</id><published>2005-03-30T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T15:55:49.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Procastination= Blog Post</title><content type='html'>I spend so much time reading other peoples blogs, I may as well put effort into this one. Especially after reading Tony Pierce's &lt;a href="http://www.tonypierce.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; this afternoon. &lt;a href="http://www.matthewgood.org"&gt;Matt Good's&lt;/a&gt; is still a fav tho.. It's sweet as. Before I go further, surfing is on right now and if you're reading this, you're not &lt;a href="http://www.ripcurl.com"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt;ing surfing. Just because I have to go to class, doesn't mean you should waste valuable surf watching time too. Even though Kelly Slater got beat out last night, there are still some other sweet surfers. The webcast was more than frustrating last night though (think screams of outrage and roommate's doors slamming). It cannot be helped. There is no hockey to watch so surfing it is. The Aussie commentators are almost as much fun as the actual surfing footage tho, must admit. Anyways, should actually go to class... Especially since I skipped one already today, the joy of a having a friend in the class who was too lazy to go to our morning class, now she owes me... The &lt;a href="http://unix.rulez.org/~calver/pictures/bunny_suicides"&gt;Bunny Suicides&lt;/a&gt;... sick twisted humour for the whole family... well not the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111221614989896343?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111221614989896343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111221614989896343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111221614989896343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111221614989896343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/03/procastination-blog-post.html' title='Procastination= Blog Post'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111198282549774859</id><published>2005-03-27T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T23:07:05.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>A boring weekend for the most part, with the odd flash of fun. Had a sloppy night out with the girls last night, I bowed out early. (Right after walking into a bouncer, thought I'd better walk myself out) Shots roulette... never really a good idea. Ah well, at least I didn't wind up in the hospital today like some people. Did a fair bit of cleaning this weekend. We're having shower issues, so frustrating. No surfing all weekend, apparently Bells Beach was a lake. This means I'll no doubt spend all week &lt;a href="http://www.ripcurl.com/ripcurlpro"&gt;watching&lt;/a&gt; online instead of doing work... Fine by me! At least this isn't exams like when Pipemaster was on. Some great &lt;a href="http://www.mnftiu.cc/mnftiu.cc/war45.html"&gt;comics&lt;/a&gt; about the big Schiavo news in the States... i don't know who the guy who writes these things but they're all gold. Back to trying to write in Spanish.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111198282549774859?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111198282549774859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111198282549774859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111198282549774859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111198282549774859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-111164789869198137</id><published>2005-03-24T02:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T02:04:58.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why have an empty Blog?</title><content type='html'>Since I decided to quit the other blog I was occasionally contributing to (it was getting to the point where I was far too tempted to go off on a liberal rant) I should really put something on here. There is no point pretending the masses read this but it would be funny if people did. So I shall pretend people do, on the off chance that someone may accidentally one day.&lt;br /&gt; It's now Easter Break for me, not really a break more a long weekend... but everyone is going home other than me. So la dee dah... Luckily for me the RipCurl Pro is being broadcast online so there is hope of something interesting to watch online at least. That is, assuming the swell kicks up in the near future. The late night caffeine is always a mistake, I'm wide awake with little of value to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-111164789869198137?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/111164789869198137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=111164789869198137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111164789869198137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/111164789869198137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/03/why-have-empty-blog.html' title='Why have an empty Blog?'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-110607401654846461</id><published>2005-01-18T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T02:12:09.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to do a Link...</title><content type='html'>This is just me seein' if i can figure out how to do a link! This blog as serious as I take it is more of a practice blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INNSBRUCK, Austria (AP) - A Polish woman who harboured a grudge against her husband's employer has been sentenced to four months' imprisonment for terrorizing the boss by making ghostly sounds at his castle-like estate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-110607401654846461?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/110607401654846461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=110607401654846461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/110607401654846461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/110607401654846461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2005/01/how-to-do-link.html' title='How to do a Link...'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-110288436911601750</id><published>2004-12-12T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T02:13:16.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Cool Video...</title><content type='html'>Michael Moore and Neil Young...could there be a better team-up? This is seriously a rockin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-110288436911601750?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/110288436911601750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=110288436911601750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/110288436911601750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/110288436911601750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2004/12/very-cool-video.html' title='Very Cool Video...'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9234054.post-110085523946067320</id><published>2004-11-19T04:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T04:07:19.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The first post</title><content type='html'>It's 4:05 in the morning and I'm putting the finishing touches on a poli speech and somehow have wound up with a blog...Entirely unintended but I see in its future potential for time wasting! All I wanted was to post a reply on Matt Good's website.... We'll see if i ever use this again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9234054-110085523946067320?l=ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/feeds/110085523946067320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9234054&amp;postID=110085523946067320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/110085523946067320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9234054/posts/default/110085523946067320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifyouareboredgohere.blogspot.com/2004/11/first-post.html' title='The first post'/><author><name>Kaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05423047333582521882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
