<?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-33283103</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:57:32.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlubberWhisp</title><subtitle type='html'>Anything else that goes into my mind.. when i feel like to write it..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33283103.post-2105099355330367510</id><published>2008-12-30T19:02:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:55:55.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things to leave behind ..2008</title><summary type='text'>I regretted that i had so many things to share but never the time to write them down, nor having the luxury to have them posted here in my blog. Although, this blog looks more like a diary book, than blog, then again what is a personal blog. - personal web space?So many things i need to leave behind in 2008. All the regrets, failure, and memories. Of course, i need to be realistic, and on certain</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/2105099355330367510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=2105099355330367510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/2105099355330367510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/2105099355330367510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-many-things-to-leave-behind-2008.html' title='So many things to leave behind ..2008'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-6553028138362400670</id><published>2008-09-17T20:16:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:59:54.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It could have been great...</title><summary type='text'>Not everything seems to be going as planned. But then again, we can only plan, and what remain to be seen, is the outcome of the things you planned originally, and blah blah..But that's not exactly what I had in mind when I opened this wretched blog of mine. Yeah. I know. I can be real ass hole sometimes. But that just me. I can't change who I am. It's like pretending to be what I'm not. And I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/6553028138362400670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=6553028138362400670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/6553028138362400670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/6553028138362400670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-could-have-been-great.html' title='It could have been great...'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-2316022473839480005</id><published>2008-08-13T17:54:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:28:06.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexual Erruption</title><summary type='text'>I just L-O-V-E that song from Snopp Dogg. That's somehow happened last nite in my car. My long time lover has moved to the same town as where I am working. Yeah. We had our share of great time a year (or more) ago. Since then, I was too busy with my life, and work. she was having one bad relationship to another. Since then we limit ourselves to only meet up in YM.I sincerely feel sorry for her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/2316022473839480005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=2316022473839480005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/2316022473839480005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/2316022473839480005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/08/sexual-erruption.html' title='Sexual Erruption'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-6232646046064579841</id><published>2008-08-12T17:19:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:10:49.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just lucky or Shit just happen?  (P:2)</title><summary type='text'>Where was I?  Oh okay... hehehe... **my head is still intoxicated with beers**Anyway, as I was saying. I hit her left bust. I surfaced and popped right in front of her face. I didn't say a word for 12 seconds."sorry.. did I hit you? .." I said. She was real cool. Gave me a wondering look then gave me a short smile.So, no reaction. She started doing backstroke, and I continued diving. Until my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/6232646046064579841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=6232646046064579841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/6232646046064579841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/6232646046064579841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-lucky-or-shit-just-happen-p2.html' title='Just lucky or Shit just happen?  (P:2)'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-4971343526767924849</id><published>2008-08-12T00:56:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:19:19.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just lucky or Shit just happen?</title><summary type='text'>An old buddy of mine, weeks ago told me to keep blogging and update my blog often. But I can't. Blog ain't suppose to be always updated. Yeah. Me stubborn as a mule. I can't update everything all the time. Some shit i encountered worth sticking in my head, and some things just seems better when i leave it as a memoirs. It does, however feels much wonderful that way.I was talking to my best buddy,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/4971343526767924849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=4971343526767924849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/4971343526767924849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/4971343526767924849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-lucky-or-shit-just-happen.html' title='Just lucky or Shit just happen?'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-8308908854781787351</id><published>2008-06-19T22:55:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:19:35.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer, Sex &amp; Beer (part 4)</title><summary type='text'>/-contI was told long time ago that a 'very' matured women, can be very dangerous if she gets really jealous or annoyed.I guess I never really believed in it until it actually happened on me. But, I guess, even if a person who loves you can be very dangerous if you don't play your cards right. They kick ass back at ya if you are not careful.Same as what happened to me that nite. NO. This is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/8308908854781787351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=8308908854781787351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/8308908854781787351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/8308908854781787351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/06/beer-sex-beer-part-4.html' title='Beer, Sex &amp; Beer (part 4)'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-4050337354161152851</id><published>2008-06-18T17:31:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T17:49:27.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer, Sex &amp; Babes (part 3)</title><summary type='text'>****apology for slow update fellas. Just got back from outstation lol. been really busy -if ya know wuddamean :D****/cont:-part 3***********************************************************************That Sunday I was cleaning up my kitchen.When one of the girl from Friday nite called me.It took me by surprise that they actually called. Funny thing though, she didn't call to ask abouthow I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/4050337354161152851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=4050337354161152851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/4050337354161152851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/4050337354161152851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/06/beer-sex-babes-part-3.html' title='Beer, Sex &amp; Babes (part 3)'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-7332898943519487771</id><published>2008-06-11T00:21:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:28:45.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer, Sex &amp; Babes (part 2)</title><summary type='text'>What's worst than being force to fuck than legitimately want to fuck. Try being, half drunk, over dozed, and your dick is having a bleeding hard time to stand up. Oh I'm not in a hurry at all. And I don't have problem erecting. But believe you me, if you're half drunk like I was, a bit confused, dozing, and a dick fill with alchohol. That's not a way to have sex.But she lies there, with her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/7332898943519487771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=7332898943519487771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/7332898943519487771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/7332898943519487771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/06/beer-sex-babes-part-2.html' title='Beer, Sex &amp; Babes (part 2)'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-3677287106797197786</id><published>2008-06-10T01:33:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:40:44.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer, Sex and Babes</title><summary type='text'>January this year, I met a lady on the internet dating webby. I read her profile and thought maybe I could be a friend. So I started to send her IM. I never really though she would reply given that, she was 10 years older than me. But she looked awesome. I have to say that she has to be the sexiest 40's woman I ever met. She has an exact 24 year old body figure and a nice straight long hair. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/3677287106797197786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=3677287106797197786' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/3677287106797197786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/3677287106797197786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/06/beer-sex-and-babes.html' title='Beer, Sex and Babes'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-8830369499245836216</id><published>2008-04-24T19:54:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T01:26:54.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable 2007 (..she ended it, but she wants me back..)</title><summary type='text'>Sunday morning. /-I went back to the hotel where I left her last nite. Well not really last nite. More like a few hours ago. I couldn'y be sure cus, I was almost 5.26 when I left her sleeping like a baby exhausted.Boy, you should see the look on her face when I came back to pick her up. She was pretty mad at me. She was mad cause I left her all alone naked in the room all by herself. I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/8830369499245836216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=8830369499245836216' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/8830369499245836216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/8830369499245836216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/04/memorable-2007-she-ended-it-but-she.html' title='Memorable 2007 (..she ended it, but she wants me back..)'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33283103.post-1469554661861621824</id><published>2008-04-23T19:22:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T01:52:50.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Memorable 2007 (part III)</title><summary type='text'>Ha! .. Cheers to the 2 anonymous poster. If it weren't for you guys comments, I would have forgotten about this :p. Sorry for the late updates. I've been busy with graphics lately. Anyways...***********************************************************************************I will be honest here. All these "weird" kind of relationship "encounters" that i got my ass in to; lets say like in 10 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/1469554661861621824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=1469554661861621824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/1469554661861621824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/1469554661861621824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/04/most-memorable-2007-part-iii.html' title='Most Memorable 2007 (part III)'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-5543971168493838168</id><published>2008-04-15T19:28:00.022-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:13:37.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most memorable 2007 ( part ii)</title><summary type='text'>-/cont.Alas...the long winding and curvy road finally come to an end. As I reached the Crocker Range Tropic Garden, I sort of took a swift look at the stone mark by the left hand side of the road and it says there "12km to Kgu" . A sign of relief. So I continued, and sped all the way down towards the town.I took the first corner as I came out from the driveway. My mind was just focused on getting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/5543971168493838168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=5543971168493838168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/5543971168493838168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/5543971168493838168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/04/most-memorable-2007-part-ii.html' title='Most memorable 2007 ( part ii)'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-5517799566666905047</id><published>2008-04-14T00:59:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T02:05:00.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most memorable 2007</title><summary type='text'>I been thinking a lot about it. Not as much since, I know I can get over it. I always do. I'm not saying that I'm an ass hole or anything. Things just happen to me....Well.. urm..Not always. Things does not happen without some sort of encouragement. Simple rules : 'cause and effect. Something 'cause the action,  as a result, there has to be an effect of some sort..But....in my case.. it goes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/5517799566666905047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=5517799566666905047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/5517799566666905047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/5517799566666905047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/04/most-memorable-2007.html' title='Most memorable 2007'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-4722770758924969862</id><published>2008-04-13T20:45:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:25:42.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un-inspired 2008</title><summary type='text'>So many things has happen to me back in 2007. Some are bad, some are kool ones some just nice, some just things I wanna forget. 2007 definitely been dating like crazy. Not for serious relationship but just damn bored of my life. I need something to spice up my "next day". Work has been okay, but being naturally "me". I need to be daily inspired.Normally. I'm no Pub or Disco dude. I don't go to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/4722770758924969862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=4722770758924969862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/4722770758924969862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/4722770758924969862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2008/04/un-inspired-2008.html' title='Un-inspired 2008'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-9107944185136783632</id><published>2007-04-15T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T08:22:07.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a girl and 2 bottle of vodka..</title><summary type='text'>Met this very interesting girl a week back. She was a beer promoter in this beer me and my friend like to hang out sometimes. Just so happen that she was attending us and I don't know where it started then she and I get acquainted so fast and I met her couple of times after that.I never actually said or asked anything about her background but after that few times seeing her she seems very open to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/9107944185136783632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=9107944185136783632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/9107944185136783632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/9107944185136783632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2007/04/girl-and-2-bottle-of-vodka.html' title='a girl and 2 bottle of vodka..'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-116902249478032197</id><published>2007-01-17T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T00:28:14.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog Look</title><summary type='text'>*SIGH* took me almost forever to re-customize my blogs setting and its crappy layout. But it's all done, I'm happy and so...... i can get back to my office work. Until I have some gravy thought to jot down I'll leave this blog in peace first mwahaha....SR.COM is having a futsal game tonite. I don't know if can manage. See if I can lar.... My body is still aching since the last Sunday futsal game.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/116902249478032197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=116902249478032197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116902249478032197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116902249478032197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-blog-look.html' title='My New Blog Look'/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-116334205980956796</id><published>2006-11-12T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T06:34:19.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Morning I woke up I notice sumthing that will trouble for the rest of my day. Perhaps the rest of life if not forever. That accident the other day i did not lose anything or broke anything. But this morning I noted a crack on my front tooth! It worries me to lose a tooth especially the front side of my mouth. It's a digrace! A humiliation! I don't want to end up looking like a geek! I know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/116334205980956796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=116334205980956796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116334205980956796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116334205980956796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-morning-i-woke-up-i-notice.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-116322295327369119</id><published>2006-11-10T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:29:13.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of the things I hated the most is when people close to me keep grudging about money. Coming from a broken family, I really hate my mother so much I felt like killing somebody. She always comes home drunk and as always she blames me for something. That pisses me of. God knows how much this family name meant to me. But I don’t think I can take it any longer.      It is always about money, money</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/116322295327369119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=116322295327369119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116322295327369119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116322295327369119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-of-things-i-hated-most-is-when.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-116313867827290923</id><published>2006-11-09T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:12:05.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need a change in my life. I told one close friend that I'm planning to move towns and she don't fancy at all of my decision. I actually don't intend to but much have been happening in my personal life and I really need to get my life on the move again. I have a business share with some other friend and at the moment it is still going, but things has been picking up slow lately.Currently, I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/116313867827290923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=116313867827290923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116313867827290923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116313867827290923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-need-change-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-116313861073054751</id><published>2006-11-09T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:14:09.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been a while since i updated this blog. Been pretty busy.*sigh* what can i say about my current affair? Well for a star i had an accident. Well its a bit of a freak a bit really. I fell asleep while driving at 3.45am in the morning. I got stitches everywhere in my body. 2 stitches on my lower lip and1 in my elbow, 1 in the index finger, and 1 in the smaller ones.Not bad altogether though. Who my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/116313861073054751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=116313861073054751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116313861073054751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/116313861073054751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/11/been-while-since-i-updated-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115807539328586796</id><published>2006-09-12T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:48:47.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOW I KILLED A CAT AND FEEL OKAY ABOUT IT!!Lastnite, while I was alone with my PC around midnite, I heard a cranking in my kitchen and sounded like something has come crashing down. I stopped whatever I was doing and straight away went down to the kitchen. I switch on the light and saw my kitchen dustbin was in total mess. Infact the whole kitchen was in terrible mess. I knew immediately that my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115807539328586796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115807539328586796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115807539328586796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115807539328586796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-i-killed-cat-and-feel-okay-about.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115772334024608320</id><published>2006-09-08T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T05:51:43.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PETR CECH IS LEAVING CHELSEA FOR SNOOP DOGGY DOG RECORD LABEL!!Er.... no.. Some crap huh! Yeah it gives me the whack in the head for pics like this. Not to mention that Chelsea FC IS my favorite Premiership club, but the first time I look at this pic I was amazed that during Chelsea's off-season training camp in the US their even manage to squeeze their time to visit the Hollywood. This picture </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115772334024608320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115772334024608320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115772334024608320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115772334024608320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/09/petr-cech-is-leaving-chelsea-for-snoop.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115764829204861520</id><published>2006-09-07T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T09:04:07.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check this pics out! I know its a superimpose but I can't help to chuckles when I look at it. I think its COOL! Whoever did this must've one hell of a laugh. Ha! Ha!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115764829204861520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115764829204861520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115764829204861520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115764829204861520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/09/check-this-pics-out-i-know-its.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115762280069278679</id><published>2006-09-07T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:53:20.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How do I like a person?I think it sounded better than how I rate a person. If you like someone but you can’t reach into that person what do you do? I can say anything I want in here since this is my blog and I can get as dumb as I want to or say as many stupid things as I want to. I can be over acting sometimes. Not to mention being a jerk all at once. As much as try not to think I’ll be hurting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115762280069278679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115762280069278679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115762280069278679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115762280069278679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-do-i-like-person-i-think-it.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115759807372948758</id><published>2006-09-06T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T08:50:02.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had this terrible cough and a totally sucky fever since 2 days ago... so I didn't go to work and sit at home feeling sorry for my ass.. I got nose-stuck and I felt terrible. And bloody Boring too..! The part I hated most is when I cough, my throat hurts so much.. Taken some medication but it doesn't seem like its getting any better.. I hate it when Im sick...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115759807372948758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115759807372948758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115759807372948758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115759807372948758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-had-this-terrible-cough-and-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115700228587826868</id><published>2006-08-30T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T08:26:55.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wednesday, August 30th I went out boozing with those ladies again lastnite. I know its stupid, but she convinced me that it was her REALLY birthday. Both of them sitting facing each other just to see which side I will sit when I came to join them. Hell, I didn’t give a damn which side I’m sitting cos my plan was to accommodate their wishes and after a sip or two I’m outta here. Lets just call the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115700228587826868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115700228587826868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115700228587826868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115700228587826868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/08/wednesday-august-30th-i-went-out.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115684449292916188</id><published>2006-08-29T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T01:43:24.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>she called me again today. Inviting me for "another" of her birthday bash. Damn,.. No matter what i do, i can't get her to lay off me. I fear this will lead to more misery in my life. Did i ask for this? I don't think so. As good as it sound, this ain't no lie. Well maybe i've fantasize a wee bit about them fine gender, but hey that was as far as I wanted it to go. But this is way unbelievable. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115684449292916188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115684449292916188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115684449292916188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115684449292916188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/08/she-called-me-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115677931037699252</id><published>2006-08-28T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T07:35:10.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monday.. I finally found sumthing useful for this blog. It's either I am a moron or a total idiot for doing sumthing like this. If this be my online diary or daily note of my enigmatic life.. then fuck it all.I should probably put in some good words if I had any for the kind of life I'm having or I chose it to be this way. I've been a "life wanderers" for so long as I can remember. Beats me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115677931037699252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115677931037699252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115677931037699252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115677931037699252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/08/monday.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115643682011633326</id><published>2006-08-24T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T08:35:42.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's over midnite and I'm still thinking of what to write.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115643682011633326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115643682011633326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115643682011633326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115643682011633326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-over-midnite-and-im-still-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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-33283103.post-115643296171275701</id><published>2006-08-24T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T07:22:41.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went about the fuss of creating a web blog since everyone I knew seems SO attracted to it. I hope I can really put in real effort in this blog thingy. I never really bother 'bout stuff like this. My friend said it's a kind of online diary. So I better think of sumting to write. I'll pause here for a while.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/feeds/115643296171275701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33283103&amp;postID=115643296171275701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115643296171275701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33283103/posts/default/115643296171275701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blubberwhisp.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-went-about-fuss-of-creating-web-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>roe.burn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342932835438709368</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>
