<?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-1709168</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:00:02.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>An exercise in self esteem...</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;img src = http://geocities.com/open24hours_2000/pictures/panda.jpg&gt;
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&lt;a href = "http://geocities.com/remer666"&gt;Heidi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href = "http://www.imbagman.com"&gt;
Kyle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href = "http://iamhappyblue.com"&gt; IAHB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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-1709168.post-2101390</id><published>2001-01-25T00:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-25T00:12:36.916+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Finger fetish?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, maybe I have one. Just like those wacky foot fetishes. I love to lick peoples fingers and have mine licked. Maybe it goes back to the days when I was a young tyke and sucked my own finger. Oh well, who knows. All I know is that it feels good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-2101390?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/2101390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/2101390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2001_01_21_archive.html#2101390' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-2086148</id><published>2001-01-23T23:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-23T23:32:40.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;BAH!:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of this personal website business. I cacn never think of anything to write. Back when I had my geocities site I could always think of something. Now that I have this one that takes virtually no effort to post it's just a little too easy. Maybe all the crap I had to go through made it seem more worthwhile or something, I don't know anything anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Heidi's house. Heidi is my lover. I love her. Enough of that now. Why the fuck is it so goddamn hot? I don't remeber it ever being this hot before. Maybe global warming is actually starting to take affect now, after all these warnings. Well fuck that, I don't care any more. As soon as I"m finished this post I"m going to get every can of hair spray in my house and squirt them all into the atmosphere. I'll show that dirty bitch mother nature who's boss. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-2086148?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/2086148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/2086148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2001_01_21_archive.html#2086148' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-2047348</id><published>2001-01-20T21:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-20T21:27:44.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I hate L'Oreal:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those bastards promised that this dye would make my hair gray / silver. Those lying bastards. It just made it a slightly less orange orange. I'll kill them all. Bwahahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-2047348?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/2047348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/2047348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2001_01_14_archive.html#2047348' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-2006525</id><published>2001-01-17T23:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-17T23:01:34.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I hate AOL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm unfortunate enough to use it, but my love has it. She keeps getting dissconnected so I don't have the pleasuer eof talking to here. Woe is me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-2006525?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/2006525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/2006525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2001_01_14_archive.html#2006525' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1966920</id><published>2001-01-15T00:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-15T00:28:12.910+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Background&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, should be legible now. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1966920?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1966920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1966920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2001_01_14_archive.html#1966920' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1877379</id><published>2001-01-07T16:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-07T16:15:34.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Why can I never think of anything to post?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone answer me this simple question? I used to be able to think of all kinds of things to say. What happened? I think it might have something to do with me sitting around the house all day doing nothing but stare at this screen.I'm sure it's killing my sex drive and giving me brain cancer but oh well, nothing I can do about that now. At least if I don't have a sex drive I wont have any desire to ever go outside again, or something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1877379?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1877379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1877379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2001_01_07_archive.html#1877379' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1868100</id><published>2001-01-06T21:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-06T21:15:07.480+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Why will no one beat the everloving fuck out of me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that plenty of people want to. Why wont they just show up so I can lose a few teeth? Sometimes life just isn't fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1868100?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1868100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1868100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_31_archive.html#1868100' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1865059</id><published>2001-01-06T14:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-06T14:39:11.316+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's a good day in Dom land. All my friends are back from holidays and the new server is up. WOOHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1865059?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1865059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1865059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_31_archive.html#1865059' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1859170</id><published>2001-01-05T23:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-05T23:57:38.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Little Nicky and Charlies Angels:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Are surprisingly good films. I give little nicky eight stars. It gains the eighth for the awesome 80's metal soundtrack( featuring the mighty Scorpion). It loses a star for the beyond obvious Popeyes sponsorship. Even if the chicken is pretty tasty it should at least try and make it subtle advertising. Charlies angels get's a 7 for entertainment value. It get's four of those seven stars for it's unadulterated tackyness. The other three are for the three hot girls that jump around and act slutty. If you haven't already, you might as well go and see them. It's not as if there's anything better on at the moment. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1859170?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1859170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1859170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_31_archive.html#1859170' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1851542</id><published>2001-01-04T14:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-04T14:41:11.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I fucking hate CGI scripts!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those littel fuckers are deceptively simple to write but when it comes time to use them anywhere but on your local machine... You're fucked. be it's just my web host, in fact. it probably is. I fucking hate my web host!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1851542?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1851542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1851542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_31_archive.html#1851542' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1849655</id><published>2001-01-04T09:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-04T09:39:04.493+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I fucking hate cricket!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, some stupid fuck-o of a a cricket player decides he wants to dye his hair blue. That's all well and good, it's his head, he can do what he wants with it. Usually I wouldn't have any problem with someone dying their hair blue. Wht happens when I get out of bed this smorning to enjoy a coffee, ciggarette and the paper? I see a fucking picture of this retard splashed all over the front page of The Canberra Times(usally a very good newspaper). Things like this should be banished to the sports section, not taking up space that should be filled with pictures of war and peace. When I become Prime-Minister I'm going to have pink hair and wear a mirrored G-string. We'll see just how big of a picture I can get for being "wild". &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1849655?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1849655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1849655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_31_archive.html#1849655' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1842221</id><published>2001-01-03T15:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2001-01-03T15:08:25.713+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Exercise gives you cancer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is enirely true. I went for a run yesterday and what happens? I wake up with cancer. Fuck that. I"m never exercising again. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1842221?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1842221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1842221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_31_archive.html#1842221' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1814714</id><published>2000-12-31T12:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-31T12:08:19.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;New years!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I love new years eve parties. Drinking, making out with some random girl. Going home minus a few teeth. Notyhing better. The only thing I don't particularly like about new years eve is the thumping techno music they alwasy play. They should be playing something at least half-decent. Shower time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1814714?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1814714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1814714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_31_archive.html#1814714' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1809113</id><published>2000-12-30T20:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-30T20:04:01.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I &lt;i&gt;&lt;3&lt;/i&gt; Heidi:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. I love Heidi. She is my everything. Without her I am nothing. If I was any good at writing I'd write her a poem but I'm not so I'll just say it once. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi, from the bottom of my heart, I love you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1809113?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1809113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1809113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_24_archive.html#1809113' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1798827</id><published>2000-12-29T17:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-30T20:06:22.163+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ignorance:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ignore the below post, the blogger software can't cope with my fucked up HTML coding so it wont let me fix it. The site I was trying to direct you towards is &lt;a href = "http://geocities.com/remer666"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;. Be sure to check out the message board.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1798827?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1798827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1798827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_24_archive.html#1798827' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1795842</id><published>2000-12-29T11:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-29T11:24:36.823+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Awww crap...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't updated in so long, I've had important things to do. Like sleep. I still don't have anything interesting to write but go and check out &lt;a href = "http://geocities.com/remer666&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt;. It's one of the best on the internet. The message board is pretty spiffy too. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1795842?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1795842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1795842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_24_archive.html#1795842' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1735649</id><published>2000-12-22T11:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-22T11:43:44.493+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Pansy Division:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard anything by this band then I suggest you check them out as soon as possible. As long as you like to laugh with/at gay people then you'll love 'em. The music sounds kinda like Dinosaur Jr, but this band is all about the lyrics. With song names like 'I'm gunna be a slut' and 'Homo Xmas' How can you go wrong? That's right, you can't. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1735649?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1735649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1735649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_17_archive.html#1735649' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1732008</id><published>2000-12-22T04:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-22T04:58:24.800+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;No rest for the weary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've just finished my four month stint in the US school system. It's kinda pointless seeing as I"m at a private school but it was fun none the less. I get to take a 26 hour plane trip and spend Christmas day in a hotel room by myself. HOORAY! Well my next post will be from sunny Canberra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1732008?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1732008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1732008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_17_archive.html#1732008' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1725357</id><published>2000-12-21T11:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-21T11:46:47.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I think I'm alergic to the conditioner:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do. I just used it and I'm sneezing like a motherfucker. What is it with kids these days? They're all either too rich or too poor, I think the middles class has been made unavailable to the under-thirtys of this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1725357?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1725357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1725357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_17_archive.html#1725357' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1720901</id><published>2000-12-21T02:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-21T02:54:06.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hands up who likes snow:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I do. Snowball fights are one of the best thigns ever. Much better than the dirtclod fights I have back home. So who wants to have their arse beaten by an Australian with a snowball?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1720901?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1720901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1720901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_17_archive.html#1720901' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1715210</id><published>2000-12-20T11:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-20T11:36:53.893+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Down with the ghetto:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here it is, snow. Every county has their schools closed already. Except DC. It's all because of the fucking ghetto. Ya see, they get fed at school so if there's no school then there's no food. It's times like this when I wish I lived in an actual state. Maybe they'll get closed later, that's anyones guess. Right now my only savious is &lt;a href = "http://weather.com"&gt; the weather channel website&lt;/a&gt;. You haven't lived untill you've screamed at an animation on your computer screen. it should snow on Friday so white christmas is all but guaranteed, fuck white christamsses. I want a white noschoolmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1715210?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1715210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1715210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_17_archive.html#1715210' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1711456</id><published>2000-12-20T04:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-20T04:52:26.453+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SNOW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's the crappy DC equivalent of snow but it's white and it's falling from the sky so I'm not complaining. Now if only it'd cool down a bit more. I'm going to jump off my house(three storeys) if we get a foor or more of snow. Pictures coming as soon as the snow does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1711456?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1711456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1711456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_17_archive.html#1711456' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1709168.post-1709270</id><published>2000-12-20T00:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2000-12-20T00:20:51.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Fuck off:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just got out of my English class because I'm such a damn good student. It's times like this that I'm glad I never say anything at school. Well the girl whom I love, who I speak to for hours and hours. The girl who makes my life complete, has lost her internet connection. Now &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;sucks. I don't know what I'm going to do with all teh hours I'm on ICQ with noone else to talk to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with people in DC? There was a puddle near my house yesterday, maybe an inch deep, completely confined to the edge of the road. There must have been 20-30kg of salt on that thing. I mean, sure, put own salt, no body wants to crash but how much does it fucking take? People here also drive like shit. Living in the ritziest part of of the ritziest city in America there's alot of kids who look like they're about twelve years old driving Suburbans, just like in the rap video. Fuck MTV, if it wasn't for you then these kids would be driving Honda Civics, like they're fucking supposed to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1709168-1709270?l=open24hours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1709270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1709168/posts/default/1709270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open24hours.blogspot.com/2000_12_17_archive.html#1709270' title=''/><author><name>Dom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16794029340649583800</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></entry></feed>
