<?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-34500697</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:16:50.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond common knowledge</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34500697.post-115976246656115985</id><published>2006-10-01T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:14:26.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meta-inner-self-doubting-local-referencial-inside-humour.</title><content type='html'>Well since my last post (eons ago), I got facebook. If you're anyone who I link to, you already know that. If you were somehow still checking this with the hope that I had updated, then GET FACEBOOK! However, I think the majority of people who read this will do so through the link on my page. In fact, I think that as things stand, that's the only way people would link here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that makes me wonder... should I blog directly to facebook? Nah. Then I have no link that is my own, and it isn't a seperate thing that could continue should (god forbid) facebook decrease in interest for me.&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;Yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was at a debating tourney this weekend! Shame if you didn't know that. Though if you didn't, it probably means you're someone who doesn't normally read my blogs anyways... I think I'm greatly overestimating the reach of my blog. Then again, there's a note on all your news feeds that'll bring you here. On the other other hand, you've probably been scared off by the incredible length of this post. Which is in fact just me overthinking everything to the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the problem is that typing is too slow for thought. It's just fast enough to record whatever notions flit through the mind, but not fast enough to ignore the unimportant... to boil down the ideas, to get the gist of the speech.&lt;br /&gt;That's I guess as good a tie-in as any back to the tournament. It was a good time. I had fun, though the judges didn't make any friends with Selwyn Guys. They totally gypped us! Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I'm done talking, bu tI go back through what I wrote, and I can find 12 instances of something mentioned in the title. Actually that makes 13. Oh and that's 14. GRR! This one is 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, meta-humour is a joke that is funny because it references itself... I guess I'm assuming anything here is actually funny.&lt;br /&gt;And that brings it all to a round (including this one [I'll call that half {oh damn that's half again &lt;and&gt;}])... 24 references.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee. Wrap your head around that one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115976246656115985?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115976246656115985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115976246656115985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115976246656115985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115976246656115985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/10/meta-inner-self-doubting-local.html' title='Meta-inner-self-doubting-local-referencial-inside-humour.'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115944448541032342</id><published>2006-09-28T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T04:54:45.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>re: re: Dreams!</title><content type='html'>I don't know if there's something in the water or something... but I'm still having these wicked weird dreams, and remembering them... anyways, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're at this... restaurant. Chinese or something (I can't remember eating, but I remember that)... so anyhow, Will's dad is our waiter (but he wasn't there... and this guy doesn't look like Will's dad... it's way odd)... but... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he's a cardboard cut-out!&lt;/span&gt; Way shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he has to get out of there! The manager wants him gone! Whatever will we do? He can't move! He's a cardboard cut-out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're five people... trying to move him... but we can't! And the manager is coming! Stall him!&lt;br /&gt;The manager comes, looks around, "Where's my waitor", we look around, "where's his waitor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear a scratching sound... Derek's climbing down from the roof, where he's just hauled the poor guy/mannequinny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cardboard cut-out&lt;/span&gt; to safety... good ol' Derek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115944448541032342?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115944448541032342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115944448541032342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115944448541032342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115944448541032342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/re-re-dreams.html' title='re: re: Dreams!'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115939576550177528</id><published>2006-09-27T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:22:45.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waoh! YUSS!</title><content type='html'>Guess who just beat the drag the dot game! Major accomplishment acheived!&lt;br /&gt;Life goal No. 7! Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I spent that long on it... the pre-boss took me about 5 tries... (once I found out it could be done, it was a snap), and the boss... was easy. Apparently Trevor's comment that he beat the game wasn't a lie... hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... there's no password for the boss... it says frogmonster. And I wanted to see what would happen if I ran into those letters that say boss... but I didn't want to waste my progress... so I didn't. Nyeunn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum went shopping today! That means there's some grand old food in the house! I sprayed some cooking oil in my face though... ah well... smells good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115939576550177528?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115939576550177528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115939576550177528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115939576550177528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115939576550177528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/waoh-yuss.html' title='Waoh! YUSS!'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115937082818608464</id><published>2006-09-27T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T08:27:08.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunger</title><content type='html'>Waaah! I'm hungry!&lt;br /&gt;What's this deal about lunch starting at 5 to 1? that's ridicarruss! We're not even allowed in the lunchroom to eat the bread or anything... and the line-up's at the milk. Let's see... why don't they just set up the milk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somewhere else&lt;/span&gt;?! OR maybe have more of them? Or maybe go back to the milk cartons! Jeezuss... these people aren't thinking with their stomachs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just didn't have enough brekkers... which is crazy because I had toast with way tons of peanut butter. I kinda took too much on my knife, but I'm never one to turn down a peanut butter challenge, so I spread it all on. Delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually... that's a good point for discussion... What the hell kind of things could you do for a peanut butter challenge?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115937082818608464?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115937082818608464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115937082818608464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115937082818608464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115937082818608464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/hunger.html' title='Hunger'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34500697.post-115936111086643059</id><published>2006-09-27T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T05:45:10.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams! Bis</title><content type='html'>Dreams again... too many zombie games, random internet searches (for Jesus no less), and well... zombie games again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically we're in this huge mall (cough cough dead rising)&lt;br /&gt;And we're... fighting to get to this altart thing... I dunno... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we're running... running where? Away from a 7 foot tall, extremely skinny bald man named Jesus... (I knew this because it was written above his head) Basically, when I looked back, he'd freeze (quite like red light, green light [which is a way good game now that I think of it[) mid-step... it was pretty unnerving. And he's speeding up... every time I look away, he's even even closer than the last time! And we're running as fast as we can. So anyways... we run along the front of the mall, then up the other wing. We've gone the farthest distance possible from where we started. And we're on a battlement... like a castle? Suddenly, I'm wearing a life-jacket under a sweater... faux pas.&lt;br /&gt;Then Jesus catches us! *tag! You're it*&lt;br /&gt;and he leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew says I... relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he comes back and devours me head :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115936111086643059?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115936111086643059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115936111086643059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115936111086643059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115936111086643059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/dreams-bis.html' title='Dreams! Bis'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115928847495238993</id><published>2006-09-26T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T10:56:00.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetfulness</title><content type='html'>Way cool thing! Man I forget exactly what it's called... I'll research as I write.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow... it's this site that's coming out... today I think, if I remember correctly. Basically, it's like myspace: you make your page about your topic of choice, and people check it out. But! A twist! You  buy (with real money) the rights to certain parts of the real world (a city, a celebrity,  whatever), and write your  profile on that. Then based on traffic, you get a cut of ad revenue. Make yesself some profit! And you can sell your page for a profit should someone want to buy it from you.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;Found the &lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/victoriatimescolonist/features/onlineextras/story.html?id=86ea356e-e2f9-4708-88c8-2fdd92a6447d"&gt;link to check out&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site's called &lt;a href="http://weblo.com/"&gt;http://weblo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but there isn't much there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in the newspaper today there's this guy who's selling frames from his movie for 10-a-thirty-sixth(or whateverth)-of-a-second... everyone's a producer! And they get it back... in tiny amounts on the sale of the movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buisness is sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115928847495238993?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115928847495238993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115928847495238993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115928847495238993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115928847495238993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/forgetfulness.html' title='Forgetfulness'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115922287682295611</id><published>2006-09-25T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T15:21:16.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aargh!</title><content type='html'>Ergh I'm stuck on this stupid internet game... the most annoying thing ever! But I'm so near the boss level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/dragthedot.html"&gt;http://www.addictinggames.com/dragthedot.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The password to the level I'm stuck on is frogmonster&lt;br /&gt;It's the one right before the boss! And I can't beat that fifth column. If someone can figure it out and send it back... that'd be much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Rising is an awesome game!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115922287682295611?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115922287682295611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115922287682295611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115922287682295611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115922287682295611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/aargh.html' title='Aargh!'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115892778958473054</id><published>2006-09-22T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T05:23:09.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams!</title><content type='html'>I had the weirdest dream last night... basically we were going through this adventure... and I knew (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt;) in advance how my friends were going to die.  We went over a wooden bridge with gaps between the planks, and I had this premonition that Lucas would be attacked by a homunculus (that's a little man to you uneducated folks) that would leap up from between the boards. I knew no one else could be killed by this gremlin, so to cross the bridge, we made a circle of protection around him. Basically when we saw it, we stood between it and Lucas and it was foiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked through a path o' mud. Derek went first, then I realised that he'd die by leeches. I told him to lift his feet... saw this (icky) leech on his foot, and pulled and pulled... it was tough but it came off. Then I yell out to the four-or-so others who were following 'don't step in the mud!'&lt;br /&gt;'okay' says they.&lt;br /&gt;Then I turn around and they're all ankle deep... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my hands were way cold from waving them around and stuff... and when I woke up, I'd been lying on my right hand... I swear it was dead for well over 30 seconds... owie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I remember a spirit coming from a chimmney, going for this kid, then the mother's like. No me! so the spirit goes back up the chimmney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were at this beach, and we went to this really lousy meal... I swear there was garbage in my scrambled eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and these two old ladies fell out of a flying car with two other people... and their knitting needles stabbed and killed the others when they landed... suxxors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... pretty violent dream. I don't get it... it must've been the roast beef and mustard I ate for second dinner at 10:30...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115892778958473054?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115892778958473054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115892778958473054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115892778958473054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115892778958473054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/dreams.html' title='Dreams!'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115889193697935037</id><published>2006-09-21T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:25:37.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My last... (hahahad you worried)</title><content type='html'>Okay, what can I say? I'm weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, you broke me... this format of once a day and no comments? Is sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, if I have the time during the day, I'll leave short, thoughtful bits to spark the mind... And fingers to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll still do the day-overview bit with a link in it... but now you get something to talk about! Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school went by quickly (made a dollar) but otherwise was uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm an ambassador... pizza lunch! (and cookies!)&lt;br /&gt;Lesse... Assembly... wasn't so bad guys... just cuz you don't like hockey so you don't understand the message doesn't mean school spirit is such a bad thing. If you look at school as a chore... how much fun can you have for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9 hours of 5 days a week for most of a year for the next 5 years! &lt;/span&gt;And after that work... common guys! Have some passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Spirit day! The ticket situation was way out of control... how can people stand themselves... if they're stealing food from (basically) children! And then they think that by stealing the dullars they're so cool... jeeez!&lt;br /&gt;I was giving out spares to people who had run out or who didn't get any... this good feeling? Way better than choking on your seventh hotdog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty that's enough:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some people won't be happy with this... but I'm posting the link to the chickens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savagechickens.com/"&gt;http://www.savagechickens.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115889193697935037?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115889193697935037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115889193697935037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115889193697935037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115889193697935037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-last-hahahad-you-worried.html' title='My last... (hahahad you worried)'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115880505262896870</id><published>2006-09-20T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T19:22:30.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Business as usual.</title><content type='html'>Hahah picture day! It wasn't too bad... if anyone actually niced themselves up for this I'd actualy be suprised... I didn't realise photos were taken so early... And we haven't gotten our yearbooks yet! Evren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes today... Histoire was fun... I got to show off my axe-wielding skills in front of the entire class! I mean... yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever for the rest of them... I think I got a good essay for Paul's Case... a cool insight.&lt;br /&gt;Spanish was... funnish... we put the chairs in a semi-circle... à la elementary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was complicated (as always...) but I seem to be stuggleing through... we have a test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then rowing... rubbed my cut on my hand again... man iodine stings!&lt;br /&gt;And it turns out we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; going to Ottowa Sunday... what a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and played Evil Chris' Age of Mythology... which was fun. But it's wicked hard! I refuse to use cheats... so we'll see how I fare. It's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched Numb3rs on TV... it's really out there... It's like... seven times more confusing than House! Looked cool. This was my first time watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Spirit day! We get to be mascots! And help out... oh and get 6 food tickets! If you're nice to me, I might share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I almost forgot to link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go... bunnies!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunny.frozenreality.co.uk/"&gt;http://bunny.frozenreality.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115880505262896870?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115880505262896870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115880505262896870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115880505262896870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115880505262896870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/business-as-usual.html' title='Business as usual.'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115872112006314901</id><published>2006-09-19T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:00:00.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rowing (basically)</title><content type='html'>Okay guys... I did it!&lt;br /&gt;I ate a half nutella, half peanut butter english muffin! H'zzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to school... in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;With an umbrella though so it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fine... chem (with Rob's posts set squarely during them), hist (which looks to me to be shaping up to be a total slacker class), english... reading and racism discussions (and The Land Before Time IV is NOT called 'journey to big water... that's totally number 9!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we had a math test today... but we didn't *beam*&lt;br /&gt;That means it's later *frown*&lt;br /&gt;And none of my practice questions worked *growl*&lt;br /&gt;but then class was over and I was free! *beamagain*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're off to rowing to do the erg tests. I beat Trevor again this year! (by less than half a second but whatever... last year was just one tenth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rowed 4 more km! that's 6 overall and very difficult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee... the minute I got home I was out the door again... 3 MORE hours of work... I get the point now... but still no paycheck. At least I know he's good for it... he is my dad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm back, at 9:30 with no dinner, and homework still not done. And it wasn't even my fault! Ah well... I'm on top of everything once again, so I leave you now with a link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.otisproductions.com/Zoolander/zoolander.html"&gt;http://www.otisproductions.com/Zoolander/zoolander.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is how I got to the site... but there are some other funny videos around there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you didn't check out &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.potterpuppetpals.com/"&gt;www.potterpuppetpals.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;because I messed up the link, now you have no excuse. If you don't really want to follow any of my links, this is one that you should make an exception for... seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115872112006314901?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115872112006314901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115872112006314901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115872112006314901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115872112006314901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/rowing-basically.html' title='Rowing (basically)'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115862890372100001</id><published>2006-09-18T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T18:21:43.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmonday... meh</title><content type='html'>Pah boring blog today... boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some excellent peanut butter english muffin for brek's...  tomorrow I may try nutella. (I know!)&lt;br /&gt;hahah that was a classic blog post. I'm totally joking... there's no way I'll fall into that monotony. You'll give up reading first, then I'll give up posting soon thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Physics, Hist, French, Spanish, and debating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and chicken for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was fun... I totally owned the whiteboard numbers!&lt;br /&gt;(snoooze)&lt;br /&gt;Histoire was a test... which apparently I aced (as did everyone in the class except... damn I need a target in my class...)&lt;br /&gt;French was a movie... which was almost good enough to be interesting. The assignment was weird though... there was no thought involved... I think the whole purpose of it was to make sure we didn't sleep through the movie... dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;Spanish was... sad. I forgot all my work (I thought it was math!), and I told Rob he didn't have spanish yesterday... so guess which two loners got in trouble today...&lt;br /&gt;Actually I told the truth and Rob was fine... how does he do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and debating! Twas good... but looong! Teachers are well known for being long winded. Debators even more so. I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three debating teachers today&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my speech was good. I am le very proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Rob's idea to use the chair's world tour status in my blog is now a bust... it's off and dissappeared! Thanks Rob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah I crack myself up. Credit where credit is due for a funny idea, but it failing was no one's fault (unless a conspiracy is afoot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... link!&lt;br /&gt;Blue Ball Factory! For the blind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://brown.dailyjolt.com/procrastinate/link.html?go=http://ytmnd.com&amp;type=proc&amp;amp;id=7113"&gt;http://brown.dailyjolt.com/procrastinate/link.html?go=http://ytmnd.com&amp;type=proc&amp;amp;id=7113&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115862890372100001?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115862890372100001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115862890372100001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115862890372100001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115862890372100001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/mmmonday-meh.html' title='mmmonday... meh'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115854225361493926</id><published>2006-09-17T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T18:17:33.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two-time tape-champ of the world!</title><content type='html'>Wow okay. Let's get started... back two days now eh?&lt;br /&gt;Okay... early Saturday morning, I went to work for four hours (8 - 12)... made 60$! Pretty good way to finance a weekend! Much rather tape than sleep... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's 6:45 (course I don't know this... I'm asleep). I'm abruptly woken up by a poke in the nose. It's my dad. He says "it's quarter to 7"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "SO?! Go away!"&lt;br /&gt;He: "Be ready to get up at 7:30"&lt;br /&gt;So I grumble back to sleep, get up, eat brekkers, get over to work, put in my shift (have a stupenderific lunch), then go over to Cam's to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam's... good time! Before others showed up, we were playing Mario DS and Pokemon Snap (I totally got half-way through the game in a half-hour then and an hour later).&lt;br /&gt;Derek, Cassie, and Auny showed up, along with Julia Durham (oh and we walked over to get Em). So we played a quick game of monopoly which rapidly descended into chaos (major money laundering) and the inevitable board flipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood on Em's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had burgers for dinner, icecream for dessert, and went for a nice stroll through montreal west.&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone else had to leave, but Trevor and I slept over. We played this ninja fighting game late into the night (well around 2:30ish), only stopping when, at one point, Cam's mom came down to the basement. We heard her footsteps on the 1st-2nd floor stairs, paused the game and shut off the moniter. I dove away from the controller, shut my eyes, and stifled a giggle (that's a late-at-night laugh, not a girly laugh). She walked halfway down the stairs, exclaimed "For crying out loud," and went back upstairs. This left us wondering... did she know we were faking it? Or were we safe?&lt;br /&gt;The next morning over breakfast -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god... that sounds like we had sex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeezooie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a lovely restful day at home, doing my homework, chatting, checking other people's blogs and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leaving them comments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I now leave you with today's sight... beer cannon videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tJsoybEdm84"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tJsoybEdm84&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zxlFoZhOC4&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zxlFoZhOC4&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Oh and by the way, Cam's mom had no clue we were awake... she thought we'd fallen asleep with the light on, where we were.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Cam's dad's bacon-scrambled eggs were really nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115854225361493926?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115854225361493926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115854225361493926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115854225361493926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115854225361493926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/two-time-tape-champ-of-world.html' title='Two-time tape-champ of the world!'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115850474463789183</id><published>2006-09-17T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T07:52:24.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, sept. 16th (sorry)</title><content type='html'>Graham was unavailable for comment yesterday due to his absence from his home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further commentary will be available in tonight's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.potterpuppetpals.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34500697-115850474463789183?l=grahe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/feeds/115850474463789183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34500697&amp;postID=115850474463789183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115850474463789183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34500697/posts/default/115850474463789183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahe.blogspot.com/2006/09/saturday-sept-16th-sorry.html' title='Saturday, sept. 16th (sorry)'/><author><name>Grahe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09054828374744106648</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-34500697.post-115837468665753484</id><published>2006-09-15T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T19:44:46.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What? A title for my introduction?</title><content type='html'>Hurrah! A first post for the new blog... you know I'm just going to blow this on boring triviality... Yeah,  there won't be a political word on this page! Well maybe if it's funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is all about me, what I like to do with my time... stuff that makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, I suppose I'll do links from time to time... internet things I see/read that make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... so for my first link, a special song, for those of you out there feeling unimportant.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mwscomp.com/sounds/mp3/galaxy.mp3"&gt;http://www.mwscomp.com/sounds/mp3/galaxy.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  By Eric Idle (of Monty Python fame?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in school was normal I guess... French movie was interesting... man that teacher has the knack for getting at some of my classmates... Well he makes the whole class laugh, so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;Physics is way difficult! Graph straightening? This is a kickindeface to anyone out there who thinks I'm perfect... this stuff is wicked tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah for debating success! I'll be off to Toronto late october... to be forged and molded and to get a life experience! So that'll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rowing was a good time. We went on a world tour down to the Lachine canal! A good run there and back with singing the entire way. Wonder why Cam knows so many marching songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the link wasn't up your alley, or the rest wasn't the best, just pleeez pleez please come back later... I need practice:) and an audience :)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. 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