<?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-6221309</id><updated>2011-06-21T14:30:31.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>furor loquendi</title><subtitle type='html'>Insensatez Bitching</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-113063020681229912</id><published>2005-10-30T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T07:56:46.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Caught! &gt;.&lt;Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/113063020681229912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=113063020681229912' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/113063020681229912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/113063020681229912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-112947301063851868</id><published>2005-10-16T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T18:06:44.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saudade Vem CorrendoI haven't been updating not because nothing's been happening but because everything is... and I haven't got my computer (which is quite annoying &gt;__&lt; )Thanks to great flatmate... I have the use of this laptop whenever...I have a few classes here and there, reading that stacks up to just about higher than my dirty laundry (eww I know)So Life is not fantabulous but it is not bad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/112947301063851868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=112947301063851868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112947301063851868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112947301063851868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/10/saudade-vem-correndo-thanks-to-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-112729207283846459</id><published>2005-09-21T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T16:41:12.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer SurpriseThank you Ichee for the lovely green sweater --Will think of everyone when I wear it... and it willkeep me doubly warm when I think of you all!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/112729207283846459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=112729207283846459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112729207283846459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112729207283846459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/09/summer-surprise-thank-you-ichee-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-112729311087612978</id><published>2005-09-21T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T17:03:03.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My 2nd Good-bye -Dear C., thank you for the catch-up session at the atmospheric Choupinette.  I never ever feel that we are apart coz' you will always be part of my life --We'll be in touch. xoxo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/112729311087612978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=112729311087612978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112729311087612978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112729311087612978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-2nd-good-bye-dear-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-112695700270679348</id><published>2005-09-17T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T19:36:42.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My First Goodbye - Wishing Y. all the happiness in the world.I probably can't help you much being inexperienced and away most of the year...but I hope that you know that all of us will always be your listening ear.There are somethings that don't change you know? Heh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/112695700270679348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=112695700270679348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112695700270679348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112695700270679348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-first-goodbye-wishing-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-112695678647099608</id><published>2005-09-17T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T19:36:01.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CountdownKTV Episode 1 was Fantastic. So Was KTV episode 2 this morning - though we were all somewhat tired. I am sorry if I was cranky in any way, was so tired...but still *ahem* I believe some incriminating 'noise' was recorded. After which, my dearest S. and Y. accompanied me to Cold Storage and we yakked while choosing fruits for my Granny. My patient friends! We then walked on to some corner</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/112695678647099608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=112695678647099608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112695678647099608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112695678647099608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/09/countdown-ktv-episode-1-was-fantastic.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-112688186136314315</id><published>2005-09-16T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T19:37:54.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exhausted.Tired. Packing. Too many people to see. Too many things to do. I am so sorry if I haven't managed to meet up with you but please know I am thinking of you just as much. xxxChange in Progress. Bear with me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/112688186136314315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=112688186136314315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112688186136314315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112688186136314315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/09/exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-112481648513286371</id><published>2005-08-24T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T02:07:34.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love these people, I really do. The Ichee Darlings popped a fabulous surprise by bringing themselves right to my doorstep, not short of a delightful treat that marked the beginning of a new decade. I had to convince myself that this was neither an illusion nor a fabrication of my mind. And though I gave up crying a long time ago,and hence could not shed a tear to show how touched I was - the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/112481648513286371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=112481648513286371' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112481648513286371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112481648513286371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-love-these-people-i-really-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-112482132301488035</id><published>2005-08-23T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T02:22:03.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(To Jas you delightful creature)Have a Safe Journey!xoxo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/112482132301488035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=112482132301488035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112482132301488035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112482132301488035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-jas-you-delightful-creature-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-112442065187640251</id><published>2005-08-19T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T11:04:11.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can you spot it?Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/112442065187640251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=112442065187640251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112442065187640251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/112442065187640251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/08/can-you-spot-itposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111661249581584828</id><published>2005-05-21T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T02:09:06.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Spring Diaries Part IXToo tired to blog. Exam beckons.However the genius of Elizabeth Barrett Browning might prove a more exciting read. Sonnets from the Portuguese -- XLIIIHow do I love thee?Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can reach, when feeling out of sightFor the ends of Being and ideal Grace.I love thee to the level of everyday'sMost quiet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111661249581584828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111661249581584828' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111661249581584828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111661249581584828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/05/spring-diaries-part-ix-too-tired-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111557346040240257</id><published>2005-05-09T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:31:00.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Spring Diaries (VIII)It's amazing how someone so small can make so much bloody noise.The banging of doors, the loud incessant chatter, the brash and insincere fake-it parallel conversations, the 'can-hear-you-even-two- stories-above' inconsistent queen's english accent -are in short, bloody annoying.I admit we are all dramatic at one point, but so much insincerity in such a short form (much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111557346040240257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111557346040240257' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111557346040240257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111557346040240257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/05/spring-diaries-viii-its-amazing-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111537124625303336</id><published>2005-05-06T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T17:26:08.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Spring Diaries (VII) - General Election 2005No life-changing moment -It's still Tony, but Michael sits close by, waiting...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111537124625303336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111537124625303336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111537124625303336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111537124625303336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/05/spring-diaries-vii-general-election.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111524390393147474</id><published>2005-05-05T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T22:13:39.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Spring Diaries (Part VI)Darling flatmate's Bday... woo hooWent to the Living room for drinks. I love the leather cushions and extensive cocktail list --No one makes the non-alcoholic drinks so fun!Had my first 'Virgin's Kiss' and crowned the night with 'Princess Asia'No pictures yet coz' digital cam's down at the moment... but hope everyone had fun.Argh.. exams ... exams....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111524390393147474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111524390393147474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111524390393147474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111524390393147474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/05/spring-diaries-part-vi-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111503976473458368</id><published>2005-05-03T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:35:32.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Spring Diaries (Part V)5 Songs you don't want to admit you know (and can sing):"Flying without wings" (Westlife) - Yes, you drown or hit the ground when you fly without wings ."Take On Me" (A-ha) - Don't A-ha me. Worst Lyric Invention '...Take on me... Take me on...""Baby, one more time" (Britney Spears) - One more time I don't think so. "Keep On Moving" (Five) - Over-enthusiasm."Show Me the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111503976473458368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111503976473458368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111503976473458368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111503976473458368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/05/spring-diaries-part-v-5-songs-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111498925259715174</id><published>2005-05-02T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T07:14:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Spring Diaries (Part IV)No joke can be that funny in the wee hours of the morning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111498925259715174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111498925259715174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111498925259715174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111498925259715174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/05/spring-diaries-part-iv-no-joke-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111498919104791672</id><published>2005-05-02T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:37:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to soundproof my windows,as well as the voices in my head.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111498919104791672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111498919104791672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111498919104791672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111498919104791672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-need-to-soundproof-my-windows-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111498869599833235</id><published>2005-05-02T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:37:36.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The apples are sour, I feel blue,Please shut the hell up so that we can all be early for school.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111498869599833235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111498869599833235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111498869599833235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111498869599833235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/05/apples-are-sour-i-feel-blue-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111495979757746762</id><published>2005-05-01T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T07:05:40.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Spring Diaries (Part III)22 DEG celsius --Barbecues, Charcoal Smells, Soap Bubbles, Dancing Neighbours, Rice Puddings,Apple Crumble, Pink, Green, Brown, Blue, Love, Chatter, Lemonade, Football,Skies, Shades, Skirts, Speakers, Loud Laughter, Jazz musicSome form of Paradise(if not for the damn spring exams)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111495979757746762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111495979757746762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111495979757746762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111495979757746762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/05/spring-diaries-part-iii-22-deg-celsius.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111485779170994791</id><published>2005-04-30T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T07:05:20.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Spring Diaries (Part II)The weather here is known to be unpredictable. The colour of the sky, its moods and the fluctuations in temperature just make good tea-time conversation, and everyone possibly makes a reference to it at least once a day.But when I woke up this morning, it was just unbelievable--A million miles away from home and the weather just felt completely like a Sunday morning in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111485779170994791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111485779170994791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111485779170994791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111485779170994791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-diaries-part-ii-weather-here-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-111437920783426319</id><published>2005-04-25T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:00:39.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Spring Diaries (Part I)Come and go,You are no more than the dark phantom that haunts my past;Fleeting moments you spend now creeping into my present.I never thought of you on any of those cold winter nights,Yet you saturate my mind on this breezy day of spring.'tis a day of Barbecue smells smoking up my windowThe sprightly sunleaves me longing to play frisbee on the freshly cut lawn--Why does</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/111437920783426319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=111437920783426319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111437920783426319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/111437920783426319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-diaries-part-i-come-and-go-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110932031027704070</id><published>2005-02-25T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T16:33:39.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ordinary View from RoomPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110932031027704070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110932031027704070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110932031027704070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110932031027704070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110932037637766827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110932037637766827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/02/after-snow-view-from-roomposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110676915973688912</id><published>2005-01-27T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T03:54:27.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Many people say "If you ever need to talk to someone, I am always a call away..."But how many of them genuinely mean it?---I do... because I understand how comforting it is when you have someone to hear you out.I understand because I know you will always be there if I need you.xxxI extend my help to you tooAnd I love you more than words can say. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110676915973688912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110676915973688912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110676915973688912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110676915973688912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/01/many-people-say-if-you-ever-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110669330105210840</id><published>2005-01-26T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T06:51:23.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Posted By Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110669330105210840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110669330105210840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110669330105210840'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking through the glass windowPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110669307714465312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110669307714465312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110669307714465312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110669307714465312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/01/looking-through-glass-windowposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110608452202645888</id><published>2005-01-19T05:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T05:42:02.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:) Exams have gone by in a flash. Well not exactly actually.In any case, it's time for another holiday! woot! Pictures in the weekend!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110608452202645888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110608452202645888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110608452202645888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110608452202645888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/01/exams-have-gone-by-in-flash.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110530395763405850</id><published>2005-01-10T04:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T04:54:13.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling rather depressed but don't know why.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110530395763405850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110530395763405850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110530395763405850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110530395763405850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/01/feeling-rather-depressed-but-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110476711573406119</id><published>2005-01-03T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T23:45:15.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New TermEveryone streamed in again, from all parts of the world, to Notts which is seeing more light, much to my delight. Familiar faces sprawled over all parts of the campus, lovely flatmates soon to fill the flat with much jovial cheer and spirit. Not to mention the lovely gals (my soul sisters); the West Entrance of Notts has never been so lively since the last term ended.Though, the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110476711573406119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110476711573406119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110476711573406119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110476711573406119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-term-everyone-streamed-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110460356474970010</id><published>2005-01-02T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T02:19:24.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fountain outside Buckingham PalacePosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110460356474970010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110460356474970010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110460356474970010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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BenPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110460331311279561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110460331311279561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110460331311279561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110460331311279561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/01/big-benposted-by-mayflyflitting.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110460319685250485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110460319685250485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-sight-out-of-underground-tube.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110460197717705073</id><published>2005-01-01T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T01:52:57.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2004 with its quirks, tears, life-changing moments makes me embrace 2005 with renewed aspirations.To a good year ahead--In the comfort of 2 places I now call home.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110460197717705073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110460197717705073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110460197717705073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110460197717705073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/01/2004-with-its-quirks-tears-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110460171235616859</id><published>2005-01-01T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T03:56:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back from a holiday (A memory from the last part of 2004)It has been a heart-warming and rather bizarre holiday.One moment I was visiting family friends, soaking everything that was synonymous with a traditional English Christmas; another moment I was introduced to an assortment of lovely acquaintances, amidst wine and bacon covered sausages. Drove up to see one of the most beautiful sunsets/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110460171235616859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110460171235616859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110460171235616859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110460171235616859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-from-holiday-memory-from-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110362395331001329</id><published>2004-12-21T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T18:16:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To all my dearest friendsall around the globe :I am so sorry for the lack of a card/gift this year. Am still in cold UK and haven't got the resources to send everyone a personalised greeting. Will make it up in June, little surprises and big hugs for everyone...Have a lovely Christmas though!Love, Xh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110362395331001329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110362395331001329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110362395331001329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110362395331001329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/to-all-my-dearest-friends-all-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110327429444428891</id><published>2004-12-17T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T02:42:05.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Miss You Most (At Christmas time)--Mariah CareyThe fire is burningThe room´s all aglowOutside the December wind blowsAway in the distance the carolers sing in the snowEverybody´s laughingThe world is celebratingAnd everyone´s so happyExcept for me tonightBecause I miss youMost at Christmas timeAnd I can´t get youGet you off my mindEvery other season comes alongAnd I´m all right</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110324397380021510</id><published>2004-12-17T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T08:39:33.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want a crystal apple too!Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110324397380021510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110324397380021510' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110324397380021510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110324397380021510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-want-crystal-apple-tooposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110319272611633152</id><published>2004-12-16T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T18:28:29.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snip SnipI thought my short crop couldn't go any shorter, but androgynous hairstylist proved me wrong.Mmm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110319272611633152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110319272611633152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110319272611633152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110319272611633152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/snip-snip-i-thought-my-short-crop.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110292865864039857</id><published>2004-12-13T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T02:38:16.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alone (Really. Not Trying to Envision an Intangible State of Mind)Raaaa.Everyone's left for the holidays and I have the whole flat to myself. And possibly the whole block too. I open the windows and look across and every little pigeon hole like room is dark on a Monday morning and even the trees are bare, thin mean branches forking the scene.So where are my lovely darlings? Probably </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110292865864039857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110292865864039857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110292865864039857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110292865864039857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/alone-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110264450213518013</id><published>2004-12-10T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T10:08:22.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Ocean Chinese RestaurantPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110264450213518013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110264450213518013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110264450213518013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110264450213518013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-ocean-chinese-restaurantposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110261042247438622</id><published>2004-12-10T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T00:41:57.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel so much betterafter hearing from my wonderful family (esp my mummy!!!)after chatting with a couple of friendsafter regaining my voicethe world seems warmer again.But the work load remains...oh well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110261042247438622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110261042247438622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110261042247438622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110261042247438622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-feel-so-much-better-after-hearing.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110240849827657747</id><published>2004-12-04T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T16:35:29.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Birmingham TripPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110240849827657747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110240849827657747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110240849827657747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110240849827657747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/birmingham-trip-posted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110207432205126068</id><published>2004-12-03T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T19:45:22.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Only the shallow know themselves--Oscar Wilde</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110207432205126068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110207432205126068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110207432205126068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110207432205126068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/only-shallow-know-themselves-oscar.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110207412876971918</id><published>2004-12-03T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T19:44:53.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Look at the stars nowI am helpless in your situation but I wish I could be there with you.I want to hug you right now and tell you everything's alright like how you always tell me so.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110207412876971918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110207412876971918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110207412876971918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110207412876971918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/look-at-stars-now-i-am-helpless-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110206565364125508</id><published>2004-12-03T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T17:20:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's the date today?Haven't been majorly pissed off in months, but today I am feeling irritable and annoyed at the general state of affairs. It's almost the end of term, save for that annoying tutorial we have next week at some random time; and the crap we have next tuesday that will probably amount to nothing important. Having said that, while I should be giving some sort of nice closure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110206565364125508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110206565364125508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110206565364125508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110206565364125508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/whats-date-today-brings-us-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110206665488010314</id><published>2004-12-02T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T17:37:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lounging AroundWhile I am glad to say that I stay in sobriety all of the time, it's absolutely hilarious to see your friends drift into semi-drunkness, and ramble on about their lives indefinitely. The first test of intoxication is probably when everyone starts screaming at each other for no good reason; followed by nineteen year olds repeating themselves ad nauseam.Then you get slightly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110206665488010314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110206665488010314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110206665488010314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110206665488010314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/12/lounging-around-while-i-am-glad-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110179656563146605</id><published>2004-11-30T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T14:36:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy Street, Nottingham City CentrePosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110179656563146605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110179656563146605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110179656563146605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110179656563146605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/busy-street-nottingham-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110179651561880944</id><published>2004-11-30T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T14:35:15.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Market Square, NottinghamPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110179651561880944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110179651561880944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110179651561880944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110179651561880944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/market-square-nottinghamposted-by_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110179604747477939</id><published>2004-11-30T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T14:33:17.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you can't find me, the christmas tree is stunning enough.Hehe.Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110179604747477939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110179604747477939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110179604747477939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110179604747477939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/if-you-cant-find-me-christmas-tree-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110081699689249877</id><published>2004-11-19T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T05:55:41.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weather UpdateAn ordinary day/dew drop rain in the morning /cool fresh air/ a morning in the library/ an afternoon in the dark/I walked out/ half/ awake/ staring at the flurry of blobs/Rain I thought/Magnified for some reason/Frosty cold/ Extended the umbrella/ Soft flakes of Silver Dust resting on my shoulder/Not Rain/White Snow/.It's snowing but somehow my heart feels warm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110081699689249877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110081699689249877' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110081699689249877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110081699689249877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/weather-update-ordinary-daydew-drop.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-110081789402049361</id><published>2004-11-16T06:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T06:45:23.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bridget Jones--THE EDGE OF REASONThere is no reason why you shouldn't catch this movie. Oh Bridget Oh Bridget. Oh Mark Darcy Oh Colin Firth. This movie rocks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/110081789402049361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=110081789402049361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110081789402049361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/110081789402049361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/bridget-jones-edge-of-reason-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109979321408150688</id><published>2004-11-07T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T10:13:33.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Dinner PartyStarters:Five Spice Oriental CrackersMelon wrapped with Parma HamMains:White Rice (You have no idea how good this sounds here)Fried WantonSeasonal Vegetable Stir-fry with sweet prawnsHoney ChickenMushroom omeletteCurry Chicken with baby potatoesDessert:Bread &amp; Butter PuddingVanilla / Strawberry Yogurt Ice-creamBelgium chocolate coated cream puffsQuite an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979321408150688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109979321408150688' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979321408150688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979321408150688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-dinner-party-starters-five-spice.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109979245173055723</id><published>2004-11-07T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T09:54:11.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Dinner Party!Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109979421957308576</id><published>2004-11-07T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T10:30:24.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My GuestsPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979421957308576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109979421957308576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979421957308576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979421957308576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-guests-posted-by-mayflyflitting.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109979430728011713</id><published>2004-11-07T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T10:28:04.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More GuestsPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979430728011713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109979430728011713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979413200331116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109979413200331116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979413200331116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979413200331116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/random-shot-posted-by-mayflyflitting.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109979395498541739</id><published>2004-11-07T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T10:19:53.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy Busy BusyPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979395498541739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109979395498541739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979395498541739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979395498541739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/busy-busy-busy-posted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109979381044031894</id><published>2004-11-07T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T10:18:10.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taste of Home!Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979381044031894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109979381044031894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109979331184363862</id><published>2004-11-07T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T10:11:48.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sweet Sweet Sweet DreamsPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979331184363862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109979331184363862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979331184363862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109979331184363862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/sweet-sweet-sweet-dreams-posted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109979432670441203</id><published>2004-11-07T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T10:29:24.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home for us threePosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979432670441203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109979432670441203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109942817269303452</id><published>2004-11-03T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T04:42:52.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Halloween Night-- Witches, Angels, DevilsPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109942817269303452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109942817269303452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109942817269303452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109942817269303452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109942810693455898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109942810693455898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/glowposted-by-mayflyflitti_109942810693455898.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109934659479398831</id><published>2004-11-01T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T06:20:53.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WinterFor once in my life I experience the beginning of winter.And as part of life here, winter creeps in without warning and it's not until you notice the darkening skies at five pm in the evening, realise all the leaves have been raked away and the branches form awkward wire structures that you realise that the birds have gone and left you alone with dreams of spring</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109934659479398831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109934659479398831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109934659479398831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109934659479398831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/11/winter-for-once-in-my-life-i_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109934744706235921</id><published>2004-11-01T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T06:25:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The toggling of time back one hour is plain to all &amp; my body adapts to the slow darkness &amp; the new hour that loses itself in the flurry of early winter activity.So we momentarily turn back the hands of time butIf only we could exchange today for yesterday and make the past futureIf only I hadn't met youIf only September is November is December is March.If only.As if.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109907091962246996</id><published>2004-10-30T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T01:28:39.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tiramisu from Zizzi's ---Italian Italian!Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109907091962246996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109907091962246996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109907091962246996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109907091962246996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/10/tiramisu-from-zizzis-italian.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109838522322906395</id><published>2004-10-22T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T03:00:23.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of the Earlier days. Before the Chocolate Cravings Were SatisfiedPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109838522322906395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109838522322906395' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109838522322906395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109838522322906395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-of-earlier-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109826908842624438</id><published>2004-10-20T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T18:44:48.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proper Meal eh?Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109826908842624438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109826908842624438' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109826908842624438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109826908842624438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/10/proper-meal-ehposted-by-mayflyflitting.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109817534076282404</id><published>2004-10-19T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T16:42:20.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Morning SongI woke up to a window of red yellow trees and clouds in horizontal paths across the sky.Gaiety when I played my Chinese pop song to the splattering of butter.Freshly squeezed orange juice, salmon with cream sauce &amp; jam toast. Heaven.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109817534076282404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109817534076282404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109817534076282404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109817534076282404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/10/morning-song-i-woke-up-to-window-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109800704423534891</id><published>2004-10-17T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T18:06:01.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh!When I told my bro I was gonna cook, he murmured concern and worry. But hey! I haven't burn down any kitchen (yet.) I was like reassuring him I wasn't using a knife or a chopping board. He was like mumble mumble... then exclaim "Just Don't cook for your friends." Heh... there must be a reason why I have one bowl only.Coming to Notts and living in self-catered accomodation has taught me the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109800704423534891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109800704423534891' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109800704423534891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109800704423534891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/10/eh-when-i-told-my-bro-i-was-gonna-cook.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109800745834334434</id><published>2004-10-17T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T18:09:48.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm.Don't ask me what it was meant to be.Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109800745834334434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109800745834334434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109800745834334434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109800745834334434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109795446117508225</id><published>2004-10-17T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T03:21:01.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things Are Swinging Back In ActionSome days I ...Wake up to a dew drop rain .Walk past the roundabout to school and embrace the warm corridors. Wrap myself in my scarf and watch my breath imprint the cool air. Gaze at the wide blue sky as I walk round campus. Have Late night pizza and hot chocolate. Late breakfast brunch on Saturday courtesy of my little frying pan... cream custard biscuits </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109795446117508225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109795446117508225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109795446117508225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109795446117508225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/10/things-are-swinging-back-in-action.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109374849902164016</id><published>2004-08-29T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T11:01:39.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some of the lovely shots from yesterday's gathering.There are more lovely shots but I don't have the patience to put everything up. Will put them up on Yahoo when I have the time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109374849902164016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109374849902164016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374849902164016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374849902164016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/08/some-of-lovely-shots-from-yesterdays.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109374836553947256</id><published>2004-08-29T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T10:59:25.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am taller than Pamela... WeePosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109374836553947256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109374836553947256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374836553947256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374836553947256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-am-taller-than-pamela.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109374828793122139</id><published>2004-08-29T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T10:58:07.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grins &amp; Gleeful CheerPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109374828793122139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109374828793122139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374828793122139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374828793122139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/08/grins-gleeful-cheerposted-_109374828793122139.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109374822819907255</id><published>2004-08-29T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T10:57:08.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Low Descendants of the 21st CenturyPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109374822819907255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109374822819907255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374822819907255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374822819907255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/08/low-descendants-of-21st-centuryposted.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109374813602030790</id><published>2004-08-29T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T10:55:36.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hands Up!Posted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109374813602030790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109374813602030790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374813602030790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374813602030790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/08/hands-upposted-by-mayflyflitting.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109374808737062244</id><published>2004-08-29T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T10:54:47.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smiling Maddie &amp; 'Aha! You Caught Me' SiyiPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109374808737062244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109374808737062244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374808737062244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374808737062244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/08/smiling-maddie-aha-you-caught-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109374799716406806</id><published>2004-08-29T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T10:53:17.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Ichee DarlingsPosted by Mayfly_flitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109374799716406806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109374799716406806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374799716406806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109374799716406806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/08/ichee-darlingsposted-by-mayflyflitting.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-109289800670380196</id><published>2004-08-19T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T14:46:46.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Intermediate flashEverybody's probably abandoned my blog but I will be back with regular posts in September... I promise...In any case, it's 24 days before I leave andthere are just too many things to dotoo many goodbye-s to say,too many ends that need to be tiedhmm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/109289800670380196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=109289800670380196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109289800670380196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/109289800670380196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/08/intermediate-flash-everybodys-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108840617659537775</id><published>2004-06-28T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T15:07:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My japanese name is 秋本 Akimoto (autumn book) 美晴 Miharu (beautiful clear sky).Take your real japanese name generator! today!Created with Rum and Monkey's Name Generator Generator.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108840617659537775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108840617659537775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108840617659537775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108840617659537775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-japanese-name-is-akimoto-autumn.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108680047860343778</id><published>2004-06-10T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T01:01:18.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why do things always come in pairs?I am entirely shocked by the relevance of a random TV show with the mind-boggling events of the day.Sometimes I feel like my life mimics The Truman Show. Scary.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108680047860343778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108680047860343778' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108680047860343778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108680047860343778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/06/why-do-things-always-come-in-pairs-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108671599540984034</id><published>2004-06-09T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T01:33:15.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was almost bullied into a crying mess. Thank goodness for parents... and.... strawberry shortcake. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108671599540984034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108671599540984034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108671599540984034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108671599540984034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/06/was-almost-bullied-into-crying-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108668473377655663</id><published>2004-06-08T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T22:18:47.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SMAP Concert 2004Everyone's probably gonna groan and say ' wah why this girl never get over it uh?If this continues, we are all gonna stop reading her blog' But I digress.(and do not care about you.)There is much speculation that SMAP is gonna have their concert in freakin' September! Urgh. I hate this--Coz' I won't be able to go.(Yeah like take a weekend off school with the excuse that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108668473377655663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108668473377655663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108668473377655663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108668473377655663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/06/smap-concert-2004-everyones-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108557517793972459</id><published>2004-05-26T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T20:40:15.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In Vogue once againI am over those fancy blogskins.Shall stick to the simplicity of this. Will post some pictures in the weeks to come. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108557517793972459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108557517793972459' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108557517793972459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108557517793972459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/05/in-vogue-once-again-i-am-over-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108556148798124549</id><published>2004-05-26T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T16:51:27.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What Classic Movie Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108556148798124549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108556148798124549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108556148798124549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108556148798124549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/05/what-classic-movie-are-youpersonality.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108346182437454269</id><published>2004-05-02T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T09:41:24.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tagboardrealized that tagboard is slightly out of order...hehe... Can type in invisible ink first and highlight with your cursor to see if you have made any mistake.LOL. Will sort out when I find the code pertaining to font colour. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108346182437454269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108346182437454269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108346182437454269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108346182437454269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/05/tagboard-realized-that-tagboard-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108342476032769390</id><published>2004-05-01T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T23:40:33.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Excerpt from Jh's blog (Modified)1.What does your name mean? Scholarly, wise and graceful 2.Describe yourself in 7 words. Cynical, impulsive, slothful, clumsy but determined.3.How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? Ten minutes to observe a hygienic routineand all the time to twirl my hair. 4.Do you find waking late nice or annoying? It's a ritual.5.Do you have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108342476032769390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108342476032769390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108342476032769390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108342476032769390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/05/excerpt-from-jhs-blog-modified-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108290522014574555</id><published>2004-04-25T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T08:25:11.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There are times when I feel misunderstood. I have a lot of stuff to handle in my life and it's not only uni applications and academic responsibilities. I am not saying they are any more important than the things you have to do but just like I respect your priorities and privacy, I have a lot of other stuff which I don't like to talk about. But these things really mean to me and I get really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108290522014574555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108290522014574555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108290522014574555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108290522014574555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/04/there-are-times-when-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108208925104455369</id><published>2004-04-16T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T12:24:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trying not to be too much of a spoilerGood bye to that silly hobbit-like jumping bean.Good riddance!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108208925104455369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108208925104455369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108208925104455369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108208925104455369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/04/trying-not-to-be-too-much-of-spoiler.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108160278786528922</id><published>2004-04-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T21:16:58.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A new Start I hope.Sorrow gave way to let Happiness step its right foot in.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108160278786528922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108160278786528922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108160278786528922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108160278786528922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/04/new-start-i-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108132087680879782</id><published>2004-04-07T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T15:02:35.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you prod me again, I will hit your face.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108132087680879782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108132087680879782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108132087680879782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108132087680879782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/04/if-you-prod-me-again-i-will-hit-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108116378963257811</id><published>2004-04-05T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T19:20:13.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hbmb!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108116378963257811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108116378963257811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108116378963257811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108116378963257811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/04/hbmb.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108092445289440755</id><published>2004-04-03T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T00:51:12.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For those who haven't seen the picture yet. Mystery!Mystery!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108092445289440755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108092445289440755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108092445289440755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108092445289440755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/04/for-those-who-havent-seen-picture-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108092437878858026</id><published>2004-04-03T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T00:49:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to sort out this soon. Silly kinks in the encoding . The picture appeared ten times I accessed the page and disappeared ten other times I accessed the page. Tsk. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108092437878858026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108092437878858026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108092437878858026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108092437878858026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-need-to-sort-out-this-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221309.post-108083783432037700</id><published>2004-04-02T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T00:57:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brief Notes on A.I.I don't think Camile Velasco is good but that doesn't mean that I think she can't sing. In fact I like the arrangement of some of her songs. (Like Motown Week) But she looks terrible as a performer. I dunno why but just feel like she's undergoing some excruciating pain when she performs. And she's too soft. I can't bloody hear her. Though if you can get hold of her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/feeds/108083783432037700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221309&amp;postID=108083783432037700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108083783432037700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221309/posts/default/108083783432037700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furorpoeticus.blogspot.com/2004/04/brief-notes-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Xh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00282257550321616896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
