<?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-14047989</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:56:38.937+01:00</updated><title type='text'>etc..........</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-5820272168831160906</id><published>2007-01-28T19:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-28T20:12:08.197Z</updated><title type='text'>Good Night &amp; Good Luck</title><content type='html'>heyyy everybody.. yet another long break.. just don't seem to have enough hours in the day... between going to office, trying to make some sort of sense of the mess that is work these days and then coming back home exhausted there's no time to even think about blogging even if I felt like switching on my comp... all I can think about seems to be hitting the bed... and bfr u know it, tis time to go through the same grind once again.. even the weekends seem to come and go without making it's presence felt.. I know one day I'm gonna wake up and wonder what the hell happened to all those years...aaarrgggghhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways to get to the point.. I think it's time to draw the curtains on my blog... I don't seem to have the time to be be able to update this with any sort of regularity which kinda sucks...twas fun just being able to ramble but hey as they say all good things come to an end... hopefully I'll still be able to check in on my favorite haunts so keep it going ppl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-5820272168831160906?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/5820272168831160906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=5820272168831160906' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/5820272168831160906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/5820272168831160906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-night-good-luck.html' title='Good Night &amp; Good Luck'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-7032333888643850264</id><published>2006-11-26T20:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:40:22.602Z</updated><title type='text'>who needs wires to get tripped up?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>bought laptop... bought wireless router.. set up wi fi network.. surfing is no longer limited to my room..theoretically atleast..but practically tis so freaking slow I might as well make the trip in car and bring back the web page myself... no need to bring it back actually if I'm already there but that's not the point... the point is my wi fi connection is soooooooooooooo damn slow..and just to make things worse some pages doesn't even load.. and I'm not talking about some obscure crap but sites such as yahoomail for one...faulty router perhaps??nope...my flatmate bought a laptop and that's working fine on my network so that is obviously not the culprit..further investigation shows that the wireless cards are different on the 2 machines..so it has to be something wrong with my card, right? wrong!!! just for the sake of experimenting I logged into my neighbour's network (she has an unsecured connection..bless her) and it works fine.. wireless is always slower than the wired connection I guess but it is way better than what I get from my own network and is consistent over all the sites despite the limited signals I get... so then it is something to do with my card (intel pro wireless 3945ABG) and that specific router (SafeCom SWBR 5400)? scoured the web trying to find something to substantiate that but no luck.. or maybe tis just something to do with the fact that my network is secure and something is screwed up with my authentication? altho again the fact that my flatmate is not having any probs kinda rules that out too I suppose...  like &lt;a href="http://lair.fierydragon.org/"&gt;Drac&lt;/a&gt; always says..OMGWTF!!!!! I have been at it trying to figure out what the hell is wrong but I have absolutely had it now.. was just about to throw in the towel and revert back to my wired connection (which works fine btw) when &lt;a href="http://spectralcentroid.blogspot.com/2006/11/save-spectral-movement.html"&gt;Spectral&lt;/a&gt; gave me an idea..rather I took one off him... ask u guys.. any ideas at all y this is happening? apart from the fact that who ever is up there has a twisted sense of humor and is reveling in my misery that is.... oh btw, no prizes for anyone figuring this out except he /she will have my undying gratitude.. what more can u ask for right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-7032333888643850264?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/7032333888643850264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=7032333888643850264' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/7032333888643850264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/7032333888643850264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-needs-wires-to-get-tripped-up.html' title='who needs wires to get tripped up?!?!?!'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-116249657596729068</id><published>2006-11-02T19:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-02T19:48:52.010Z</updated><title type='text'>the week that was...</title><content type='html'>well it was more than a week but it sure feel like it was only a couple of days..among watching SL getting thrashed by which is practically a second string Pakistani side and a SA side we should have motored over easily I also had to get back to going to work after a pretty decnet break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first though the cricket...dissapointing to say the least..although they weren't the traditional subcontinental wickets where batsmen n the spinners rule this time around the obvious but curious lack of application by our guys meant that we are out yet again at teh group stages.. pretty pathetic display by a team who should have managed a way higher level of performance with the kind of momentum they were carrying into the tournament..for me the touch of complacency plus an unwillingness to address the real holes in his players by the captain also was pretty hard to take. or mayb I am just being grouchy cos after all the trouble gone through to get a Sky connection I had to endure a crappy display by our guys.. wouldn't hav been too bad had it not been for the fact that this team really seemed like shaping up pretty well during the past coupla months.. obviously teams are gonna lose matches but the way they played was..weelll...I don't have to repeat myself nuh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was a whole new ball game(no pun intended)... the initial happiness (for the lack of a better word) that comes with knowing that u r actually going to work at a decent hour was heavily dampened after the first morning when I realised that not only is my body clock still working according to my previous commitments but I need to leave home about a hour and half ealier than expected to make it to work on time.. n when the wrk is not exactly thrilling (yes I'm still hoping that something of the sort will come around) it is so damn hard to get up in the morning to drag myself outta da house on time.. still in training which drastically limits my internet access during the day time which sucks big time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atleast tis Friday tmrw..there's full two days of lazing around doing jack all to look forward to..aarrrgghhhh :) till next time ppl.. me off to find some food...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-116249657596729068?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/116249657596729068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=116249657596729068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/116249657596729068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/116249657596729068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/11/week-that-was.html' title='the week that was...'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-116110983349990973</id><published>2006-10-16T19:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T19:30:33.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky's the limit....</title><content type='html'>aahhhh...woooo hoooo...yippeeeeeeeeee....hurray even :) finally managed to convince a coupla others to pitch in for a Sky / broadband pkg.. from my reaction you can probably guess the depravation I have been under lately.. that's a thing of the past though.. no more crappy TV.. no more rushing to uni to access the net.. and most importantly just in time to watch the Champions trophy.. suddenly being at home not doing anything much doesn't seem to be all that bad.. atleast until I get the bills atleast.. oh well.. worrying can wait..I'm off to watch the highlights of the SA/NZ match..pretty chuffed abt the result too.. serves them right for skipping out of SL I say... hope r guys thrash them outta the park too..laterz!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-116110983349990973?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/116110983349990973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=116110983349990973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/116110983349990973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/116110983349990973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/10/skys-limit.html' title='Sky&apos;s the limit....'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-116056140808704338</id><published>2006-10-08T11:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T11:14:54.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect job...</title><content type='html'>is a myth I have decided..or mayb even an illusion..doesn't really matter as long as it is understood that there is no such thing for me.. not yet atleast..yes I still hav hope..I'm sure none of you will grudge me that.. anyways back to the point.. yesterday was my last day.. not at the work place but at my job.. I have gotten a different type of job with the same company, even though I vowed never to return to technical duties I have decided to take up.. in a strange way I'm gonna miss this.. not the job exactly but rather the ppl.. it was a pretty good experience first up..oh well..life goes on I suppose.. the main reasoning behind going back to much despised technical duties is that some type of a proper job is better than nothing..I was meant to start on my new assignment from tmrw but as fate would have it was postponed to the 23rd.. so I have two weeks with nothing to do.. time for my usual trip down south..can't wait :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-116056140808704338?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/116056140808704338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=116056140808704338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/116056140808704338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/116056140808704338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/10/perfect-job.html' title='The perfect job...'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115949093529349353</id><published>2006-09-29T01:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T01:48:55.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PS:</title><content type='html'>just for the record.. I would like to state that I have nothing against old people..tis just that it was pretty creepy at the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at work..waiting for my ride to show up..siigghhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah got my results..pretty good ones at that.. pleasantly surprised to b honest.. altho I seem to have some sorta luck when it comes to exams.. just hoping it would spill over to finding a job one of these days as well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-115949093529349353?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/115949093529349353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=115949093529349353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115949093529349353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115949093529349353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/09/ps.html' title='PS:'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115949071986150590</id><published>2006-09-26T15:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T01:55:09.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy train rides and planes that take ur head off..</title><content type='html'>that was what my weekend consisted of..got an extended weekend worked out after a bit of swaping here &amp; there and headed down south as usual although this time my 4hr journey ended up being almost double that amount cos of some maintnence work on the tracks..I was routed through Carlisle which incidently I was informed was the highest mainland train track in the UK and provides some awesome views of the Yorkshire Dales, totally irrelevant to the point I was getting at but thought I'l give it a mention too..so anyways the trian was so deserted when I got on I was in a carraige by myself.. had some good chillout music in my iPod and was nicely settling into a good snooze when all these old ppl came in..from practically every station.. and when I say old.. I mean oollldddd.. headful of white hair, walking sticks the full works.. did I mention that they got on from practically every station?? and the trian stopped every 10 minutes at a station down the line.. I kid u not.. it was as if anyone who walks into a the train immediately ages to 124 or therabouts..the whole train was full of them.. it wouldn't hav been too bad f it was only that.. but u know how old people love to talk? ask u this, that and the other thing?? well nooo... these ppl were so damn quiet it was scary.. most of the time the mobile phones weren't even in service.. it could have been right out of a bad horror movie.. I wouldn't have been surprised f I had turned into a guy with white hair and stuttering along with the help of a walking stick after the end of that trip...but I managed to escape unscathed..altho I have noticed a lot more whitehairs on my head now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually got to C&amp;Js place after like 12hrs on the road..rails rather..and crashed for the night..well tried to atleast but with the freaking planes coming in like every minute or so I might as well been trying to hammer a nail in with cotton wool.. the next time someone argues abt how Heathrow aint the busiest airport in the world I'm gonna deck him..seriously.. tis so annoying.. everytime a plane passes over u get this vibrations and all electrical equipment goes wonky.. altho I was told that one gets used to it.. but still..thats' beside the point.. f u can jump far enuf u can practically touch those planes..aside from the annoyance factor tis pretty cool to c.. especially at night when u can c abt five planes lined up one behind the other waiting to come into land..wonder whether any of the pilots ever have the urge to overtake eh?wouldnt that b a sight?two boeing 707s going head to head racing for the landing strip..reminds me of pvt buses back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a coupla things to do in London.. not the least of which was an Interior Designing exhibition which was pretty cool.. surprised myself with how much I liked it actually.. considering the fact I only went in the first plc to keep UV company.. had a nice relaxing session at David Lloyd's in the evening (bless C&amp;J for their pvt membership) with a Jacuzzi, Sauna etc.. and to top it all off had Kottu after like almost one year.. hav to admit..it was pretty good.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all had quite a good weekend for a change.. but as with all good things it must come to an end.. back to Dundee and my usual routine now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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off..'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115849310551428745</id><published>2006-09-17T12:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T13:41:23.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>umm wat is one to do with this funny shaped ball???</title><content type='html'>seems to me our rugger players needs to b taught that first of all..was trying to put off commenting on this season to as later as possible in the eternal hope of something good to write abt....but after the debacle yesterday..the less said abt it the better...aarrggghhhh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-115849310551428745?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/115849310551428745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=115849310551428745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115849310551428745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115849310551428745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/09/umm-wat-is-one-to-do-with-this-funny.html' title='umm wat is one to do with this funny shaped ball???'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115826058916335750</id><published>2006-09-14T19:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T21:06:00.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>From breaking house to breaking backs</title><content type='html'>In the process of moving house these days.. even though it is freaking exhausting I'm kinda glad to have something else to focus on other than looking for jobs.. atleast for   a short while.. once u actually start sorting out ur room it is surprising to realise how much junk you have accumulated over the years.. well in my case tis just one year.. those little little things that you bring home and just throw on top of the table to b used at some point in the future are just sitting there n invariably thrown out.. for a person who I thought was pretty organised it was a rude tug back to reality to find all tsorts of rubbish in my room.. I shudder to think what I might find back home f I ever needed to move out completely…probably will need to call a truck to carter my refuse bfr getting down to the actual stuff I need.. anyways… managed to pack most of the things I need into my bags and ended up throwing away the others cos I just couldn’t b bothered any more.. had a coupla friends come n help with the packing up so wasn’t too bad seeing that they did most of the cleaning in order to get the house looking presentable so the landlord won’t quibble abt giving my deposit back.. hoping that an annual clean up will do the job might b a tad too optimistic but I still have hope.. finally sorted everything out but I definitely am not gonna b around when the trash collectors come around.. they will probably sue me for the amount of junk I have put out this time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n onto my mention abt breaking backs.. the new flat is 4 floors up on an apartment block which is up on a bloody hill to boot.. carrying my bags up to this place was not pleasant to say the least.. I managed to get the heaviest stuff into the new place with only a little bit of back trouble and a lot of curses from my friends who still stuck around to finish the job.. now all there remains is for me to negotiate this trek up n down everyday without wearing my feet down…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-115826058916335750?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/115826058916335750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=115826058916335750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115826058916335750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115826058916335750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/09/from-breaking-house-to-breaking-backs.html' title='From breaking house to breaking backs'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115452404710601792</id><published>2006-07-30T00:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T14:07:27.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another night..another dollar...</title><content type='html'>or a few pounds as the case maybe in this particular scenario.. n for those of you'll who's mind is in the gutter..the answer is an emphatic NO!!!!! I don't do THAT!!I just work the night shift at a Telecommunications Company..anyways it's just past midnight on Saturday and here I am at work..well not this exact minute u understand but I have almost 6hrs to go thanx to trying to be a good samaritan.. I can think of hundreds of ways to spend a weekend and this doesn't even make that list.. but alas as they say, beggars can't b choosers....normally I would be getting ready to go back at this time of the night but one of the guys who was supposed to do tha late late shift had to leave unexpectedly and me being the helpful person that I am volunteered to cover for him.. BIG MISTAKE.. I didn't realise that it was one thing to work till 2 in the morning but a whole different prospect to work until 6..for those who are wonderng whether there is anything to do in a call centre at that tim of the night you would be surprised..all the drunks and insomniacs in the UK seems to be on the phone wasting their money and our time.. but talk to them we must..that's what we get paid for after all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after finishing the postgrad things have not gone that smoothly itseems.. still waiting for my results and looking for a proper job with absolutely no success thus far.. altho given the fact that I can't seem to make up my mind as to what exactly I wanna do yet that is not too surprising I guess.. I have been surfing around looking at jobs, talking to recruitment agencies etc etc but things just doesn't seem to go beyond that stage..as a result I am becoming more n more inclined towards hitting the jackpot with the national lottery and retreating to my own island in the caribbean..&lt;em&gt;(Mental Note: Start buying lottery tickets)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need more caffeine in my system to keep me awake and civil to the idiots who keep on phoning in..altho I have to admit not all are nutcases..tis just that they all seem to blend in together at this time of the morning.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-115452404710601792?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/115452404710601792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=115452404710601792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115452404710601792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115452404710601792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-nightanother-dollar.html' title='Another night..another dollar...'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115322728959304800</id><published>2006-07-18T13:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T13:57:53.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise of the Phoenix....</title><content type='html'>well not quite but u'll get what I'm on abt f u read enough of this.. been having trouble with my blog for a long time now n not being the most technically savvy person around I was almost ready to give up this blog and move on.. but that was easier said than done so here I was trying to fix whatever the hell was wrong and not getting no where in particular when the brain storm struck.... I should just start anew :) altho for the purists among you that myt seem to be taking the easy way out, I'm glad to say that I don't c it like that n I don't particularly care either especially since I still get to keep on adding my two pennies worth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah..the pic in the profile was done from the link provided in &lt;a href="http://spectralcentroid.blogspot.com/2006/04/fuck-it-is-that-b-or-e.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post...I got it from Spectral so I figured the credit should go to him.. thnx!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-115322728959304800?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/115322728959304800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=115322728959304800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115322728959304800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115322728959304800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/07/rise-of-phoenix.html' title='Rise of the Phoenix....'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115253684318592480</id><published>2006-07-10T13:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T12:31:39.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>the weekend gone past has provided me an insight to the true meaning of that word..even though it's over I'm not complaining cos I wasn't too particular on this bittersweet business..prefer it one way or the other any day.. to add to that I  was actually at work the whole weekend too..yah yah I'm one of those unfortuante souls who has to work during weekends :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways the great sporting weekend didnt start too proimisingly..messed up my knee playing cricket and am immobile these days..apart from the fact that I have to limp off to work due to the lack of holidays that is&lt;em&gt;(mental note: keep sick holidays for days that u actually are sick rather than wasting on days when u r just lazy to go to work&lt;/em&gt;) as the football commentators refuse to let us forget Michael Owen who suffered torn ligaments was carried off immediately and flown to consult the world's top doctors while I on the other hand had to drag myself for a good half hour to find a freakin ice pack.. what a difference the ability to kick a ball around makes eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come Saturday things were looking decidedly better...altho my knee was still giving me a lot of grief one Amelie Mauresmo managed to give me hope to salvage this weekend.. she won the finals of Wimbledon!! not that in itself was of any significance to me but the last time a French woman came to the wimbledon finals 8 years ago she &lt;strong&gt;lost&lt;/strong&gt; but the football team went on to lift the world cup..so tis only right that the fact that Mauresmo won the Wimbledon, should resign the French footballers to the runners up position this time around..Portugal gave their now customary theatrical performance on the football field but was beaten resoundingly by the Germans and things were shaping up very well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the much awaited Sunday of Finals revealed no surprises early on with Federer overcoming a spirited challenge by Nadal.. the game was pretty good considering the fact that Federer seems to be just floating thru games without breaking a sweat these days.. on grass atleast... the footy started in such a rush f u left ur seat at the beginning u wud have missed both the goals..as i was at work with a TV iunstalled specially for the summer ryt next to me I had no such probs :) even though France looked to be the more dominant side Italy managed to keep them on level grounds..with the likes of Viera, Ribery and Henry being substituted for one reason or the other, the match f to b decided on penalties, was slowly shifting toward the Italians.. altho ZZ would have been remembered for many of his past exploits on the field with the football he chose to bow out of the game with a headbutt into the chest of Materazzi..&lt;em&gt;altho I must admit, f one absolutely must make an exit on a red card ZZ's choice is definitely the way to earn one..&lt;/em&gt;sure he myt have been taunted but for a player of his experience and calibre with the world cup within his grasp that was a disapointing gesture to say the least.. the penalties came and went with the Italians efficiently carrying out their jobs while Trezeguet experienced a yet another emotionally charged match..he scored the golden goal to defeat Italy in Euro 2000 but this time he missed the penalty which lost France the world cup..sport really does seem to be the great leveller!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-115253684318592480?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/115253684318592480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=115253684318592480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115253684318592480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115253684318592480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/07/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115220604725589270</id><published>2006-07-06T17:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T13:47:34.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hammer the poms....</title><content type='html'>yet another long break...well this time atleast I have a good excuse..my site seems to be giving problems..need to get it sorted out properly or this is one blog which will look like a hurricane swept over it..in the process of getting it sorted actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sportswise a satisfying week thus far.. on Saturday SL absolutley hammered the English cricket team to the ground with the master, Jayasuriya himself leading the charge..altho the whole top order did a terrific job all through out the series..for a change.. and then after I get home, I'm in for a rather pleasent surprise, to put it mildly, the English football team is tied at extra time with the Portugese..once the whistle for the playing time is blown there can b only one winner despite the English commentators going on abt how the law of averages favors the English..well right on cue the so called English superstars make a mess of it n the guys behind the mikes are left with egg on their face n unable to even face the camera...on the subject of which, whatever happened to neutral commentries?especially the cricket seems to b one biased comment after another which is pretty annoying... Murray salvaged a bit of pride at Wimbledon (him being a Scot I'm not really complaining) but then the british charge was held up on Tuesday with him being knocked out on the verge of the final rounds...aaahhhhhhhhhhh...life is good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a blast during the weekend but had to be back for the daily grind once the week started..i have discovered that it's one thing to wish to b indoors during sub zero tempratures but when the sun is out n the day is absolutely glorious one is prone to go mad staying indoors..which aint much of a choice considering that I have to sit in front of a PC for 8 hours a day.. I shall not get back into griping abt my current work since the money is good enough to keep in food n clothes...but f anyone out there knows the winning lottery numbers I would gladly take the responsibilty out of ur hands n single handedly take the risk of winning the &lt;a href="http://tviv.org/Lost/Cursed_Numbers"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cursed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; money....n I would even share some of the loot with ya to show my gratitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's hoping for another good weekend with Italy grabbing the cup n Germany atleast getting into 3rd place (Portuagal lost my vote after 2 straight games of trying to con the ref)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-115220604725589270?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/115220604725589270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=115220604725589270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115220604725589270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115220604725589270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/07/hammer-poms.html' title='Hammer the poms....'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115806086891052706</id><published>2006-06-01T21:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T16:55:19.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On thin ice..</title><content type='html'>Wasn't exactly on top of my "To DO" list but I have a thing for trying out stuff.. thus on an especially dull wednesday evening I found myself at an Ice Rink..After telling myself that it can't b that bad f so many ppl were doing it with seemingly no effort I was relatively happy walking along from the changing rooms to the ice rink on ultra thin looking &lt;em&gt;(or mayb it was just my eyes)&lt;/em&gt; skates without much of a problem..Stepping onto the ice stripped away any confidence I had with my legs giving away ona regular basis so much so I was hanging on to the support rail for the first half hour just to keep upright..managed to skate around for a coupla rounds but in all honesty calling it skating is a &lt;em&gt;slight&lt;/em&gt; exaggeration...The fact that 10yr olds were whizzing around performing tricks didn't do much to lift my already battered morale but it did make me push myslf to try another coupla rounds and I did do it with out the help of the support rail even.. he.. heh.. I was proud of my achievement altho like all good things it had to come to end and this was in spectacular fashion with me on my backside..even worse than falling is the getting up part and much to the amusement of many of the onlookers I practically had to go on all fours till I could support myself and drag myslef up...oh well... I hear these kinda set backs are normal on first days so asied from a bruised bottom &amp; ego I think it went quite well, although the next skating session might b another 25yrs away specially since my partner aint letting me live it down gracefully... but to give due credit she did manage a better outing although she opted for the safe routes.. oh n to anyone who's thinking of trying this..tis definitely worth it..but remember to take a change of clothing just in case........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-115806086891052706?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/115806086891052706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=115806086891052706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115806086891052706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115806086891052706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/06/on-thin-ice.html' title='On thin ice..'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-115805959331659155</id><published>2006-05-27T23:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:13:14.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just married...</title><content type='html'>for all legal purposes atleast..Ammi n em r waiting back home to have a &lt;em&gt;proper&lt;/em&gt; ceremony.. the thought of which makes me shudder.. i'm not big on these public events in case u haven't figured out already..anyways that's sometime away so I'm not gonna worry too much abt it just yet.. thinking back though, tis amazing how quickly life changes and some things which u once thought were the cornerstones of ur life just cease to exist.. the amazing thing is that these changes aint necessarily bad either..anyways.. I'm not gonna get into a sentimental reminicense of the bygone days but it really is facinating to realise how you have changed over the years.. makes the future that much more mysterious..all the better me thinks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-115805959331659155?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/115805959331659155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=115805959331659155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115805959331659155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/115805959331659155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-married.html' title='Just married...'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-114253815273807351</id><published>2006-03-16T19:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:15:05.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back?</title><content type='html'>have been away for sometime but not by choice I assure you.. got tangled up with some things and well the short version is I just didn't have any spare time.. sounds like a cliche? well that's how it is actually.. won't bore any one with updates of what happened in the break but that's partly, well almost completely cos I have another point to ponder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to sound too bitchy or anything but life just has a way of turning around and giving you a good kick on the arse and get u back to reality doesn't it? n just when u thought that things were settled too... (another cliche u might think? what is with me today eh?)&lt;another&gt;&lt;another&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost at the end of the masters n I still can't figure out y the hell I signed up for it exactly.. (what a coupla months does to a person is absolutely amazing) except for the fact that it lets me meet up with my gf frequently :) &lt;except&gt;sure it spruces up my CV and knowldge etc etc but it does very lit'l to help in deciding what I am actually gonna do afterwards.. very dissapointingly I myt add..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis becoming a source of absolute wonder to me how ppl decide what they are gonna do in life.. I mean well a guy who studies his ass off for 3 yrs in school n then endures a further 5 - 7 yrs of medical college (depending on what the theme of the dominant union is, which is rarely nothing but striking against one thing or the other) is obviously looking fwd to a career as a doctor.. (which in itself is amazingly stupid or noble depending on ur view point but that's a different story best left for another time) but that type of person is quite the minority.. either that or I have been hanging out with the wrong crowd..hmm.. now that's a thought.. but I degress &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.. more to the point how do the &lt;em&gt;others&lt;/em&gt; decide what they want to do for the rest of their lives?? I mean..their &lt;em&gt;whole freaking life??? &lt;/em&gt;or do they just let life decide it for them.. do whatever seems appropriate at the time n hopefully it'll get u to some point where you can look back and say...aahhh that's me and retire with a villa in spain and some cash to burn...ok ok forget the villa but u get my drift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that kinda brings me back to the age old question..do v do what v like or do v do what that pays? for some I gues both are the same..hurray for them.. I really mean it too.. they r the lucky few..&lt;em&gt;i think..&lt;/em&gt; I mean given that our likes and dislikes are prone to change I'm not quite sure whether there is a choice anymore..and once u r far enough into something to actually realise that u r in the wrong trade u r stuck there anyways.. unless u have no obligations or commitments whatsoever you can say screw it n move on to yet another thing..&lt;em&gt;again a lucky few of whom at this point i'm beginning to suspect doesn't exist...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so does that mean that the majority of the ppl are doing something that they haven't planned on and just got there by accident? I mean does ur future depend on which turn u take at some road? &lt;em&gt;myt b a bit of an extreme example but it kinda sucks when u think abt it doesn't it?&lt;/em&gt; even more importantly r they enjoying it so much or dont they just have a choice? not very encouraging either way I should think.. or mayb I should just stop raving and get that job application filled out........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-114253815273807351?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/114253815273807351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=114253815273807351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/114253815273807351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/114253815273807351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2006/03/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back?'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-112261145784627658</id><published>2005-07-29T05:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:14:53.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>to go or not to go..that is the question....</title><content type='html'>hmm... big change in my life... well atleast the potential is immense for a big change in my life... I have been offered a place in a Scottish uni to do my Masters... considering that I have only left the country previously only on a couple of occasions &amp;amp; that too with about another 50 guys from the same school this is a bit of a daunting thought... &lt;especially&gt;but the opportunities opening upto me afterwards will far outwiegh any reservations I have... trying to work out the finer details with this offer nowadays... about a month left to get everything together so time's kinda short too...all I can do is hope for the best I guess...til next time...!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-112261145784627658?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/112261145784627658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=112261145784627658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/112261145784627658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/112261145784627658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-go-or-not-to-gothat-is-question.html' title='to go or not to go..that is the question....'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-112115298545839546</id><published>2005-07-12T07:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:14:43.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it some serious thought...</title><content type='html'>okk... the first few days after starting my blog hasn't exactly gone to plan.. was hoping that this would practically bcom an online journal for me &lt;to&gt;well in a nutshell nothing special has happened &amp; more disturbingly I haven't been able to access the net much for some obscure reason...so today was a very welcome day with nothing much on my plate and a good net connection to boot &lt;the&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend has been telling me about this sponsoring children programmes which helps out kids in various difficult areas which got me thinking... after a bit of searching on the internet, it seems so easy to help out, takes around 15p per day &lt;us$&gt;actually... which strikes me as a really low amount of money to help give someone a life.. &amp;amp; which I'm sure most ppl r ignorant abt.. but it should also be said that there are many counterfeit organizations around especially when considering online donations are fast becoming the norm in these type of transactions so careful research should be conducted bfr one embarks on this immensely worthwhile journey.. here's to hoping that anyone reading this will @least consider to take the opportunity to make a life for an unfortunate soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till later....!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-112115298545839546?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/112115298545839546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=112115298545839546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/112115298545839546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/112115298545839546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2005/07/give-it-some-serious-thought.html' title='Give it some serious thought...'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14047989.post-112004095721049014</id><published>2005-06-29T11:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T15:25:29.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro</title><content type='html'>hmmm.. let's c.. alwez wanted to do this but now when I actually start don't have much to say.. typical i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzz..... I gues the time is as good as any to thank Chutiya for all his &lt;strong&gt;voluntary &lt;/strong&gt;help in setting this up for me.... I could almost c his happiness beneath all the cursing &amp; shouting ;) seriously tho.. THANX!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what do u know.... I actually got some work to do.. is it me or is it always the case when u start doing something, loads of other things also appear n nothings ever there when u r so bored that u r willing to &lt;em&gt;recount&lt;/em&gt; the number of lit'l squares on the office roof just to keep urself from dozing off????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gues I best b off.. here's to hoping next time I'l actually blog something useful :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14047989-112004095721049014?l=randomstrikes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/feeds/112004095721049014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14047989&amp;postID=112004095721049014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/112004095721049014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14047989/posts/default/112004095721049014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomstrikes.blogspot.com/2005/06/intro.html' title='Intro'/><author><name>staticX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13196945447253797734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1300/1259/1600/avatar.7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
