<?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-25657498</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:03:46.534+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The High Lord's Dogs View of the world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Murdoch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657498.post-6686478205713944459</id><published>2007-11-05T11:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:59:35.927+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>So much for moving... All i did was stop posting. Hahaha. Go check my facebook for real updates. Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657498-6686478205713944459?l=highlordsdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6686478205713944459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25657498&amp;postID=6686478205713944459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/6686478205713944459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/6686478205713944459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/2007/11/lol.html' title='Lol'/><author><name>Murdoch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657498.post-8786749260591034014</id><published>2007-02-12T04:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T12:05:22.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'>An end to everything</title><content type='html'>hey all&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of moving my blog... as much as i love the name of the blog and the many grammer mistakes i think its time to change. For all those that would like to be informed of the new blog address, please email me and i'll email the address to you. thx all and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(elsewhere)&lt;/span&gt; :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and lastly, the solid cash” -- Nathaniel Hawthorne: short-story Writer and Novelist, master of the allegorical and symbolic tale. One of the greatest fiction writers in American literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes the counting crows song was.... Round here so thus... the &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/counting+crows/round+here_20033499.html"&gt;Counting Crows Lyrics&lt;/a&gt; for Round here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657498-8786749260591034014?l=highlordsdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8786749260591034014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25657498&amp;postID=8786749260591034014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/8786749260591034014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/8786749260591034014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/2007/02/end-to-everything.html' title='An end to everything'/><author><name>Murdoch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657498.post-1823727424801642682</id><published>2007-02-07T06:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:29:08.242+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh... so begins the hours of pain.</title><content type='html'>Hey all, not a long blog today. Its now 1830 here and i only just got out of a prac that started at 1400 so i'm quite tired. Also got to start on some home work. Got my 2nd test tomorrow so i want to do well. Also got to catch up on maths homework. Sigh i have no life. Could really use a big hug now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just did this test at okcupid: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=13030039429336430561"&gt;The What's your sexual style? Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a Type P&lt;br /&gt;You scored 54 imagination, 66 confidence, 79 dominance, and 83 generosity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a KINKY, CONFIDENT, DOMINANT lover who prefers to give. This means that: You like relatively kinky sex, and you have the great imagination that will always keep your partner guessing and excited! There's no getting bored with you around, you could never settle for dull sex, you want something fun and new all the time. You aren't afraid to try out anything you hear about. You might just be an intelligent lover who needs to be mentally engaged, or perhaps you have some dirty dark secret kinky desires, but either way, you're never boring. You are pretty confident in bed. This means that you know you can please your lover. Maybe you've read a lot of sex manuals, or have the experience from previous lovers, or just tend to be skilled at whatever you get your hands on, but you're good and you know it. You can really get results and know that you have pure talent, so you won't be hiding away shy, pretending to be all innocent. Your partners love your naughty self assurance, you don't hesitate and this makes you a sensational lover. You tend to be dominant in bed, so you prefer to be the one giving the orders than taking them. Maybe you like the power, or just like controlling the pace, perhaps your partner likes to be dominanted, or maybe you get a kick out of the whole master/slave relationship, it could be something as small as liking to be on top during sex and tie up your lover to tease them, or it could be as kinky as them having to ask your permission to do anything at all. Either way, you are firm and you enjoy it! You prefer to give than recieve. This makes you a very unselfish lover, devoted to the needs of your partner rather than your own. You get your pleasure from seeing them get theirs, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ladies now you know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: Anger is just a cowardly extension of sadness. It's a lot easier to be angry at someone than it is to tell them you're hurt -- Tom Gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.kingdomofloathing.com/"&gt;Kingdom of loathing&lt;/a&gt; this online game has caused a stir with all my friends so thought i'd post it. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and keep smiling&lt;br /&gt;Shaun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657498-1823727424801642682?l=highlordsdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/feeds/1823727424801642682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25657498&amp;postID=1823727424801642682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/1823727424801642682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/1823727424801642682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/2007/02/sigh-so-begins-hours-of-pain.html' title='Sigh... so begins the hours of pain.'/><author><name>Murdoch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657498.post-6056798552490453181</id><published>2007-02-05T05:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T18:17:40.273+02:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Back?!?!? With Reinforcements!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Hey all, sorry for not blogging.... yeah i know all about you adoring fans. I'm sorry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News in the world of shaun.... Ok lets start with: I'm back at Uni.&lt;br /&gt;yeah today was the 1st day back at classes for me. Was all excited, but apprehensive at the possibilty of bumping into the ex. Still the day went fine, until after lunch where i got my arse handed to me. i had 3 hours of maths. Gwad i thought i was going to die... i even considered chewing an arm off or something, faking an heart attack (didnt have a clue how you would go about it, still dont). On top of all of that all the new 1st years are here in full force, went to the neelsie for lunch and that was full. Other than maths, again, everything looks exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Dnd&lt;br /&gt;Played dnd last night. My lvl2 cleric nearly drowned and i lost aprox 150gp in goods (armour and shield) ok i'll explain... our troop of "worthy" adventurers are on a quest. Aquire a wheelwright. We found a wheelwright's aprentence whos IQ goes as high as the Richter Scale so we're looking for the wheelwright himself. Whom is missing. So we follow the path of the wheelwright to the next two over. (which is covered in mist, and is Evvvvvvvvvviiiiiillll ) Last we hear of the wheelwright is that he jumped into a row boat went to the middle of the lake which the town rests apon. So we do the same. there we get attacked by some Evvvvvvvvvviiiiillll cat looking thing and my char gets dragged out to the deepest part of the lake and left to drown. Anyway i had to cut myself out of my armour and shield to not drown. much sadness. but all in all was ok. What was the outcome of yesterdays adventure: nothing good. We still have no clue where the wheelwright is and in so destroyed the towns econamy ( it ran from salvaging the goods of the dead adventures that where stupid enough to go to the middle of the lake). So to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st year fun and games.&lt;br /&gt;The week before uni starts all the 1st years arrive for their "climitazation" and thus they do several events: Vensters (translates to windows) which is small plays done by all the 1st years each res has its own play. And floats where the 1st years drive around campus on... floats. So "windows" was on thursday and i decided i was going to support. That was a silly idea, i'm not the art type and it i go see a play it must be done correctly, a friend of mine decided that she was going to form a group of people and wonder around together after we all converged at one point there where a total of 20 people! We wondered around to all the shows (most of them) from 1800 til 2130. I was sick and tired of seeing plays so we all decided on going out. Anyway long story short i got home on friday at 04:?? after spending, i believe it was, an hour sobering up to drive. I still made it to work at 10:00. Simmilar thing for floats. Got home late on sunday (yeah floats was during the morning on sat.) So i had fun. i was also well behaved. i noticed i'm a depressive drunk. but that could be due to my personal enviroment. who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry...... need food!!! so i'm going to be off now. Keep smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/topten/2006/"&gt;Times Top 10 lists of 2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people. -- Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657498-6056798552490453181?l=highlordsdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6056798552490453181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25657498&amp;postID=6056798552490453181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/6056798552490453181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/6056798552490453181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/2007/02/theyre-back-with-reinforcements.html' title='They&apos;re Back?!?!? With Reinforcements!?!?!'/><author><name>Murdoch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657498.post-7821106396898835244</id><published>2007-01-30T05:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T17:31:00.695+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A sadness that flows deeper than the ocean</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i'm depressed so not really in the mood for blogging, had a alright day til lunch. As you know i've been feeling down for the last few days, well today it overflowed. I went to lunch alone today, we (my team mates and myself) all went seperate ways for lunch, so i went to the neelsie (Stellenboschs student centre) to get food anyway as i arrived i had noticed that i hadnt washed my hands so i wondered down to the toilets on the bottom floor on the way there i happened to notice my ex sitting eating with all her friends (all guys). i bolted to the toilets unfourtunatly for me one of her friends, carlu noticed me and waved. so in mach3 i waved back and vanished into the bathroom. washed my hands like i do everyday. and walked out in the opposite dirrection. i didnt last long.. soon i found myself bolting down to the geology building and hid in a small dark area, and broke down. so much much much sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats that for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: One of the universal rules of happiness is: always be wary of any helpful item that weighs less than its operating manual. - Terry Pratchett (Jingo, 1997)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.tomatoesareevil.com/"&gt;Tomatoes are evil&lt;/a&gt; -  They are the devil's produce, and they'll suck out your soul if you let them. Do you want proof? Look no further than the Encyclopedia Britannica, which reveals that the tomato is a member of the deadly Nightshade family, which also includes such poisonous plants as belladonna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and try keep smiling&lt;br /&gt;Shaun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657498-7821106396898835244?l=highlordsdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7821106396898835244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25657498&amp;postID=7821106396898835244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/7821106396898835244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/7821106396898835244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/2007/01/sadness-that-flows-deeper-than-ocean.html' title='A sadness that flows deeper than the ocean'/><author><name>Murdoch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657498.post-8857870639286722602</id><published>2007-01-29T05:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T18:28:32.284+02:00</updated><title type='text'>2 root of a square &lt;=&gt;  pie?</title><content type='html'>hey all, (assuming somebody, more than one, reads this :-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its monday... damn i hate mondays. they just sit there taunting you at how far away the weekend is. Been feeling down all day, not sure why? most likely the counting crows song i heard as i arrived on campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see topics from the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic on sat. yeah i played in a ... i think it was a pre-"one week late"-release on sat. 1st time i've ever played in a magic tourni. didnt come last (i was 4 last, out of +50) even thou i hadnt played magic in roughly 4 years. quite proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corruption and crime... For those that know me i live in a "maids" room of the people i'm renting. now the family that i'm renting is your average fam. 2 kids and all( plus choc-lab ). On friday after blogging i went home and found the owner busy messing around in the garden. So as a good "rentie" i went and said hello. Anyway long story short. we where chating and he commented on the crime in the area (people getting tic over the montains etc) and he said that on occasion he's seen a white pick-up(bukkie) parked in a really strange area near the house and was contenplating calling the cops to inform them but said his only fear was calling the cops only running into a corrupt cop thats in league the criminals. That struck me as been the saddest thing ever. How can i, a 22 year old whom has dual passport in SA and UK, plan a family here in south africa? The answer is: i cant. i think the final straw will be at the end of the year when the ANC announce Zuma as next head of the ANC. To all my South African friends: i'm afraid that i will be leaving then. But thats only at the end of the year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life... as someone whom txted(smsed) me said... can you eat it? so still nothing... but someone is slowly stealing my heart. You know who you are, i'm onto you. Smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats it for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: If it weren't for pickpockets, I'd have no sex life at all. - Rodney Dangerfield&lt;br /&gt;i liked this one too so just had to add it:&lt;br /&gt;Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place. - Billy Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.mycathatesyou.com/"&gt;My Cat Hates You&lt;/a&gt; ... We've all seen photos (and photos, and photos) of cute little kittens preening for the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mycathatesyou.com/images/cats/2006/08/gorilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;camera, but now it's time to let their meaner brethren take center stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Shaun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657498-8857870639286722602?l=highlordsdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8857870639286722602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25657498&amp;postID=8857870639286722602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/8857870639286722602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/8857870639286722602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/2007/01/2-root-of-square-pie.html' title='2 root of a square &lt;=&gt;  pie?'/><author><name>Murdoch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657498.post-14204915431939677</id><published>2007-01-26T05:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T17:11:59.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn its good to be me</title><content type='html'>Greetings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man its good to be me. Feeling positive... just spent the last 3 hours digging thru rocks and sand. "Why?" you might ask easy: cause yesterday Shaun= stupid. I landed up turfing away a box full of rock samples that were marked incorrectly but are needed for economic geology. Anyway the prof that runs that course came down on me like a bag of bricks (as a geologist I would prefer granite or a large piece of quartz) so been trying to get back all the samples that I tossed onto a pile of rocks and sand that could be classed as a outcrop. I think it would have been easier trying to find Livingstone that all those #*&amp;^ing samples but on the bright side its weekend!!! Wooohoooo. Plans for the weekend? None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to yesterday the temp has now dropped to below zero... ok ok it’s like 5-8 degrees lower but damn that made all the difference. I did however find this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Warning - Issued on Friday, 26 January 2007 at 16.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dangerously high levels of discomfort are expected in the Lowveld areas of Limpopo and Mpumalanga Provinces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha and you all laughed at us yesterday!!!! Take that you bastards!!! Oh yes to clear up a few things I grew up in the Lowveld (it’s near the Kruger Park) in a quaint town of White River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in other news my Application for Readmission (for those that don’t know... here in Stellenbosch we have the credit system, each year we have to acquire X amount of credits normally this is 133 however on odd numbered years of your coarse if you do not have the correct amount of credits you get turfed from the uni. in 1st year I think you have to have 50% of the 133 but in 3rd year you have to have 75% of the total credits. Now because I changed my course in my 2nd year I don’t have enough credits so I had to reapply) ok back to the news.... my Application for Readmission was..... *sigh* posted to me... in white river (26 hours away) but I was reaccepted hehe :D Going to register on Monday. The only problem I have now is that two of my exams clash, Maths and soil science both on the 28/5 at 09:00 in the morning, so I’ve got to go sort that out but the soil science lecturer (all lecturers in that dept by the look of it) is only back on Monday from a conference somewhere so have to wait about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might play Magic this weekend but not sure have to speak to my sponsor ( a friend of mine that pays for me to enter into the turnament but gets my cards at the end of the tournament, I keep anything I win) but I’m really quite bad at magic. Will see how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got an email from the ex (yeah you remember her,) well she is on campus because she is doing her "honours" part of her 4 year engineering coarse; I’m not sure about the rest of the world but I find engineers to be the most stuck up arrogant people in the world, there are a few exceptions Evan, Carlu and Curl (nickname Carl is his real name) to name a few; she wants to have lunch with me next week. My reply was: i'll get back to you. Havent had any reply to that.&lt;br /&gt; i spotted a few nice ladies wondering around campus, its easy to spot them but getting to date them is another story. Its like trying to explain to a normal person the geologists meaning of "just the other day" which happens to be within the last half million years. The typical use would be: "The Karoo happend just the other day". Or a similar term that the aussies dont get: "just now" i.e. "I'll get my shoes just now. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats enough for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.c2i.ntu.edu.sg/AI+CI/Humor/index.html"&gt;Centre for Computational Intelligence&lt;/a&gt; humor section... wierd stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: In view of the fact that God limited the intelligence of man, it seems unfair that he did not also limit his stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;- Konrad Adenauer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers And keep smiling&lt;br /&gt;Shaun murdoch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657498-14204915431939677?l=highlordsdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/feeds/14204915431939677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25657498&amp;postID=14204915431939677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/14204915431939677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/14204915431939677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/2007/01/damn-its-good-to-be-me.html' title='Damn its good to be me'/><author><name>Murdoch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657498.post-116974306177273120</id><published>2007-01-25T05:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T17:10:20.673+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A new start to a new year</title><content type='html'>Greetings and welcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those that are reading this and are wondering what happened to my prevous blogs, well i got tired of it and decided to restart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you should know that i'm a student at stellenbosch (it says so in my profile, for those that didnt read it) I'm entering my 4, and hopefully final year of my course. Oh before go much further i would like to warn you of my really bad spelling and grammer. :)&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for my blog, the usual... put my thoughts and views out in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with the basics whats been going on in my life... Currently i'm working at the university as .... well i dont really know what my job's title really is but i'm working... doing odd jobs around the geology dept. Moving stuff around before the Geology and Geography depts merge. Its really cool, keeping my own hours and i get to handle some really sweet samples.&lt;br /&gt;So my "work" life is ok, while my personal life is in tatters. As usaul with all problems mine starts with a girl. She resently broke up with me (26 Nov), and since i've been completely a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start from the beginning... for those that dont want to read a sob story just skip this paragraph... Marie and i had been dating for 3.8 years (the .8 i just made up, our anniversary was in feb) and I believed that she was the girl of my dreams... i was ready to marry her. yeah i know i'm too young (shaun = 22) but still i thought she was the one. Anyway for the last few months she started to become colder and colder, so i thought it would be a good idea to have a break from each other. I put the idea forward and she seemed to like the idea, then like "been blind sided on a lazy sunday afternoon" she dropped me. Man i went through hell ( still am, but better now)  Now that think about i'm stronger without her but why do i keep thinking about her. ok ok i confess i still love her but still how can you love something that hurts you. Isnt that the definition of an "abusive" relationship. when we talked i tried every thing to get her back, and she just toyed with me. Gave hope only to take it away. that was the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a nice girl... she is one of my friends, she was very comforting to me after the whole break up. We linked up and messed around but that didnt continue for long but none-the-less i'm grateful for all the support she gave, thanks Candice. *hugs* :) So here i am alone. on the brightside the university reopens soon and all the 1st years, hopefully i'll meet a nice girl in that group. The only problem is the age gap... me been 22 and the most likely age of a 1st year = 19. Things still look bleak. but will keep you updated... &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i'm hungry... neeeeeeed foood havnt eaten today yet... going to get something at the student centre. Going to have to brave the damn heat, here in the western cape it has been hell on earth with the temp reaching well into the 30 degrees (cel) area and maybe 40s in the last few days, i hope it cools down within the next few days or my brain is going to melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also decided that when i blog i'm going to add a site that i have enjoyed todays site is "Viral Emails at &lt;a href="http://viral.3dge.net/"&gt;http://viral.3dge.net/&lt;/a&gt; quite alot of fun stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Afterism (n) - A concise, clever statement you don't think of until too late. -- John Alexander Thom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers And keep smiling&lt;br /&gt;Shaun Murdoch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657498-116974306177273120?l=highlordsdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/feeds/116974306177273120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25657498&amp;postID=116974306177273120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/116974306177273120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657498/posts/default/116974306177273120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highlordsdog.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-start-to-new-year.html' title='A new start to a new year'/><author><name>Murdoch</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
