<?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-7673817</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:51:21.859+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Property Telephones Information</title><subtitle type='html'>Charting Lewis's steady acceleration towards the grave.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109763042859564784</id><published>2004-10-13T02:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T02:20:28.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello my friends,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it has been a while.  My posts, like most everything in my life at the moment, seem to be slowing down.  I should be in my bed just now, considering i have a 9 o'clock lecture tomorrow and reading to do for a seminar, but my sleep pattern hasn't exactly been very regular recently.  What have i been up to? Correct, i shall tell you.  Going to the minimum of classes and doing enough uni work to get by.  Sleeping in the day, and playing computer when i'm not, often with others.  One of my current electronic obsessions is currently Tiger Woods PGA Tour 2005 - fear its addictive qualities! Others include the Sims 2 which i have resumed playing, and which has kept me up until now.  Other things i am enjoying at the moment are listening to björk and pavement and eating muesli. Mmmm.  Two of which i am doing at the moment. Today i also found out that i have pretty much run out of money again, which is nice.  Luckily, almost everything i want at the moment i can get for free on the internet, which &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;nice.  The other things i want, money can't really buy anyway - such as a good woman.  I really would like one of them, to share lots of my time and special feelings with, but there's not much i can do other than go out now and then and make an effort to speak to folk, which i do.  Speaking of which, my trusty (and also now skint) bro is having a party tomorrow in his flat which i shall attend, and hopefully have a good time at.  Then on friday it is a girl from my class's 21st party which should also be good fun, although i'll have to make an effort to set my alarm if i stay out late and not sleep in through 2 hours of work as i did this sunday.  I wasn't even sure it was possible to sleep all the way through until nearly 1 o'clock without waking, but apparently it is.  Oops.  Not much else going on with me, although i attended the law fair at uni today, where law firms tell you about traineeships and placements etc which got me thinking a bit about the future.  The idea of a law career doesn't seem so stinking now and i'm definitely going to investigate a summer placement with a firm for next summer.  I haven't been getting much riding (on my bike) done unfortunately, since the weather has been pretty gash when i've been awake or i've been asleep, which is not great, although i was out last week trying to get better at fakies, which is pretty much riding up a hill then back down backwards and turning 180º, and i made some progress.  I am pretty happy overall, although i have a bit of a cold, but it is not an evil one, and is quite nice for its drowsy effects at the right times, but apart from that everything is pretty much good i guess although slightly lonely at times.  Well, my bed and a few more pages of Join Me beckon, so i will say goodnight for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Goodnight for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109763042859564784?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109763042859564784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109763042859564784' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109763042859564784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109763042859564784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/10/hello-my-friends.html' title='Hello my friends,'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109658654128610805</id><published>2004-10-01T01:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T00:22:41.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That is what i am turning back into. The gap in posts on here is one symtpom, others include spending all my new-found free time drowning in alcohol or wallowing in my bed. Part of my salvation came in getting out on my bike almost all day yesterday, and gettting a few new moves under my belt. Was a really great day and was so good to get back on my bike after not riding it for so long for one reason (being ill) or another (my freewheel being fucked). Despite threading the nut on my rear wheel i got some no-footers in at kemnay, and was doing some cool feeble grinds in town. Doing new tricks is such an amazing confidence boost and just makes you so pumped and willing to ride more and more. So i can safely say that i'll be out on my bike lots, weather permitting. Today was a bummer in that respect. Got up all ready to set up my new oddyssey brake setup with Jay and get out riding but it has been pishing with rain or dull and drizzly all day. I ended up going into my 9 o'clock lecture (I have them 4 days a week now since starting back at uni, but thankfully they seem to be almost the only classes i have) and then coming home to watch a couple of videos before falling asleep in the early afternoon for like 4 hours! I really like having naps in the afternoon when it is all wet and cold, and i have no real obligations, and this was one killer nap. After that i headed round to mariam's for some hot dogs and family guy - what a combination. It has been her birthday for 15 minutes now and it's her joint party with McFly tomorrow night which should be ace. Liam and Alex are away in London for a while, so they will miss the party, but it'll hopefully be a rocking time and i should meet some new folk. Everything is pretty sweet altogether really, although i was a bit disappointed with myself going from working all day and exercising in the evenings and eating well to drinking every night and sleeping all day and eating shit as i did in fresher's week, and i'm hoping to get back to a better balance now. You wouldn't believe the difference in how good you feel with slight changes in diet and exercise patterns, as well as drinking less. Maybe you would, but it's still amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, i must crack on with the glorious task of ripping my CD collection to the computer, and there is a glass of red wine waiting to be drunk right here, so i shall bid you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;adieu for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109658654128610805?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109658654128610805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109658654128610805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109658654128610805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109658654128610805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/10/lazy-bitch.html' title='Lazy bitch'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109536964733682814</id><published>2004-09-16T22:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T22:20:47.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Clown features</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't worry, i'm not saying you look like a clown, the title just lets you know that the word 'clown' features in this post.  I was sitting there all at a loss, when one word slammed into the back of my forehead from my brain tank. It was the word 'blog' and as if it were given me as a command, i obeyed, without a salute or anything, but queitly and without complaint, since blog is a thing which is actually good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, the word 'clown' is like my top word at the moment.  I find it really funny, and it has been featuring heavily in the pranks i am going to miss so much at work when i finish tomorrow.  I'm having a really great time just now and getting on with everyone, but maybe its just cos i know i'm gettting out and i'm going to be starting something fresh and new, and not that i'm going to be stuck measuring out bags of SAPP RD-1 indefinitely that i am feeling so god damned good all the time.  I have been meeting and speaking to lots of new people and trying to do as much stuff as possible lately, and there's loads more happening soon.  The aforementioned fresher's week and jsut starting back at uni and speaking to people, old and new, which is going to be awesome.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Having free time in the day too, which is going to be especially good seeing as it's turned from summer to winter in like 1 picosecond and it seems to get dark ridiculously early.  It's also freezing just now.  I closed my window for the first time in months and months and its been shut for days.  I wake up in the mornings and my feet are cold and its not pleasant.  At least the bathroom is always toasty, eliminating the 'i-don't-wanna-get-up-and-go-to-a-freezing-bathroom-and-be-naked-and-wake-up' thought which has been such a commonplace thing in my pasts.  I am loth to turn the heating back on though, since the electricity bill we got last time it was on was jsut ridiculous.  I think jumpers and thick socks will be the order of the day, and pretty soon hats and scarves are going to become very welcome.  I won't let it get to the Withnail and I stage of deep heat all over the body (hopefully) but i'm ready to fight the winter in as economically a way as i can.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The massive hooded top i bought today should come in handy.  Went down to late night shopping again after work and managed to get rid of more money than i should have, but what the hell is it for after all?  I got some trousers which is always amazing because i find trousers i like and that fit about as often as something which very rarely happens.  Eclipses or something.  Also got the latest third eye blind album which sounds great although one of the main players from the previous albums, Kevin Cadogan, mysterisouly has nothing to do with it.  Can't find anything definite about what happenend, but it would seem he became no longer a member of the band in 2000AD.  Sad, as you can notice his presence missing on the new album.  That's not to say that it's not good, it still is, but just slightly different from their previous stuff. I also got another Pavement album Terror Twilight, which i am listening to now.  It sounds ace, SM working his magic as usual.  If you haven't heard of either of these bands, they are both excellent, and you should check them out pronto.  I'll leave the adventure of finding them up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My bike still isn't fixed which is pissing me off since i want to get out riding, but it doesn't look like anything will get done til Mingo comes back from holiday ie the start of next week.  That is poo, and i dread to think what has actually gone wrong, and what it might do to my already fragile bank balance.  Saying that, i just remembered i pre-ordered the Sims 2 to get tomorrow.  It looks freaking awesome, and if it's addictive as the first one, it should account for a fair few hours of the next months.  Hey, better now than near the exams.  Far easier and more fun to get the lives of little digital people in order than my own, so do that i shall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, i have a glass of red wine to sup, and some.. things to do.  Maybe.  I jsut realised i don't know what i want to do.  I think i shall cruise the net and listen to some new tunes.  Ahh, the bliss of chillaxation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laterz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109536964733682814?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109536964733682814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109536964733682814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109536964733682814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109536964733682814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/09/clown-features.html' title='Clown features'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109502638002294487</id><published>2004-09-12T22:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T22:59:40.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no type</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello one and all.  I keep meaning to post more, and i'm going to get in the habit of doing so, but i just seem so busy at the moment.  Only one more week of constant work however, then the fun can begin, with FRESHER'S WEEK!  (Read 'a week long party'.)  I have just been working and partying all weekend as usual.  It was Rusty's 18th so we were out getting hammered last night, but after friday night's 4 hours of sleep and a saturday at crap converters i was pretty tired.  Didn't stop me having fun, but by half 2 when i kept falling asleep at the table in exodus despite 100+dB of music, i thought it was time to call it a night.  Has been a grand weekend overall though, including an excellent meal at La Lombarda which i have just returned from.  I have that excellent warm sleepiness going on, all full of good food and wine, just nice and drowsy.  Thought i'd keep you punks up to date on my hella exciting life, and then i'm going to hit the sack for some much-needed shut-eye.   I've just noticed that there are a fair few hyphens in that last sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am a bit bummed that my little bike seems to be ill.  The freewheel at the back seems to be slipping, meaning annoying cracky slips and knees hitting the handlebars hard.  I shall endeavour to fix it tomorrow night and hopefully get out riding soon - i've not had much chance lately with being ill and heavily occupied.  The free time i'll have back at uni will be ace, i can't wait.  I just hope the days stay as pleasant as they are at the moment for a while longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's about all i have to say for now, but i promise i'll post within a shorter time than the time between the post between the last one and this one, so there's something for you to look forward to, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feeling pretty damned happy in general at the moment and its just grand.  On that positive note, i bid you goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109502638002294487?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109502638002294487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109502638002294487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109502638002294487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109502638002294487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/09/long-time-no-type.html' title='Long time no type'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109433922167167001</id><published>2004-09-04T23:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T00:07:01.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had Bill Withers in my mind as i wrote that.  It has been a pretty lovely day in a few ways today.  Firstly, i am feeling quite a bit healthier, which is nice, but not quite enough to avoid a day off from crap converters.  What a shame.  Gonna do tomorrow as a trial day back at work but i reckon i'll be nearly back to normal by then.  Perhaps not well enough to ride tomorrow night, i don't want to push my luck, but well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What an amazing day it was today! So sunny all day, with a warm breeze that was never too cold, but never got too warm.  I had to get out of here to test my wellness, and just to get out in a day like that.  Headed down the town and saw Dodgeball, which was really funny.  I'm loving all these 'frat pack' movies coming out at the moment, with all the same middle-ged, i-should-know-better faces popping up.  Vince Vaughn, Will Ferrell, Ben Stiller etc.  Also saw the trailer today for Anchorman which looks ace - Will Ferrell, you rock.  Came home after a pint in the sunshine on the Revolution balcony, to watch The Girl Next Door, which was actually really good, and damn funny in places too.  Plus it has Elisha Cuthbert - mmmmmmmmm.  Just this minute now finished watching A Mighty Wind, the docu-style movie about folk music with the same faces from This Is Spinal Tap and Best In Show, which i have yet to see, but i hear is good.  I'm downloading it, along with a stack of other movies right now.  Shaun of the Dead, Eternal Sunshine - ace.  I've just realised that's a pretty damn film-packed day for me, but i also made a damn tasty chilli, which is nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not sure what i'm gonna do now, everyone else is out on the town, but Dave Gorman's Googlewhack Book I'm reading at the moment is tempting me - I'd definitely reccomend it, kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, until the next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109433922167167001?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109433922167167001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109433922167167001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109433922167167001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109433922167167001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/09/lovely-day.html' title='Lovely Day'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109420863243564996</id><published>2004-09-03T11:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T11:50:32.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm still feeling really ill - i meant to post last night but i feel so drained all the time, everything is a massive effort, and leaves me wheezing and sweating - but on the upside i've had plenty of time to myself to watch films and read and find Googlewhacks.  I can even feel this post is going to be half-hearted, i just can't be bothered.  Think today will consist of more internet and movies and reading, and i may even have the weekend off from crap converters at this rate.  Just hope i can get some quiet time to myself, think the others have a busy weekend planned.  I really want to be out biking too but if walking 100m to the shop is leaving me totally knackered and out of breath i think riding may actually kill me.  It's been fine having a few days off but now i just want to get better.  I shall leave you with a link to one of the best games i have found on here lately - the eternally wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hangman.no/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hangman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ciao for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109420863243564996?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109420863243564996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109420863243564996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109420863243564996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109420863243564996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-am-sick.html' title='I am sick'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109403994002332933</id><published>2004-09-01T12:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T12:59:00.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bums</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Howdy ladies and gents, just sitting here at the comp with the sun blazing outside.  Pretty sad, but believe me, i'd rather be out there on my bike, just don't think it'd be a good idea.  As you can see from the time of this post i am at home and not work, since i am feeling rather crap.  Got up yesterday with a bastard of a sore throat, but since then it seems to have developed into something worse.   I think the fact i was out biking for 4 hours last night probably hasn't helped matters, but i wasn't feeling too shit til i got up today.  Work was definitely not a good idea, so i thought i'd stay here and rest up. Today would be perfect for biking too, but i don't want to push my luck. Just finished watching the special anniversary edition of E.T. which was ace - the God that is Spielberg at his best.  Just thinking what to do with the rest of the day - but i have a feeling it will involve computer games and perhaps some more toast - it's a hard life, eh?  Anyway, i have a bowl to clean and my internal toilet alarm is going off, so i shall leave you for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7673817-109403994002332933?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109403994002332933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109403994002332933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109403994002332933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109403994002332933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/09/bums.html' title='Bums'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109389163792055031</id><published>2004-08-30T19:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T19:47:17.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here i am again!  Should be posting more than i am, but not always got interesting stuff to say, and i always seem to be busy.  Had a pretty good weekend, we were out friday and saturday, and slipped some bowling there too, which was nice.  Crap converters was tolerable, and it was a pretty damned good weekend overall, although last night's attempt to get to kemnay for some biking was marred by ridiculous rain which appeared from nowhere after a gloriously sunny day.  Typical, and today my suspicions that the weather gods hate me was confirmed somewhat by the fact that the EXACT SAME rain situation occured as we tried to go to kemnay this afternoon.  I was a bit bummed after having taken a day off work to bike, but we had a good morning at 20 twenty (the bike shop) watching DVDs and i got some glow in the dark pedals for my bike which are pretty awesome since they match the colour of my frame and are GLOW IN THE DARK.  We also went down to the beach and found some great spots for biking, and i was pretty pleased with my day overall.  Was going to go out last night but i was hella tired and i went to bed instead, but we are going to see Riddick tonight and then going out for drinks to wish Hannah farewell as she is going to France for 3 weeks.  That is my plan - i shall post later perhaps, but back to work tomorrow so i'll be looking forward to my bed when i get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laterz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109389163792055031?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109389163792055031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109389163792055031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109389163792055031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109389163792055031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/ping.html' title='Ping!'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109356316738647583</id><published>2004-08-27T00:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T20:38:13.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello, i have once again had a pleasant evening. I have been playing Doom 3 which is fucked up but wonderful, much like myself! Also i have begun watching the third series of 24 - God, how i have missed you Jackie B. Anyhow, i just made this which i thought i would post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookalikes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/glen-avid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;src&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109356316738647583?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109356316738647583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109356316738647583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109356316738647583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109356316738647583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109347030098795992</id><published>2004-08-25T22:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T22:48:52.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Just chillaxing in my new chair, which was actually a bit of a bitch to build, but is ace. Wanted to see if i could post a pic - if this works, expect more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/beer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109347030098795992?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109347030098795992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109347030098795992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109347030098795992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109347030098795992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/test.html' title='A test'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109346610255656376</id><published>2004-08-25T21:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T21:35:02.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>W00t!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Phew, just in from biking and out of my second shower of the day, feeling nice and clean, and generally pretty damn good.  Got some talking done today which has cleared the air with regard to certain situations, and getting out on my bike always seems to help put things in perspective and boost my mood.  A strong dose of retail therapy has hepled matters too, in the form of a big pimpin' chair for my desk, which was definitely necessary to replace the wooden bastard from ikea (Don't know how you cope Sheona, think your seat is the same only without spinning! Double agony!)  Anyway, i am just about to assemble that, then settle back to watch the Props Megatour 3 BMX DVD - Bong!  That'll top off a positive evening quite well.  Hope everyone has had an equally enjoyable day, i shall write more words for you later.  I have just realised lately how sloppy my use of the english language has become, but i really don't care that much! hahaha! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109346610255656376?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109346610255656376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109346610255656376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109346610255656376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109346610255656376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/w00t.html' title='W00t!'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109338369543031607</id><published>2004-08-24T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T22:41:55.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It is all like blade runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with rain pouring down outside seemingly constantly. I am in the state of mind just now though where the rain is a welcome thing, the type of mood where you are happy to be inside, and can let the rain fall down out there and enjoy the warmth and comfort of the indoors. That kind of thing. It is nice to listen to the rain outisde, whilst lying in your bed. I have had a couple of glasses of red wine and am feeling good and relaxed, especially now that i've stopped playing Doom 3 for the night. That is one bitch of a scary game, but well worth playing, i might add. I'm feeling a bit better in general. Had a chat to my mum about what i've been up to and my weekend away, which always makes me feel a bit better about things. All the time i seem to be able to talk to my parents more as friends than the authoritarian opposition they seem at times when you are younger. I talk to my mum about everything now, and even when she doesn't have a solution for anything it makes me feel better to know she knows and cares. I am really lucky to have such great parents, and i've started to really appreciate them, the same as good friends, althought i know sometimes i an get on everyone's nerves, especially with my highly active imagination. Its just nice to know that there are people around who care about you and worry about you, and i hope everyone out there has at least someone like that. Sometimes i might care too much about certain people, and that might be the reason for some of the stupid things i do, but its just the way i am, i guess. Starting to ramble a bit now, but that's what a couple of glasses of wine can do for you. Have had a good relaxing evening, and i just hope things can carry on like this for the little while til i get back to uni. I'm starting to really look forward to this, to start some new things and get out of my constant work routine. I find if i keep my mind occupied it tends not to wander and do me harm, so to try out new things and meet new people is always good, and that's why fresher's week is my next big thing to look forward to. With the new union just around the corner hopefully going to be finished by the time we get back, it should be good for meeting new people, and hopefully won't be a bad place to go for a few jars of an evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always nice to have something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, goodnight to everyone, and i hope that happiness is featuring largely in your lives at this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109338369543031607?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109338369543031607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109338369543031607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109338369543031607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109338369543031607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-is-all-like-blade-runner.html' title='It is all like blade runner'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109336543902116473</id><published>2004-08-24T17:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T17:37:19.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It is rainy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just in from work, how wonderful to be back at the old grindstone (it's not really wonderful, but it isn't actually &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad.)  The day went fairly slow, and its been grey and rainy all day which hasn't got me in the best of moods.  Still feeling a bit shit about the weekend, although i realise i had been a bit rude to Chris at the weekend, and perhaps he got the wrong idea about some of my comments last night.  So, apologies there, i didn't mean to be a dick to you in Ireland, just wasn't having a great time of it as i've explained, and i wasn't referring to you in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With that aside, i've not got much planned tonight.  I had been looking forward to some biking but its unlikely to happen now, but not to worry, i'm still pretty tired after the weekend anyway.  I think a bout of mafia moveis may be in order, and as i still haven't seen The Godfather Part II, i think it is top of the list for watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ended up going to see M Night. Shyamalan's 'The Village' last night, instead of the planned Bourne fest, but we might do that later in the week.  Just going to go off and allow you to think of me as a dick, and in the words of Jerry Springer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take care of yourselves, and each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109336543902116473?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109336543902116473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109336543902116473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109336543902116473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109336543902116473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-is-rainy.html' title='It is rainy'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109326432007641763</id><published>2004-08-23T13:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T17:38:51.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, its me, and i can't say i'm not incredibly glad to be home. Was away in dublin as you may have gathered, but it wasn't quite the weekend of fun i was expecting. A certain person made it pretty miserable most of the time, what with going out of their way to make me feel alientated, uncomfortable, and about as welcome as a fart in a spacesuit. And i'm not just having a moan, you can tell me to shut up if you like, but it was really pretty horrible and clearly on purpose. Just a little bit of civility would have made all the difference, i was ready to have fun with everyone but clearly someone was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the main reason i went to Ireland, to see the frames, was worth it. These guys are definitely one of my top favourite bands, and most probably one of the best bands in the world at the moment, and the gig in marlay park on saturday was easily the best concert i have ever been to. Halite; Bell X1, who are awesome also; Idlewild (dissapointing live again); and Supergrass played too, but all of these guys were completely blown out of the water by the awesome might that is Glen Hansard and his Frames. The atmosphere for the gig was incredible, everyone was super-pumped to be seeing these guys, and they were probably even more excited, clearly having never played to a crowd the same size as the alleged 15000 present. They put on an amazing show, packed with energy and some of the best songs, playing almost all the tunes i wanted to hear, and encouraging some serious(ly awful) singing along on my part. They even managed to slip in covers of michael jackson's billie jean (moonwalking whilst playing one of the funkiest basslines in the world definitely deserves a medal), and the best cover of the pixies' 'where is my mind?' i have heard, perfectly timed, just as i thought they were going to go offstage. There was even a surreal impromptu folk-rap session complete with bananas being thrown to the crowd, which just topped it off, giving me everything that i'd want when seeing a band live. Even damien rice came on stage midway during a cover of his tune, then proceeded to play a radiohead cover! An absolutely fantastic gig, and the atmosphere of sheer joy was just incredible, prompting some of the best audience participation i've heard in some time. The shocking resemblance between Glen Hansard and Avid Merrion still amuses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gig was absolutely awesome, and it was nice to get some time off work, but the only weekend away after working 7 days for who knows how long could have been a bit better, but what can you do eh? Just had a much-needed haircut, and got the tidying of my room and the kitchen to look forward to, but for now i will relax and feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch youse later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7673817-109326432007641763?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109326432007641763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109326432007641763' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109326432007641763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109326432007641763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109260615925255052</id><published>2004-08-15T22:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T22:42:39.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm like a whistle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the sense that i am clean.  I hear whistles are clean.  You may know otherwise, but that's what i've heard.  Just out my third shower of the day, after another sweatfest on my bike out at kemnay.  Was an excellent evening though, and i did some new stuff which is always great.  Feeling pretty darned good actually.  Managed to resist the temptation to go out on friday night and had the first un-hungover day at crap converters... ever, i think.  Then went out to mariam and hannah's flatwarming last night, before heading to exodus.  Managed not to get too drunk and had a pretty great night.  Got ireland this weekend, have been looking forward to it, but now i hear i may have driven one of my friends, who may not regard me as a friend any longer, to consider not going, so that is a bit bad.  I hope its just a silly thought and everyone does go and have a great time, but the fact that i have been such a dick as to make someone feel that isn't too hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still, i'm in a good mood and this week at work should be fine.  I'll certainly enjoy a break from crap converters for a while anyway, and ireland will be good i hope, i'm sure as hell ready for it to be, just hope everyone else is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not got much other news, as its the same old shit most of the time, but i shall post again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be well, one and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109260615925255052?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109260615925255052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109260615925255052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109260615925255052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109260615925255052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-like-whistle.html' title='I&apos;m like a whistle.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109234581046980887</id><published>2004-08-12T22:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T22:23:30.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been running all around like a chicken sans tete this eve, what with punctures in dog shit and moving all over town in various manners (long and not very exciting story) but i got my bike! And it's freaking awesome! I am pretty darned pleased with it.  It's nice and light and smooth compared to the ones i've been riding, i can manoeuvre it well and its gonna be fucking ace to get it out to kemnay on sunday and rip it up.  You can probably tell i'm pretty pumped about this, which is what i am.  I also ate a hawaiian (sp?) burger from sizzlers which was great, cheers to gordon for the tip off there.  Gordon also got his £950 bike today, it is a pimp-machine and no mistake.  Anyway, going to go calm down, feeling all warm and good after a shower.  Think i shal have a glass of red wine and hit the sack shortly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BONG.  That's not a command to do dope or anything, just a kind of noise/farewell thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laterz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109234581046980887?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109234581046980887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109234581046980887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109234581046980887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109234581046980887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109226409099896870</id><published>2004-08-11T23:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T23:41:30.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I mean that in the 'hello' sense, but it has actually been a good evening on the whole.  Just finished watching 'Dog Soldiers' with my bro, it is about werewolfs and is actually pretty good.  Also i have watched 'I'm Alan Partridge' series 2 which was fantastic. 'Lynne i've pierced me foot on a spiiiiiiiiike'  Wasn't going to post, but thought i'd do a quick one before i head to sleep.  Got to my bed at 2230 last night, yet was tired as all hell today at work.  Bit later tonight but still earlier than usual, so perhaps i'll be good tomorrow.  Not really got much of interest to say, since i've not been doing much else other than working.  Latest news on my bike is that i should have it friday, which is great, just hope the rain has fucked off by then.  The persistent Scotch Mist isn't so bad, since i'm quite a fan of mist and fog, but the rain ain't my best mate, especially when i have outdoors plans.  Right, got to get off to bed now, so good evening one and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109226409099896870?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109226409099896870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109226409099896870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109226409099896870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109226409099896870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/good-evening.html' title='Good evening'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109200257327438601</id><published>2004-08-08T22:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T23:06:43.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I roolz ok</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't really, just feeling in a pretty good mood and that seemed like a cool title. Have just returned from the skate park at kemnay, where i was riding piglet (my bro) and bob's bikes, since mine has not arrived yet. Should be here in the next few days - AWESOME. Will try to find a pic of it to put up soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Had an ace time out there tonight, and did some cool stuff which has boosted my confidence somewhat. In addition, the other guys from around here who bike are sound, and well-receptive of us beginners, which is good. Going to see tomorrow about a bike rack to strap onto Gordon's pimpin Audi A8 quattro so we can get all 4 bikes in and out easily. The aberdeen skate park should be ready soon tho too, which is great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, apart from BMX adventures, haven't been up to much today. Still haven't done the washing up, and the mould in that wok is starting to take over the kitchen. Mmmmmm. Had the first un-hungover day at Crap Converters today, but it wasn't much better. Got to fill in that application form for John Lewis tomorrow if i can - the job shall be mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd better get to sleep soon, should be easy after my exertion earlier, so i shall bid you all goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109200257327438601?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109200257327438601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109200257327438601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109200257327438601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109200257327438601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-roolz-ok.html' title='I roolz ok'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109191844112830247</id><published>2004-08-07T23:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T23:41:23.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like total shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But for once, thankfully, its just physically feeling shit, not my brain. Although myhead does hurt quite a lot. Feels like someone is trying to force my left eyeball out of my head, and it isn't very pleasant. To be honest, sore heads are probably a very strong contender for my most loathed things. I have alos been sweating constantly all day, and i am ridiculously tired. Work today was probably one of the most uncomfortable and horrible experiences of my life. 8 and a bit hours on the edge of sleep, my eyes closing as i walk around in a daze, my head slowly getting more painful as the amazonian temperatures and humidity slowly deplete every drop of liquid from my body. I'm just glad the manager is still away on holiday. It was fucking loathsome. Got an application form for John Lewis on my break though - so i'm just going to keep applying til i get a job. This one is weekends in audio/visual which would be awesome, so hoping it goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of today was pretty great, but marred slightly by my still-present headache and tiredness. Got home from work, and after a much needed shower, passed out on my bed, waking only for a curry prepared by alex, and later, to get up to go bowling, which has been awesome as usual. I really love bowling now, and i'm glad we're going loads. Even my piercing headache and the fact i was almost asleep couldn't spoil my enjoyment, and i came 2nd in the 2nd game to a ridiculously great 173 by bruce. Can't remember what my score in the first game was though. Couldn't handle any more than a couple of pints, or heading out with the guys to exodus, after my monster fucker of a night last night. Haven't been that drunk in a long time, and don't think i've ever freaked out and acted so weird like i was ever. Was pretty horrible by the end of the night. Just going to puddle around on here for a bit then head to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to write anything exciting, but i'll post tomorrow for def.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109191844112830247?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109191844112830247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109191844112830247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109191844112830247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109191844112830247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-feel-like-total-shit.html' title='I feel like total shit.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109186520960545662</id><published>2004-08-07T08:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T08:54:06.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh christ.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went out last night with a lot of my friends, including some who are staying back in brechin, tonight, and i ended up having a really great night until on the way home i fond out i was ridiculously drunk. I got home and started feeling bad so just lay about all depressed til i managed to get everyone away to bed, telling them i had to be at work in 4 hours (20 mins now). Then started getting fucking crazy and i was acting in totally mental ways which scared me a lot. I didn't like it one bit.finally managed to gain some semblane of control and got to sleep a few hours ago. I am totally fucked for work today, just hoping my boss ain't there to fireme for stinking of alcohol again. Think i may take it easy tonight and give exodus a miss, but bowling still sounds like fun. My eyes are all over the place, trying to be drunk and fall asleep at the same time. I wish so much i didn't have to go to work, but i must, to keep this job.&lt;br /&gt;I now have a cup of hardcore black special coffee which is disgustin but will maybe get me going, and perhaps help to mask the stink of alcohol on me. What a total fucking clown i can be, feeling totally shit now after last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'd better get on, will post later with nicer things to say i hope.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109186520960545662?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109186520960545662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109186520960545662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109186520960545662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109186520960545662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/oh-christ.html' title='Oh christ.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109163828308778636</id><published>2004-08-04T17:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T17:51:23.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My ass is broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or at least i think it is.  If it isn't, it's hella sore.  And i'm not talking about the hole by the way; i've not been up to some lewd acts or whatever, i mean the buttocks part.  The reason for this may have something to do with being pinned against a metal shelving unit and crushed by a forklift truck at work, but it could have been something else.  My hypothesis is the former.  Anyway, got a bit of a scare.  If that truck had gone a little bit further it'd have been 'bye bye pelvis, hello paralysis', but luckily this particular circumstance did not come to be.  I am hoping however that something isn't seriously hurt, but i think i'll be ok.  Apart from that, was a fine day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night i went out after getting back from having tea at my grandpa's (bervie chipper - mmmmm) but it was pretty pointless, and i headed home after a couple of drinks in the ridiculously overpriced tiger tiger.  I ate a kebab too.  Doner. At 2330, which is pretty early for a kebab, really.  I don't even know why, seeing as i wasn't that hungry.  Was worrying about a dreaded doner hangover today, but the key symptoms of dirty throat and general malaise are not present, which is thankful.  I'm actually quite awake this eve, which may have something to do with my near-death experience earlier, but is probably because i got a bit more sleep than normal last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really don't have much more interesting to say, other than it has been decided the prague trip is off for the moment, due to financial circumstances.  It's cool though, since Ireland will be pimpin' and i can go on holiday another time.  This will leave money for other things i need, likme food and a chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's about it for now.  Hopefully going bowling tonight, if anyone else lets me know they are interested, so i may post afterwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Until then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;keep it slinky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109163828308778636?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109163828308778636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109163828308778636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109163828308778636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109163828308778636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-ass-is-broken.html' title='My ass is broken'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109149050134417877</id><published>2004-08-03T00:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T00:51:39.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse the internet (but not too hard, please)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was just about to head to bed, thinking 'it is way past your bed time sir, plus if you write in your blog now it will be short and boring' but i couldn't really resist. I am too persuasive over myself. Anyhow, i returned recently from Hog's Head where i went for the birthday celebration of a girl who lived upstairs from me in halls last year. It consisted of a few pints and me (literally) trying to keep my eyes open. I'm sure i am either super-tired or someone or something had sneakily attached a form of mass to my eyelids. Either way, i had to make like a tree and get out of there. So now i am here, eating some foods which i don't really want so much all of a sudden. I am pretty pumped about the fact that i ordered my new bike today. You can see details of the current model &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mongoose.com/bikes/detail.php?id=196&amp;brandLine=Pro_International&amp;amp;brandID=11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, but i am getting the new model which comes out next week and will be in the colour named 'bone'. I imagine it will be a slightly off white, super-light and tres awesome brownish colour. A good thing i hope you will agree. I should have it by next week and will be busting out tailwhips before you can say 'holy shit i can't believe you are about to do that, are you sure its safe?' So, today was a good day. Quick and easy at work, all moving all slow and stuff like i like, then a pleasant evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll tell you what though. Lately i have been sleeping pretty lightly, and i tend to wake up 2 or 3 times a night, sometimes quite short of breath. That maybe sounds crap to you, but i really like it, because i always think ' oh crap its probably about time to get up and that makes me sad' but it almost always tends to be like the middle of the night and i can just take a puff of ventolin and hot-foot it back to the land of nod, feeling all great cos i have more sleep, and really appreciate it, since i don't when just heading to bed normally (like now.) But i woke up all confused in the night last night, and i remember reaching to get something from my bed, then turning my head quickly back, when suddenly i was struck hard by the corner of my bedside table, right on my head! It must have been something to do with me moving my head into the table really fast, but i can't be sure. Anyhow, it really hurt, and i was a bit annoyed, but not too much, considering the circumstances. I thought to myself though: ' oh, its cool, it'll only be about 3 (o'clock in the morning) and i can get some great sleep now', but upon looking at a clock i found that it was in fact 0638! Ten minutes before my first (of three) alarm goes off. It was a stinking bummer, but didn't actually make me feel too bad. I made the most of my ten minutes and got up, feeling pretty good, apart from tired, and had a great day. I don't really know what the purpose of that story was, but that is what happened to me. I hate when i have an alarm that goes off at a particular time for a long period of time, and i start waking up before it. What is really the point, body? I mean, why do you do it? You know the alarm is there, why not just let it do its job instead of acting all clever while i'm out for the count? I do appreciate you, just not doing that, so please stop. Its a bad start to the day and will just make me treat you bad, so quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right, that's about all. I need sleep, like i say every night. I'll probably go the rest of my life needing sleep, but i can catch up when i'm dead, huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take it easy, kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109149050134417877?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109149050134417877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109149050134417877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109149050134417877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109149050134417877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/curse-internet-but-not-too-hard-please.html' title='Curse the internet (but not too hard, please)'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109135446762279288</id><published>2004-08-01T10:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T17:32:25.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up ver.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just a quick post before i head to work AGAIN. Feeling pretty bummed about the events of last night, and my inadvertantly crapping all over alex's night. Also that the girl alex likes likes me, whereas i'd rather he was with her and don't like her as much. See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://alexgittins.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'s blog for more details. I'm just hoping at this point that he is feeling ok, and that everything is cool between us. Other than this situation, everything is pretty sweet, i'm not feeling too bad like in tiredness or hungover, but that is probably thanks to my good old special coffee (see below). Anyhow, i would write more, such as about my adventures dancing on a dancing arcade machine to 'cotton eye joe' wearing massive boots, and completing it, but i must dash, will post later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Peace, brothers and sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109135446762279288?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109135446762279288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109135446762279288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109135446762279288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109135446762279288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/wake-up-ver2.html' title='Wake up ver.2'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109133319594189453</id><published>2004-08-01T05:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T05:14:31.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is my post, as promised, late as it may be.  Never reak a promise if i can help it, in fact, will only break one in super-exceptional circmstances.  Promises and love - two things i don't like to get frivolous about.  That spellingis probably proper wacked, but anyhow.  Have just got in from a good night out.  Couple of games of bowling, which i somehow managed to win (pure fluke and team arrangement being my main advantages)  then on to exodus, which was great.  There were a few hiccups and misunderstandings, but nothing which i hope won't be fine in the morning, as it was nothing major.  I am ridiculously freaking tired.  My eyes kept closing earlier and it honestly felt like they were glued together when i tried to open them.  Should really be in my bed now since i have to be up in 5 hours, but a promise is a promise and i like writing in my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have been thinking a lot recently about what would be awesome, and that is for me to one day live in a house beside a lake surrounded by dense woodland, with a boat to go fishing in a lot, since fishing is great.  The house would be primarily built from wood and would be so warm and home-like inside.  There may even be a dog.  It would be really great, and i hope one dayi live out this idea.  Who knows who will be there to live it with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought of some other cool stuff today, but i have unfortunately forgotten most of it, which is becoming quite an annoying habit of mine.  I keep thinking of things i want to do and say, either straight away or in the future, and then forget them immediately.  Haven't been taking any drugs, so i don't know why that would happen, other than my brain is fucked, which wouldn't surprise me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, i really need to get sleep.  Gonna set up a nice playlist and head to bed, will post again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good night/morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109133319594189453?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109133319594189453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109133319594189453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109133319594189453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109133319594189453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/08/here-it-is.html' title='Here it is.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109126056030104476</id><published>2004-07-31T08:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T17:34:16.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Here i go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just had special coffee. It is time to go now, but i just thought about the ridiculous uncomfortable heat i'm going to have to endure all day in that bloody shop again. Really buildng up a total hatred for the place just cos it steals my weekends, but i ain't gonna quit. Once i'm back at uni it'll be better. Plus there WILL be a job for me in John Lewis soon. Roll on that day. Anyawy, got to split, later chochachos - thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raysmuckles.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for that particular term of endearment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109126056030104476?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109126056030104476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109126056030104476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109126056030104476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109126056030104476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/here-i-go.html' title='Here i go'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109125935683825505</id><published>2004-07-31T08:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T08:35:56.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's not a terribly good morning; i'd much rather be sleeping in my bed than getting ready for another day at cash converters, but hey, that's how it is.  Had a pretty good night last night, but had to leave early as my eyes were actually closingand becoming difficult to re-open.  In other words, i was falling asleep.  Managed to find Andrew outside exodus, and we walked back home.  (He is staying with us for a few days while he is between flats, and is snoring in the hall as i write.)  He was totally buckled last night, i think it was the combination of 2 hours sleep the night before, not much to eat, and some beer.  Just also remembered his rape threats from a drunken sailor, but i don't know how much truth was actually in them.  Was going to post in here last night but was too tired - as i am now, not got much great to say - so i just went to sleep.  Afraid there's not really anything interesting to say just now - going to try and get through this day at work, and hpoefully have a good night out tonight.  Bit of bowling, bit of drinking, then there is talk of a party at Markus's, but i think that might have happened tonight.  I shall post later today, promise.  Evenif it is at like 5 in the morning, that still counts, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just listening to wuthering heights by kate bush, its totally awesome - that woman has some crazy ideas, but the type that pay off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good day to you, sirs and lady-folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109125935683825505?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109125935683825505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109125935683825505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109125935683825505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109125935683825505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/good-morning.html' title='Good morning'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109121081457450731</id><published>2004-07-30T18:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T19:32:19.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bwahahahahahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just an evil chuckle for you there. Not that i'm feeling particularly evil or have done anything evil, i just think there's something great about an evil chuckle every now and then. Despite having to work tomorrow at crap converters, got that weekend vibe in my bones, and i'm feeling pretty good. Kitchen has just been fully restored to a useable state, and got a beer at my hand. It's all good. Going out tonight to see Mick's band, then who knows what will happen? Hopefully i won't get too tanned and get another telling off for having alcohol breath at work. Anyway, my beer is calling, perhaps i will post later, almost definately when i get back in from tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheeky easy (its like take it easy, try saying it, and its a real phrase that exists, honest. The fact i made it up is irrelevant, as more than one person uses it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheeky easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109121081457450731?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109121081457450731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109121081457450731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109121081457450731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109121081457450731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/bwahahahahahaha.html' title='Bwahahahahahaha'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109116780560215536</id><published>2004-07-30T07:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T07:10:05.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Special coffee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow, this is probably my earliest post yet.&amp;nbsp; Just got up, feeling rather grand today, got a lot of shit straightened out in my mind last night, and have a nice long sleep.&amp;nbsp; Got a bit of at the drive in pumping to my ears, and have just had some of my special coffee.&amp;nbsp; Instantly drinking-temperature, super strong but smooth which is guaranteed to get you wakened up.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, i have some teeth who need brushing, so all of youse have a great day, will post later hopefully, but first priority on my return tonight is 'the kitchen' - cue 'Psycho'-style eee eee eee sounds now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109116780560215536?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109116780560215536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109116780560215536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109116780560215536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109116780560215536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/special-coffee.html' title='Special coffee.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109114106613447404</id><published>2004-07-29T23:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T23:44:26.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am feeling hella better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes i am.&amp;nbsp; Have just had a good chat and have got everything sorted out, and now i can go to sleep on my red wine buzz, which is more like a red wine fuzz, and just be relaxed.&amp;nbsp; Think things are looking up now in the world of Lewis, and i sincerely hope it is so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Goodnight world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109114106613447404?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109114106613447404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109114106613447404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109114106613447404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109114106613447404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-am-feeling-hella-better.html' title='I am feeling hella better'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109113634821615953</id><published>2004-07-29T22:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T22:37:28.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I have just had red wine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Red wine is really great, particularly if your body is in the state mine is in - and by that, i don't mean a bit out of shape but with great potential - i mean tired, and in a mood which is ready for relaxation.&amp;nbsp; A glass or two of red wine, and you will feel so warm and relaxed, like in the arms of someone awesome, and evrything is nice.&amp;nbsp; not amazing or fantastic or cajunga, but nice.&amp;nbsp; Really great nice, but just smooth and warm and nice.&amp;nbsp; Add some soft lighting and some great downbeat music and you have a recipe for success.&amp;nbsp; (Currently listening to fiona apple, which is a good choice for this time, and is really great)&amp;nbsp; I just had some chicken and stuff&amp;nbsp;which was&amp;nbsp;good, but i&amp;nbsp;have decided to let the kitchen rot for another night, and get a decent sleep and do it after work tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Yeah yeah yeah, whatever. You try working 7 days a week non-stop and see how pumped about housework you are.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, feeling quite a bit better now than i have been lately (and that's not just due to red wine, i am not a lush)&amp;nbsp; Its just that i had a few good chats earlier which have made me feel a lot better.&amp;nbsp; Talking about things, even if it is to no-one in particular, like on here, is a really great thing, and very therapeutic if you have something on your mind.&amp;nbsp; There is one other chat i want to have tonight and then hopefully my mind can rest easy for a little while.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But feeling pretty darned chillaxed and that is plain good.&amp;nbsp; Plain damned good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, not got much else to say, just hope that everyone is feeling as good as i am just now, it's good to feel good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be well, everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&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/7673817-109113634821615953?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109113634821615953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109113634821615953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109113634821615953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109113634821615953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-have-just-had-red-wine.html' title='I have just had red wine.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109112036619575649</id><published>2004-07-29T17:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T17:59:26.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy a quickie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't, i am tired.&amp;nbsp; But if you are seriously offering, then perhaps.&amp;nbsp; This title actually refers to the fact that i intend this to be quite a quick post, not really got much to say.&amp;nbsp; Had a reasonably decent day at work - nice and quick, with sausages for lunch.&amp;nbsp; Plus my libertines cd had finally arrived when i returned home - just listening to it now, sounds quite good.&amp;nbsp; Which reminds me that i still haven't begun ripping all my cds again.&amp;nbsp; There is another joy to look forward to, along with cleaning the kitchen tonight - yay!&amp;nbsp; I think if it doesn't get done tonight we might need to get in ghostbusters or something.&amp;nbsp; They are pretty good with slime i hear.&amp;nbsp; Well, off to do not much, going to transfer some energy to thinking about mustering up the will power to tackle the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; May post later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keep it realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109112036619575649?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109112036619575649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109112036619575649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109112036619575649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109112036619575649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/fancy-quickie.html' title='Fancy a quickie?'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109105659622806401</id><published>2004-07-29T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T00:16:36.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a fog over the city tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That fog is making it warm as all hell.&amp;nbsp; Its nice and warm outside for about 5 minutes, but i've just walked home from bruce's and i'm sweating like a bitch.&amp;nbsp; I don't like it.&amp;nbsp; The warmth i mean, in general i'm a big fan of fog and mist, i like the insular efect it has, and plus it looks cool.&amp;nbsp; Just been hanging out at bruce's, listening to this cd i borrowed off him by Return To Forever.&amp;nbsp; It is acid jazz type funky stuff from back in't 70's and its pretty damned awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But the main thing on my mind currently is the fact that i think i am (going) wrong in the brain.&amp;nbsp; A lot of the time i'm fine, and not much bothers me, but then i'm having these bouts&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;of ridiculous paranoia and associated depression and/or crazy emotional rollercoasters from hell.&amp;nbsp; Whether its just regular emotion and i can't handle it, or its fuelled by some deep seeded insecurity, of which i'm pretty sure, its fucking awful and its making my life and others' worse.&amp;nbsp; I mean, look at some of the shit i'm writing in here.&amp;nbsp; Feeling the way i feel about some of this stuff just isn't good.&amp;nbsp; Unlike Spinal Tap who are all about danger, romance and sheer sex, i am unfortunately all about paranoia,&amp;nbsp;depression and sheer insecurity.&amp;nbsp; A swift kick to the nuts today (not literally) gave me a clear slant on the pathetic way i have been acting, and i know i do it, but there's nothing i can do to stop it.&amp;nbsp; I think its an overactive mind and underactive emotional processor to blame, and i'm trying to remedy it.&amp;nbsp; Underclock the old mind, and just try to be occupied instead of thinking all the time.&amp;nbsp; Far easier said than done, but as i keep saying,&amp;nbsp;i need to get a grip.&amp;nbsp; That's probably like 3 times i have said that, and 30000 i have thought it.&amp;nbsp; I reallly think it all stems from being insecure, about so much stuff, it just sends me crazy in certain situations.&amp;nbsp; A boost to my self confidence would be nice, i wonder how much they are going for on ebay at the moment?&amp;nbsp; I was feeling pretty good this morning at work, like things had really picked up and i wasn't being a sad fuck.&amp;nbsp; Also happened to be quite awake - a coincidence? i don't know, but the fact that i'm not in my bed probably means i'll be back to my old ways tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Jut wanted to put some of this stuff down in here anyway.&amp;nbsp; Its pretty good therapy getting these thoughts out of my system on here.&amp;nbsp; Don't even know who is actually reading it, or that my thoughts are jumbled, incoherent and missing chunks, it still makes me feel a bit better.&amp;nbsp; Even if it makes others see me as a loser, so be it, i feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Truly am rambling now, but just hoping i'm going to start feeling better about things and being able to cope with situations better.&amp;nbsp; I think occupying myself and having other things to think about will help, since it's those moments when i have no input that my mind wanders...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, should probably get off here and get some sleep, but an empty bed and darkened room probably aren't where i should go while my mind is still pumped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Argh, goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109105659622806401?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109105659622806401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109105659622806401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109105659622806401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109105659622806401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/there-is-fog-over-city-tonight.html' title='There is a fog over the city tonight.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109094883116889983</id><published>2004-07-27T18:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T18:20:31.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Freckles are awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just a thought i had right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109094883116889983?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109094883116889983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109094883116889983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109094883116889983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109094883116889983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/freckles-are-awesome.html' title='Freckles are awesome'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109094867794197069</id><published>2004-07-27T17:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T18:18:22.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>40% tiredness, 20% work, 20% depression, 20% misc</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is like some kind of equation which tells you the solution of my life currently.&amp;nbsp; As you can see, there is some work with a lot of tiredness, due to my relentless bag packing and semi-drunken selling in my two jobs.&amp;nbsp; The depression is what comes as a result of being isolated from people and things to distract my worst enemy, my mind, whilst i am doing tasks.&amp;nbsp; You'd think i'd be busy at work, but even if i am, my mind is busier, fishing in the depths to reel in whopping great memories i'd rather not have, and i wish i could throw back, but you know, my mind is hungry and he wants to keep these memories and chew and chew on them raw, which is pretty mcuh driving me crazy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Occasionally he'll bring up some sour evil feelings on the end of his line too, which is maybe what he wants but i do not! Cease! Desist!&amp;nbsp;I just thank the christ i have good friends who can keep my mind occupied and make me feel a bit better.&amp;nbsp; Its just the isolation at work, even with other people there, that bring on these feelings.&amp;nbsp; My mind is a total bastard, and my emotions are a cunt.&amp;nbsp; They happen to be best friends, and love nothing more than making my days pretty shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apart from that, i'm pretty much excellent thanks.&amp;nbsp; If only there wasn't such a thing as girls in the world it would be a much better and much more awful place, which is very confusing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about beginning the process of ripping ALL my cds onto my computer again seeing as i deleted everything last week, by accident.&amp;nbsp; I put it down to tiredness.&amp;nbsp; Got some good music on here already though, including the yeah yeah yeahs who i am beginning to like even more than i already did, which was quite a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things which i am thinking about are: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. getting a bmx, which will allow me to simultaneoulsy have fun and exercise and solcialise, which can hardly be a bad thing, can it? &lt;br /&gt;2. Going away to Ireland, since it'll be a break from work, but i'm also looking towards this with not a slight amount of trepidation, seeing as certain people there may make it a bit tough for me not to go into pathetic depression mode.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm going to try my best to enjoy it though, i really just need to get a grip. &lt;br /&gt;3. Prague. I am also planning a trip to prague, which will let me really get away from things and cut loose for a while.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully my fellow dogg 2 tha bizzone liam will accompany, but only time will tell!! !!!! !!!!! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just noticed&amp;nbsp;that all these things involve spending money.&amp;nbsp; who says money don't make you happy?&amp;nbsp; Sure, you can be happy without it, but i like it, y'know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is bored, here is links: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.achewood.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Achewood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - this is freaking awesome, and makes my life hella better.&amp;nbsp; Read it all! Enjoy it!&amp;nbsp; You deserve it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E Baum's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Just full of funny videos and all sorts of crap, its really great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be occupied, be safe. &lt;br /&gt;Until next time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/7673817-109094867794197069?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109094867794197069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109094867794197069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109094867794197069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109094867794197069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/40-tiredness-20-work-20-depression-20.html' title='40% tiredness, 20% work, 20% depression, 20% misc'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109077515113982921</id><published>2004-07-25T17:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T18:06:28.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The afterwards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just home from another drunken sunday at cash converters, was an ok day though.&amp;nbsp; Still feeling a bit shit after last night. I need to get a grip, my mind really is my own worst enemy.&amp;nbsp; Wish i could just take a step back, but i always have to think about everything so much, which is good in some ways but is bad almost all of the time.&amp;nbsp; Really tired, dunno how i'm still going after working all the time and getting to bed when i do.&amp;nbsp; Have to get some decent sleep tonight.&amp;nbsp; Going to play some star wars galaxies and check out bmxs on this old web.&amp;nbsp; Just remembered coming in last night and before publishing all that crap,&amp;nbsp;downing 8 glasses of water, and 30 seconds later projectile vomiting it onto the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; ODing on water - i live on the edge.&amp;nbsp; Anyhow, don't want to type any more just now, so bye.&lt;/span&gt; &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/7673817-109077515113982921?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109077515113982921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109077515113982921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109077515113982921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109077515113982921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/afterwards.html' title='The afterwards'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109072592407940079</id><published>2004-07-25T04:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T08:55:39.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right, this is going to be one big bastard post.  wasn't sure what i was going to put in this thing but right about now, i don't care what anybody thinks.   This is going to be a personal vent of all my feelings, lame or otherwise. my hand is quite hurt just now, but i've taken care of it with cleaning, antiseptic cream, and toilet paper with packing tape. i will be fine,should anyone actually care.i'm in that stage where i really am very close to not giving a fuck about anything.  just walked home from a birthday night out (happy birthday liam) and cried practically the whole way home. sad if you like that kind of thing, but i can't help it. the girl who i loved and who said loved me, the one who i can't help thinking about despite trying, confirmed the fact that she has little or no feelings at all, at least towards me, by telling me she felt nothing towards me than towards anyone else. i am a paranoid and stupid fuck at the best of times, but i felt physically sick for most of tonight, as i watched her flirt with some guy she thought was 'hot'. made me feel sick.sick sick sick. i thought that she really cared about me, but clearly i was mistaken as usual.  Decided tonight that the one thing i want more than anything in the world is someone to love me.  Thought i had found this before but it clearly wasn't the case.  There has to be someone out there who is totally awesome in actuality, and not just  in my mind, and eyes, someone who can be happy being with me, and who can make me happy.  it is the one thing i want the most in all the world. it's not possible to just MAKE yourself happy if you don't feel happy,unless you lack emotions.  I can't stop rambling, and i wish i could make coherent sense onf my thoughts, let alone this, but i am very very very very very tired, and quite quite drunk.  but there is so much emotion in me.  i just wish i knew what it all meant, and where everything was going.  And i wish i could stop thinking about people who don't give a FLYING FUCK about me.  This is total shit, i had an awesome idea about stuff i wanted to write, but this is going up anyway. I'm going to get some sleep, cos its one of the few things i think i deserve.  Perhaps i will have good dreams, i sincerely hope so.&lt;br /&gt;i am the worst ever at actually saying what i feel, if only this could be a direct tap to my mind. there's no way i could make you know what i feel, yet most people probably feel worse. FUCK IT ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7673817-109072592407940079?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109072592407940079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109072592407940079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109072592407940079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109072592407940079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/eat-it.html' title='Eat it.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109036662608646075</id><published>2004-07-21T00:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T00:38:34.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to your beds! (Is what my mind is saying to me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good evening one and all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just back from the cinema recently, went to see Spiderman 2 which was freaking awesome by the way.&amp;nbsp; Particularly liked the little sam raimi in-jokes (lingering shot on chainsaw etc, and the bruce campbell cameo as the usher - ace. Not to mention kirsten&amp;nbsp;dunst, adn the fact that its jsut spiderman)&amp;nbsp; Really think raimi did an ace job, perfect blend of action, funnies and emotional bits, with good cg too, which is nice.&amp;nbsp; Was probably even better than the first movie - doc ock was great.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, I should really be in bed after my late night last night and the ridiculous tiredness i had on today, but i'll go soon, don't worry.&amp;nbsp; Tried to post t in the park pics last night but the thing didn't work - computers eh?&amp;nbsp; Plus my hard drive which i paid extra to get delivered early couldn't be delivered because i wasn't here, and the place to pick it up closes at 1700, 5 minutes before i get back to town from work.&amp;nbsp; Great huh?&amp;nbsp; Gonna have to ask alex to step on it tomorrow so we can get home in time to pick it up.&amp;nbsp; Why people don't adjust their achedules and opening times to fit perfectly around my life i'll never know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just listening to kepler, a quiet canadian band i heard of somewhere - amazon reccomendation i think - they are ok, nothing amazing though.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, better seriously think about getting to bed - going to really enjoy my sleep tonight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But... my 1.9 gig download of the star wars galaxies free preview is almost finished. Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WIL LEWIS ESCAPE THE CLUTCHES OF HIS EVIL COMPUTER AND GET A GOOD NIGHTS SLEEP? OR IS HE FOREVER DOOMED TO GEEKDOM AND ZOMBIFICATION!?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TUNE IN NEXT TIME TO FIND OUT!!&lt;/span&gt; &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/7673817-109036662608646075?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109036662608646075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109036662608646075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109036662608646075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109036662608646075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/get-to-your-beds-is-what-my-mind-is.html' title='Get to your beds! (Is what my mind is saying to me)'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109027282395990344</id><published>2004-07-19T22:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T22:33:43.960+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am hella tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have just had red wine plus i watched 2010, sequel to 2001 space oddysey (sp?)&amp;nbsp; Anyhow, i am really in a sleepy mood, all ready for some quieter music (i currently have on godspeed and explosions in the sky - courtesy to liam for another tip-off there) and just some easy sitting.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to put up some t in the park pics after this.&amp;nbsp; Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109027282395990344?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109027282395990344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109027282395990344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109027282395990344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109027282395990344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-am-hella-tired.html' title='I am hella tired'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109025426000858449</id><published>2004-07-19T17:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:24:20.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It is monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just home from work this monday, and my jeans are all crumpled, which is pretty annoying.&amp;nbsp; Going to have to try and get that picture at the side working, its pissing me right off.&amp;nbsp; My plan for this evening is thus: plan the layout of my new monster hard drive setup which will come into existence tomorrow, and then just basically fanny around.&amp;nbsp; But first: shower! Please excuse me.&amp;nbsp; I may post some&amp;nbsp;T in the park pics for youse suckas later.&amp;nbsp; Also, right now i am listening to the song 'penelope' by pinback which is freaking superb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109025426000858449?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109025426000858449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109025426000858449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109025426000858449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109025426000858449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/it-is-monday.html' title='It is monday'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673817.post-109018640341719947</id><published>2004-07-18T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T22:33:23.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well i got a blog so there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the first post. I am at home all tired on sunday, thinking about going to bed. Shall I? Who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is the funniest video ever - &lt;a href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/jamesbrown.wmv"&gt;check&lt;/a&gt; it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also listen to DOGS DIE IN HOT CARS because they are awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673817-109018640341719947?l=lewishogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/feeds/109018640341719947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673817&amp;postID=109018640341719947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109018640341719947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673817/posts/default/109018640341719947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lewishogg.blogspot.com/2004/07/1st.html' title='1st'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523702909913908325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lewishogg1@btinternet.com/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
