<?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-5903681</id><updated>2011-09-07T23:32:38.409+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kunama's Quotes Page</title><subtitle type='html'>Just random stuff I come across every now and then!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>172</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-1369656355003787085</id><published>2011-06-10T11:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T11:12:49.087+10:00</updated><title type='text'>NULL, the stuff of users' nightmares</title><summary type='text'>Friendlier NULLIn a grouped list, if the group value is "NULL", "(empty)" is shown instead. NULL can be scary.Also changed:List v1 is no longer availableThe boats have been burned. Long live List v2!Service-Now June2011 release notes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/1369656355003787085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=1369656355003787085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1369656355003787085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1369656355003787085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2011/06/null-stuff-of-users-nightmares.html' title='NULL, the stuff of users&apos; nightmares'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-654350411251374922</id><published>2011-04-15T21:16:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T21:18:55.836+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Common employment agreement clause</title><summary type='text'>The clause "Maintain a professional approach when administering and/or making changes to customer property" was recently seen in an employment agreement.What would it really mean if such a line was found in, say, a stripper's contract?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/654350411251374922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=654350411251374922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/654350411251374922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/654350411251374922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2011/04/common-employment-agreement-clauses.html' title='Common employment agreement clause'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-805205429725555939</id><published>2010-12-10T22:37:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T22:42:22.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Leonyr's Champion</title><summary type='text'>Her penchant for dispensing death in a frilly gown was put aside in service to the King....She had defied death so many times that she feared it had thrown up its hands and walked away from her.Leonyr's Champion, by Sarah R. Suleski</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/805205429725555939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=805205429725555939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/805205429725555939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/805205429725555939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2010/12/leonyrs-champion.html' title='Leonyr&apos;s Champion'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-612101031219807232</id><published>2010-12-01T15:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T15:10:20.266+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert insults</title><summary type='text'>Pishlamuk means “to write one’s name by pissing … and spell it wrong.” In a culture where the land itself is literate, that’s a devastating insult. The noun form is lupîsh.This comment, sparked by this episode of The Admonishments of Kherishdar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/612101031219807232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=612101031219807232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/612101031219807232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/612101031219807232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2010/12/desert-insults.html' title='Desert insults'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-7457300606003590320</id><published>2010-10-01T11:24:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:31:00.752+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fixation</title><summary type='text'>"I don't know WHY I miss her, but ... No, wait. Yes I do. Those boobs. And that ass. I never used to be into girls that curvy, but MAN, once you hit THAT, other chicks just seem FLAT."Sven, from Questionable Content</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/7457300606003590320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=7457300606003590320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/7457300606003590320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/7457300606003590320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2010/10/fixation.html' title='Fixation'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-490157530842103886</id><published>2010-08-26T08:23:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T21:39:15.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious confinement</title><summary type='text'>"On a more serious note, keep close to Jai Minerva. She is your friend, after all. Tell me how things progress, and for the love of the Father, refrain from drawing attention to yourself. Why the expense of throwing a party? If you continue to do things you hate, I shall infer that you are mad and confine you to the bedroom upon my return."From this entry of Tapestry, by Whyste*edit* Tapestry is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/490157530842103886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=490157530842103886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/490157530842103886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/490157530842103886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2010/08/delicious-confinement.html' title='Delicious confinement'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-6792649402517292085</id><published>2010-07-13T12:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T12:10:58.261+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TF2 Medic</title><summary type='text'>Reason one million and six not to sleep with your co-workers: they may shoot you full of hallucinogenic drugs in a fit of jealous rage.TeratoMarty of tf2chan, on Medic's reaction to Spy's deception</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/6792649402517292085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=6792649402517292085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6792649402517292085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6792649402517292085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2010/07/tf2-medic.html' title='TF2 Medic'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-4652348229681638442</id><published>2010-02-12T01:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T02:09:52.991+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtles</title><summary type='text'>It is a mistake to say turtles hide in their shells. They merely need time to contemplate how best to bite your head off.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/4652348229681638442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=4652348229681638442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/4652348229681638442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/4652348229681638442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2010/02/turtles.html' title='Turtles'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-8192375463816776369</id><published>2010-02-03T14:55:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:58:08.559+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailors' girls</title><summary type='text'>Luciano says, "I don't even consider them pick up lines ... it's just how I've been taught to treat girls like queens for 48 hours."Luciano says, "The night of the meet, the night of you perform well ... take them to breakfast and ask them a bunch of questions about their careers, engage them in whatever is considered an intelligent conversation to them."Luciano says, "Show interest, take them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/8192375463816776369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=8192375463816776369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8192375463816776369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8192375463816776369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2010/02/sailors-girls.html' title='Sailors&apos; girls'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-8716391422249381307</id><published>2009-11-24T05:15:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:04:55.590+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Headshot</title><summary type='text'>Be polite. Be efficient. Offer to carry the damn spy because you totally jizzed too early.Comment from author tantarted, on her(?) NSFW Team Fortress 2 fanfic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/8716391422249381307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=8716391422249381307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8716391422249381307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8716391422249381307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2009/11/headshot.html' title='Headshot'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-5321557544152724746</id><published>2009-10-03T07:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T07:32:27.456+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Klingon To The Hope Of A Ticket</title><summary type='text'>Customer: “Two tickets for Star Trek, please.”Cashier: “That showing has sold out, sir.”Customer: “What! That’s impossible!”Cashier: “The IMAX is very popular sir. I am afraid we don’t have any more seats until tomorrow.”Customer: “I need to see this movie! You’re not a Star Trek fan. You wouldn’t understand! Please sell me a ticket!”Cashier: “I would love to sir, but the needs of the one or the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/5321557544152724746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=5321557544152724746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/5321557544152724746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/5321557544152724746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2009/10/klingon-to-hope-of-ticket.html' title='Klingon To The Hope Of A Ticket'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-793138433350194551</id><published>2009-09-13T04:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T04:12:16.447+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Caffeine</title><summary type='text'>I didn't truly appreciate the wonder and glory that is caffeine until I had to chase small children for a living.Char, on The Peacock King forums</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/793138433350194551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=793138433350194551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/793138433350194551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/793138433350194551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2009/09/caffeine.html' title='Caffeine'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-1791274296956973062</id><published>2009-03-02T01:33:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:35:16.449+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ducklings</title><summary type='text'>'Nay, it's too funny watching ye guess at everything and flounder.''Ye're sort of like a baby duckling who's gotten 'imself stuck upside-down in the water.''Distressing, but too amusing to correct it.'Gerald's Arms, from chapter 31 of The Peacock King</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/1791274296956973062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=1791274296956973062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1791274296956973062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1791274296956973062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2009/03/ducklings.html' title='Ducklings'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-4408250868710646541</id><published>2009-02-14T04:54:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:56:24.118+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(The Warlock Training Grounds): You say, "I made a dice bag."some time later...(The Warlock Training Grounds): You say, "I ought to replace these dice with balls."(The Warlock Training Grounds): Spudd says, "Ball sack?"(The Warlock Training Grounds): You say, "*snickers*."(The Warlock Training Grounds): Spudd says, "Oh, you made an Indrani dice bag?"(The Warlock Training Grounds): Spudd says, "I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/4408250868710646541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=4408250868710646541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/4408250868710646541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/4408250868710646541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2009/02/warlock-training-grounds-you-say-i-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-1393560258504350144</id><published>2008-12-21T22:51:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:56:27.471+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dukhobortsy</title><summary type='text'>The Dukhobortsy, or 'Fighters for the Spirit' emerged in the second half of the eighteenth century, also probably from the Khlysty. Their theology was vague. They taught that human souls had been created before corporal bodies. Some, having sinned before the creation of the world, were punished by being cast into the material world without recollection of what had gone on before. All rituals and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/1393560258504350144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=1393560258504350144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1393560258504350144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1393560258504350144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/12/dukhobortsy.html' title='Dukhobortsy'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-2419682017863224409</id><published>2008-12-19T19:44:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:46:02.892+11:00</updated><title type='text'>C &amp; T amusement</title><summary type='text'>08:27  * Kunama hands Shidayu some nuts08:27  * Shidayu pushes them away08:27 &lt;Imaruki&gt; heh....I'm just gonna leave that one alone08:27 &lt;Shidayu&gt; I don't like the nuts I already have08:27 &lt;Kunama&gt; that's rude..08:27 &lt;Daedreaming&gt; lol, shid touched Kunama's nuts.08:27  * Kunama insists Shidayu try them08:27 &lt;Shidayu&gt; ...oh god08:27  * Kunama rolls around laughing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/2419682017863224409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=2419682017863224409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2419682017863224409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2419682017863224409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/12/c-t-amusement.html' title='C &amp;amp; T amusement'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-674831521426534024</id><published>2008-12-03T21:12:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:26:29.729+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandatory availability</title><summary type='text'>“Dear Choristers,We just a few days away from the first rehearsal of the most anticipated and mysterious Dawn project!Please find the schedule below to refresh your memory and to double check your availability, but note – you really CANNOT pull out of that programme as we need absolutely everyone!&lt;many rehearsal dates&gt;All the calls are mandatory, unless you already have approved leave.Kind </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/674831521426534024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=674831521426534024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/674831521426534024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/674831521426534024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/12/mandatory-availability.html' title='Mandatory availability'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-1039506912401163903</id><published>2008-11-30T02:39:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T02:39:59.931+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Aural skills</title><summary type='text'>“Well, that’s elves,” she said. “They hear so keenly they never learn to listen.”Professor Bryony</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/1039506912401163903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=1039506912401163903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1039506912401163903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1039506912401163903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/11/aural-skills.html' title='Aural skills'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-6810232713263996703</id><published>2008-11-09T02:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:08:28.399+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Developing speaking skills</title><summary type='text'>"Speak to yourself daily. Get used to frequent soliloquies. Describe things around you, tell what you are doing or intend to do."From hereBeware. Those learning new languages will appear to be mad, and may remain so even after having mastered the language.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/6810232713263996703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=6810232713263996703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6810232713263996703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6810232713263996703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/11/developing-speaking-skills.html' title='Developing speaking skills'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-6196229421669506256</id><published>2008-10-27T21:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:23:37.120+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding vows</title><summary type='text'>I shall be a shield for your back, and you for mineI shall not slander you, nor you meI shall honour you above all others,And when we quarrel we shall do so in privateAnd tell no strangers our grievances.This is my wedding vow to youThis is the marriage of equals.From this page of The Phoenix Requiem</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/6196229421669506256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=6196229421669506256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6196229421669506256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6196229421669506256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/10/wedding-vows.html' title='Wedding vows'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-33840265687607246</id><published>2008-10-22T00:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:09:39.928+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Thing</title><summary type='text'>“Life doesn’t give us a heavier burden than we can bear.”“Actually, it sometimes does,” Steff said. “The good news is it rarely does that more than once.”“I guess I just don’t know a good thing when I’ve got it.”Steff reached over, took one of my hands, and placed it on top of Amaranth’s breast.“There,” she said, as we both looked over at her in confusion. “That… for reference… is a good thing.”</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/33840265687607246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=33840265687607246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/33840265687607246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/33840265687607246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-thing.html' title='A Good Thing'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-3372545706420930783</id><published>2008-10-20T23:47:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:47:55.342+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mullet</title><summary type='text'>Mullet: Business at the front, party at the back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/3372545706420930783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=3372545706420930783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/3372545706420930783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/3372545706420930783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/10/mullet.html' title='Mullet'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-5472450627302463648</id><published>2008-09-30T18:14:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:16:45.439+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Vibrating components</title><summary type='text'>"I believe the machine's motion is perpetuated by the frequency resonance of its components."*blank stare*"Parts of it vibrate to make it work."From this page of the Wapsi Square comic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/5472450627302463648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=5472450627302463648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/5472450627302463648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/5472450627302463648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/09/vibrating-components.html' title='Vibrating components'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-3688576445935741098</id><published>2008-09-29T05:05:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T05:06:28.904+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Explosions</title><summary type='text'>Do not fear. In the old country, every day punctuated by explosion. Some days, militant insurgents, other days, local boys shove goat into gas main.From here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/3688576445935741098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=3688576445935741098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/3688576445935741098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/3688576445935741098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/09/explosions.html' title='Explosions'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-8379375629800116315</id><published>2008-09-24T01:23:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:26:35.749+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If somebody asks you to have sex in the ruined temple of an unknown god, say no. It doesn’t matter how hot the guy is or how much your blood is pumping. It’s not going to be worth it.Seriously, just don’t.Jamie, from Chapter 52 of More Tales of Mu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/8379375629800116315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=8379375629800116315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8379375629800116315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8379375629800116315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-somebody-asks-you-to-have-sex-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-2853349620654088827</id><published>2008-09-09T01:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:24:13.761+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><summary type='text'>"In the fields of observation chance favours only the prepared mind." - Louis Pasteur, French scientistFound in this Wikipedia article</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/2853349620654088827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=2853349620654088827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2853349620654088827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2853349620654088827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/09/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-6414435803868093483</id><published>2008-09-04T02:01:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:02:27.333+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Americans</title><summary type='text'>"Those Americans. They just have to be different. Different currency, different measuring system, different musical jargon! What else is there?""And they're fat.""What??""And they're fat.""Heeheehee. Insult to injury. I like that!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/6414435803868093483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=6414435803868093483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6414435803868093483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6414435803868093483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/09/americans.html' title='Americans'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-2690494971810429984</id><published>2008-09-03T02:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T02:14:56.135+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pillow fights</title><summary type='text'>Man vs Woman = fun.Man vs Man = gay.Woman vs Woman = awesome.Man vs Pillow = crazy.Pillow vs Pillow = crazy awesome.That's a real pillow fight right there! If you see two pillows fighting, you know something's goin down. They're designed for relaxation. If they're fighting, what hope do we have?One time I saw two geese fighting, and I was like, "This is a pillow fight ahead of time."Demetri Martin</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/2690494971810429984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=2690494971810429984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2690494971810429984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2690494971810429984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/09/pillow-fights.html' title='Pillow fights'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-1573967109852433368</id><published>2008-09-03T00:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:23:00.468+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fidelity</title><summary type='text'>Kunama:"But researchers have found that the bluebirds have a sex life that rivals a television soap opera."dun dun dunnnnnnLizzie says:heheheLizzie says:coming soon to a screen near youLizzie says:hot chicks and classy birdsFrom this article, which I found from this article, which was found after feeling sceptic about this article on a study about genes affecting predisposition to commitment</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/1573967109852433368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=1573967109852433368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1573967109852433368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1573967109852433368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/09/fidelity.html' title='Fidelity'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-2483876626605976771</id><published>2008-09-02T22:48:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:53:50.595+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom and failure</title><summary type='text'>»◦::Kunama::◦« - predicting doom and failure as of 29th August says:omg I don't know what to do with myself if I actually graduate at the end of this year &gt;_&lt;w(pi)de says:Is your dilemma a case of too many options as opposed to no options?»◦::Kunama::◦« - predicting doom and failure as of 29th August says:um... sort of a I don't know what options there arew(pi)de says:Eh? Most people like to earn</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/2483876626605976771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=2483876626605976771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2483876626605976771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2483876626605976771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/09/doom-and-failure.html' title='Doom and failure'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-5510175720563684015</id><published>2008-08-16T00:10:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:16:53.289+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner</title><summary type='text'>There was a knock at the door.  He didn’t get a chance to say come in or get the hell away before the door opened and in stepped a servant.  The family is expecting you for dinner, sir, the man said impassively, standing stiffly by the door.I’ll be down, Russ said, making no move to get up.Do you know which dining room they are in, sir?  The servant raised an eyebrow.No, he had to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/5510175720563684015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=5510175720563684015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/5510175720563684015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/5510175720563684015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/08/dinner.html' title='Dinner'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-2079793361994992004</id><published>2008-07-04T00:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:45:56.501+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocebo</title><summary type='text'>An example of nocebo effect is someone who dies of fright after being bitten by a non-poisonous snake.- Wikipedia, on nocebo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/2079793361994992004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=2079793361994992004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2079793361994992004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2079793361994992004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/07/nocebo.html' title='Nocebo'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-8153747576194145734</id><published>2008-06-29T04:45:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T04:50:05.724+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Doomsday</title><summary type='text'>I was presented with a problem: find the day of the week that Christmas falls on, given any year.Having no clue, I turned to Google. The search terms "day of the week 25 December any year" gave me the following page, which states:Christmas is always the day before Doomsday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/8153747576194145734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=8153747576194145734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8153747576194145734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8153747576194145734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/06/doomsday.html' title='Doomsday'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-2818825671236553539</id><published>2008-06-03T03:51:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T03:55:14.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadows</title><summary type='text'>Alex: Promise you'll tell her.Lizzie: I promise.Alex: I'm falling away again. I can't stay anymore. But she has to know, or this will all have been for nothing.Lizzie: What should I tell her?Alex: That the shadows are learning. And they don't listen any more. Not to me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/2818825671236553539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=2818825671236553539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2818825671236553539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2818825671236553539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/06/shadows.html' title='Shadows'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-4148242669796691704</id><published>2008-05-10T02:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:24:22.198+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye World</title><summary type='text'>monoxide says (2:16 AM):... i want to write a 'goodbye world' programmonoxide says (2:19 AM):#!/usr/bin/perlfor $i (1..10) {sleep 1; print (10-$i);}print "Goodbye world!";&amp;global_thermonuclear_meltdown;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/4148242669796691704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=4148242669796691704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/4148242669796691704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/4148242669796691704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbye-world.html' title='Goodbye World'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-7411758377174479374</id><published>2008-05-04T20:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:10:18.754+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Largo</title><summary type='text'>"Bwahahah! You blind fool!He was a m3g4 l33t extra special forces assassin from the army of complete and total undeadness!Random innocent people around you will crack open your head and suck out your brains!You must ph33r everything and everyone! Who cares if people think you are crazy!?!You do not ph34r enough!Watch me set my pants on fire!"-Largo, from this comic at MegaTokyo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/7411758377174479374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=7411758377174479374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/7411758377174479374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/7411758377174479374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/05/bwahahah-you-blind-fool-he-was-m3g4.html' title='Largo'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-8669442874890655837</id><published>2008-05-04T20:07:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:13:02.675+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck penis</title><summary type='text'>The Argentine lake duck is small, weighing a little more than a pound (640 grams) and extending about 16 inches (41 centimetres) long from head to tail. Its penis, at about 17 inches, is the longest of any bird known so far, said McCracken."Measurements that we had taken before were all from dissected birds, and we thought [the penis] was about 20 centimeters [8 inches]," he said. "But in April </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/8669442874890655837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=8669442874890655837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8669442874890655837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8669442874890655837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/05/duck-penis.html' title='Duck penis'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-2491989130069924333</id><published>2008-05-04T20:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:12:11.195+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads</title><summary type='text'>Wedge: "...And this young lady is Hallis."Tomer: "Where's your other head?"Hallis gave him a sorrowful look. "When I was walking around today, I met a young man who had no head. Just a stump that suggested he had a long, sad story to tell. But of course he couldn't, because he had no head."From Star Wars X-Wings: Starfighters of Adumar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/2491989130069924333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=2491989130069924333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2491989130069924333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2491989130069924333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/05/wedge.html' title='Heads'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-777181557684996858</id><published>2008-03-04T03:44:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T03:49:32.265+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Free bird</title><summary type='text'>Found here: http://www.magnesium.net/~dag/translations/random/karu_luonto.png</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/777181557684996858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=777181557684996858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/777181557684996858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/777181557684996858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/03/free-bird.html' title='Free bird'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtaMoaUW1_w/R8wr_fVttAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/4bl-Zk-co8c/s72-c/karu_luonto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-6528333089251434297</id><published>2008-02-17T07:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T07:42:32.785+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusk</title><summary type='text'>Because I can't find the words on the internet anywhere, (yes, wtf) the following is supposedly a poem by John Blight. In 2006, Dan Walker put them to music for 8 voices because the Sydney singers who love music paid him to, and titled it "Dusk". It is a wonderful piece of music, but for some reason I can't find any recordings of it either, which is a great pity.Before the night,at the last hour </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/6528333089251434297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=6528333089251434297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6528333089251434297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6528333089251434297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2008/02/dusk.html' title='Dusk'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-8414277292287393346</id><published>2007-12-04T19:15:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:56:31.215+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees</title><summary type='text'>A: Why is there a tree growing in the middle of our backyard?B: Because it is a tree. That's what trees do.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/8414277292287393346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=8414277292287393346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8414277292287393346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8414277292287393346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/12/trees-why-is-there-tree-growing-in.html' title='Trees'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-6188422502482355992</id><published>2007-11-15T17:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T17:35:15.486+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk coding</title><summary type='text'>[16:51:25] &lt;@Ophichius&gt; Dae, speaking of drunken exploits, I still have that ungodly scary C code you and a bunch of other people wrote while drunk.[16:51:40] &lt;@Ophichius&gt; The one that has 'I am a little teapot, short and stout' as a valid line of code.[16:51:49] &lt;Daeken&gt; lmao, yea[16:51:56] &lt;@Ophichius&gt; I've yet to be crazy enough to compile and run it.[16:52:43] &lt;Kunama&gt; PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/6188422502482355992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=6188422502482355992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6188422502482355992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6188422502482355992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/11/drunk-coding.html' title='Drunk coding'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-6173895308789477490</id><published>2007-11-14T03:11:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:56:00.393+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese</title><summary type='text'>"Well humans live around a lot of cows. They squeeze the creature's milk out of big, dangling nipples next to its groin. Then they let the lactation go rotten until it hardens, and..."Extracted from Goblins</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/6173895308789477490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=6173895308789477490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6173895308789477490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6173895308789477490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/11/cheese-well-humans-live-around-lot-of.html' title='Cheese'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtaMoaUW1_w/RznPnFHMjWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6tWakAQlYwo/s72-c/cheese.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-8201178525998629606</id><published>2007-11-13T23:43:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:56:44.988+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stardust</title><summary type='text'>Massive stars burn much hotter than that the Sun and are strong sources of UV radiation. They are capable of fusing heavier and heavier elements, elements such as Carbon, Nitrogen, Oxygen and so on up to Iron.If you have ever wondered where all the chemical elements came from, the answer is that nearly all of them were made inside of massive stars. The very material in our bodies was once inside </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/8201178525998629606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=8201178525998629606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8201178525998629606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/8201178525998629606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/11/stardust-massive-stars-burn-much-hotter.html' title='Stardust'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-6691151286928344321</id><published>2007-09-11T21:38:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:56:58.778+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair winds and following seas</title><summary type='text'>A nautical benison, a benediction of sorts, seen/heard at retirements and other shipmate departures.'Fair wind' = 'may the wind fill your sails favourably for the duration of your voyage.''Following sea' refers to a sea swell that doesn't overtake the ship. It is very difficult to control any boat or ship when the swell overtakes it and shoves it forward, causing the boat to skew broadside-on to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/6691151286928344321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=6691151286928344321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6691151286928344321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6691151286928344321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/09/fair-winds-and-following-seas-nautical.html' title='Fair winds and following seas'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-115626851577677314</id><published>2007-09-11T15:32:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:57:08.992+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasso</title><summary type='text'>"Both scratches and scuffs [on CDs] can be removed by the same method - by polishing them out using Brasso. Engineers have been using Brasso as a polish for plastics ever since it was released as a polish for brass."http://www.mcgee-flutes.com/scratches.html</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/115626851577677314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=115626851577677314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115626851577677314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115626851577677314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/09/brasso-both-scratches-and-scuffs-on-cds.html' title='Brasso'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-6902870795977422538</id><published>2007-09-09T01:11:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:57:24.323+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sword</title><summary type='text'>Khensu says, "I love you guys, you know that?"Tyrsson says, "Do now."Zangestu says, "LIES."Khensu says, "Oh stfu and get back in the sword."You say, "Hahaha."Tyrsson says, "He."Zangestu says, "NOOOOOOOO."Zangestu says, "Please, it's small in there."Khensu says, "Don't make me send my inner hollow to get you."You say, "O_o *hides*."Zangestu says, "BUT IT'S SO TINY."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/6902870795977422538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=6902870795977422538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6902870795977422538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/6902870795977422538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/09/sword.html' title='Sword'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-1618534494047951931</id><published>2007-07-07T19:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:57:51.673+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard</title><summary type='text'>"We come to the fish markets, and you order a meat pie!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/1618534494047951931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=1618534494047951931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1618534494047951931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/1618534494047951931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/07/overheard-we-come-to-fish-markets-and.html' title='Overheard'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-2866302242120672693</id><published>2007-07-07T19:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:58:04.022+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy eating habits</title><summary type='text'>Tamuril says, "Ok, I'm gonna go cook my fish."Tamuril says, "Will let you all know how it turns out."Elone says, "Meow... Let your dog or cat eat, then wait 1 hour, if they live, you eat too."Tamuril says, "She can eat anything and survive."Tamuril says, "She ate live lightbulbs once."You say, "..wow."Tamuril says, "Were only just turned on so they werent hot."Tamuril says, "She got to one and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/2866302242120672693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=2866302242120672693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2866302242120672693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2866302242120672693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/07/puppy-eating-habits.html' title='Puppy eating habits'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-2226681481448283942</id><published>2007-02-20T12:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:58:13.771+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Violins</title><summary type='text'>Stephen: "You've got to be careful who's around when you talk about F holes. Don't know what people might think when taken out of context."Matthew: "Doesn't the G string go over the F hole?"Stephen: "...yes, yes it does."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/2226681481448283942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=2226681481448283942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2226681481448283942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/2226681481448283942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2007/02/violins.html' title='Violins'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-116177829383208372</id><published>2006-10-25T22:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:11:33.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I know, bandwidth theft etc. But this place isn't visited by all that many people anyway.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/116177829383208372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=116177829383208372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/116177829383208372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/116177829383208372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeah-i-know-bandwidth-theft-etc.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-115910317598800223</id><published>2006-09-24T23:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T23:06:16.013+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"And I knew too that every human being is a secret mystery, and every one deals differently with their pain."Joella, in Terra-Farma by Gillian Rubinstein</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/115910317598800223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=115910317598800223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115910317598800223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115910317598800223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-i-knew-too-that-every-human-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-115859158296075037</id><published>2006-09-19T00:49:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:58:34.709+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fowl</title><summary type='text'>A woman and her family moved to the country to live on a farm. Among the many animals on the farm were ducks, chicken, and three pairs of geese.The woman explained to her two daughters that geese mate for life.Unfortunately, one goose died.The girls were heartbroken. "Now what's going to happen, Mom?" they asked. "She's going to be single!"No problem. The goose took up with a duck.Then the goose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/115859158296075037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=115859158296075037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115859158296075037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115859158296075037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/09/fowl-woman-and-her-family-moved-to.html' title='Fowl'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-115088846457056455</id><published>2006-06-21T21:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:58:51.755+11:00</updated><title type='text'>StarGate and South Park</title><summary type='text'>Tristan says:half my div is into stargate now...»｡::Kunama::｡« says:only now?Tristan says:it started with about 5 hardcore fans...and now its 30 peopleand people in other divisions»｡::Kunama::｡« says:w00t.how long till the other half convert too?Tristan says:if my plan goes well, not longTristan says:i've been asked to be president of a hypothetical stargate clubone that doesnt actually exist...»</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/115088846457056455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=115088846457056455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115088846457056455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115088846457056455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/06/stargate-and-south-park-tristan-says.html' title='StarGate and South Park'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-115021121790887337</id><published>2006-06-14T00:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:59:13.940+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Word association</title><summary type='text'>q=-) -=Net147=- q=-) says:null»｡::Kunama::｡« says:null?q=-) -=Net147=- q=-) says:nil»｡::Kunama::｡« says:0 ?q=-) -=Net147=- q=-) says:nothing»｡::Kunama::｡« says:nadaq=-) -=Net147=- q=-) says:void»｡::Kunama::｡« says:vacuumq=-) -=Net147=- q=-) says:black hole»｡::Kunama::｡« says:infinityq=-) -=Net147=- q=-) says:1/0»｡::Kunama::｡« says:undefinedq=-) -=Net147=- q=-) says:#1.INF»｡::Kunama::｡« says:\0q=-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/115021121790887337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=115021121790887337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115021121790887337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/115021121790887337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/06/word-association-q-net147-q-says-null.html' title='Word association'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-114970087898759830</id><published>2006-06-08T03:20:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:00:19.740+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hgames</title><summary type='text'>http://www.rdrop.com/users/tierna/hgames.html... haha had you fooled. It's not hentai.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/114970087898759830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=114970087898759830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114970087898759830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114970087898759830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/06/hgames-httpwww.html' title='hgames'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-114969578502378957</id><published>2006-06-08T01:54:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:00:36.161+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Compliments</title><summary type='text'>Me:Who else likes the fact that we have someone competent - and randomly amusing - answering questions for us on UTSOnline? *huge grin*Thomas: (the tutor guy answering questions)May the wind always be at your back, and the warm sun grace your long days.No, I don't mark anything :-P*edit 3 April 2007*OMG lyrics! Related, or just coincidence..."May the road rise to meet you.May the wind be at your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/114969578502378957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=114969578502378957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114969578502378957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114969578502378957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/06/compliments-me-who-else-likes-fact.html' title='Compliments'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-114853008920988528</id><published>2006-05-25T14:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:08:09.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Location: Alumni green, between buildings 1 and 4Occasion: 'Back to the green'Scene:Green green grass. Sunlight over the right half, shadowed on the left (due to the buildings). People, seated and standing in small groups on the grass. Tables laid out with the last of the free food behind. There is a band set up on a stage in the top left corner, with 4 or 6 pairs of speakers arranged on either </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/114853008920988528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=114853008920988528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114853008920988528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114853008920988528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/05/location-alumni-green-between.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-114623448678893827</id><published>2006-04-29T00:24:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:01:32.191+11:00</updated><title type='text'>C assignment problem and explanation</title><summary type='text'>Question:&lt;Insert some problem description of something not working&gt;The value refers to the invalid using of "*(array)++;"However, if i follow the lab05 exercise, which was using "*array++", it didn't prompt the above error but i can't increment the array's value.Answer:*(array)++;is equivalent to:*((array)++);which is kinda equivalent to:*pointer;Which is sorta equivalent to:42;Which doesn't do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/114623448678893827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=114623448678893827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114623448678893827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114623448678893827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/04/c-assignment-problem-and-explanation.html' title='C assignment problem and explanation'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-114286790165367531</id><published>2006-03-21T02:16:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:01:42.482+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stacking it</title><summary type='text'>http://www.xanga.com/j4ppy/442790590/am-i-slack.htmlI found it wasn't funny until someone else started laughing. Then I couldn't stop laughing for a while. Why is that anyway?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/114286790165367531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=114286790165367531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114286790165367531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/114286790165367531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/03/stacking-it-httpwww.html' title='Stacking it'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113827130589192372</id><published>2006-01-26T21:20:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:02:14.007+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><summary type='text'>"Stuffing is stuff that you stuff into stuffed stuff."-Net147</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113827130589192372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113827130589192372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113827130589192372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113827130589192372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/01/stuff-stuffing-is-stuff-that-you-stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113759058336323211</id><published>2006-01-19T00:21:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:02:25.623+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Disability</title><summary type='text'>TWO brothers with muscular dystrophy were made to crawl to their car after security guards at a Melbourne shopping centre refused to let them take wheelchairs through the front entrance, their sister said today."What are they going to do – run away with it?" Story found here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113759058336323211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113759058336323211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113759058336323211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113759058336323211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/01/disability-two-brothers-with-muscular.html' title='Disability'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113671745063136755</id><published>2006-01-08T21:49:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:02:40.101+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Astrology contradictions</title><summary type='text'>What happens this week for the capricorn-aries pairing?capricornA poor time to go it alone. Not because you couldn't do it but because you have better stars for working in a group. There is contact with people in public places, possibly at public entertainments such as sport. A good time to adjust business arrangements by ending or starting them. If you're not invited to a wedding, you'll hear of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113671745063136755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113671745063136755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113671745063136755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113671745063136755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/01/astrology-contradictions-what-happens.html' title='Astrology contradictions'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113671735146813200</id><published>2006-01-07T23:47:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:02:54.526+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><summary type='text'>"I want to live my life, carrying my memories with me.Even if those memories are painful,even if those memories do nothing but hurt me...Even those memories I wish I could forget...As long as I keep carrying them with me, and don't run away from them, someday......someday, I believe I will get to the point where I'm not oppressed by those memories.I'd like to think that there's not a single </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113671735146813200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113671735146813200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113671735146813200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113671735146813200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/01/memories-i-want-to-live-my-life.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113610963932689602</id><published>2006-01-01T20:59:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:03:04.007+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Record weather</title><summary type='text'>"Today is the hottest and coldest day of the year so far."yuri_primef's msn nickname</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113610963932689602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113610963932689602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113610963932689602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113610963932689602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2006/01/record-weather-today-is-hottest-and.html' title='Record weather'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113318389105323496</id><published>2005-11-29T00:17:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:03:21.836+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut butter</title><summary type='text'>"Peanut butter makes an excellent shaving cream substitute. It also can be used as a very effective anti-perspirant in an emergency."Found in this webcomic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113318389105323496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113318389105323496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113318389105323496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113318389105323496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/11/peanut-butter-peanut-butter-makes.html' title='Peanut butter'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113307212880225720</id><published>2005-11-27T17:13:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:03:49.235+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Symbolism of origin</title><summary type='text'>"Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man’s rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved."-Philo of JudeaFound quoted on this xanga</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113307212880225720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113307212880225720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113307212880225720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113307212880225720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/11/symbolism-of-origin-be-very-careful-if.html' title='Symbolism of origin'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113307152183443230</id><published>2005-11-27T17:03:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:04:04.822+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention grabbing</title><summary type='text'>Ok class, we have a lot to cover today, so listen up!*Beats you with a ruler*Tim's current newspost</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113307152183443230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113307152183443230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113307152183443230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113307152183443230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/11/attention-grabbing-ok-class-we-have.html' title='Attention grabbing'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113282945939424007</id><published>2005-11-24T21:47:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:04:14.775+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice guy</title><summary type='text'>Mandi: "Heh... you have a soft spot for anything with a pair of ovaries."Jon: "Do not."Mandi: "Face it, Jon... you're a nice guy."Jon: "Mandi, I kill people in exchange for money... I'm a fully licensed and bonded, official, card-carrying, non-nice person."Seen in this web comic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113282945939424007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113282945939424007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113282945939424007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113282945939424007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/11/nice-guy-mandi-heh.html' title='Nice guy'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-113116996311315499</id><published>2005-11-05T16:50:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:04:29.004+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Drugs and dangers of abuse</title><summary type='text'>"So remember kids: just say no! To sticking needles in your wing-wang. Oh, and drugs. Say no to those, too. Especially say no to sticking needles full of drugs in your wing-wang. Also remember that if your penis falls off in this manner, it does NOT make good conversation with your future in-laws over dinner. Just say no to in-laws, too."Found here, in C&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/113116996311315499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=113116996311315499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113116996311315499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/113116996311315499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/11/drugs-and-dangers-of-abuse-so-remember.html' title='Drugs and dangers of abuse'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112930491006368941</id><published>2005-10-15T01:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T02:12:56.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Grief dallied with nor law nor limit knows."I'm reading Shakespeare.Voluntarily.Yes, you may now look shocked.The poem I'm reading is titled The Rape of Lucrece.Lucrece is very eloquent, but appealing to logic in the face of lust is so very pointless.Feel free to go away once you get bored. It's a long, pointless post.I disagree with Shakespeare on this line:"But she hath lost a dearer thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112930491006368941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112930491006368941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112930491006368941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112930491006368941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/10/grief-dallied-with-nor-law-nor-limit.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112922284222570858</id><published>2005-10-14T03:00:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:04:40.670+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I got bored</title><summary type='text'>Kunama in Penultimate FantasyBouncy and vibrant, this offbeat story, set in a world much like our own, draws the viewer into the journey of sceptics, Tillius (Ben Stiller) and Kunama (Alicia Silverstone), who find themselves troubled indeed because a chance meeting has been made possible by Kunama's misguided boss, Slippedinsane (Kenneth Branagh). Nudity is kept to a tasteful zero.Produced by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112922284222570858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112922284222570858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112922284222570858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112922284222570858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-got-bored.html' title='I got bored'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112861268441129306</id><published>2005-10-07T01:29:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:05:34.231+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse's asses and the US train lines</title><summary type='text'>The US standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That's an exceedingly odd number.Why was that gauge used?Because that's the way they built them in England, and English expatriates built the US Railroads.Why did the English build them like that?Because the first rail lines were built by the same people who built the pre-railroad tramways, and that's the gauge </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112861268441129306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112861268441129306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112861268441129306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112861268441129306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/10/horses-asses-and-us-train-lines-us.html' title='Horse&apos;s asses and the US train lines'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112860770990763817</id><published>2005-10-06T23:36:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:05:44.145+11:00</updated><title type='text'>On fire and man</title><summary type='text'>Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.Terry Pratchet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112860770990763817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112860770990763817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112860770990763817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112860770990763817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-fire-and-man-build-man-fire-and.html' title='On fire and man'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112853523797023632</id><published>2005-10-04T11:59:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:05:55.116+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Something that I needed to hear/read...</title><summary type='text'>Come with me by yourselves and rest awhile,I know you're weary of the stress and throng,Wipe from your brow the sweat and dust of toil,And in My quiet strength again be strong.Come now aside from all the world holds dear,For fellowship the world has never known,Alone with Me, and with My Father here,With Me and with My Father, not alone.Come, tell Me all that you have said and done,Your victories</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112853523797023632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112853523797023632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112853523797023632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112853523797023632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/10/something-that-i-needed-to-hearread.html' title='Something that I needed to hear/read...'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112766510651852561</id><published>2005-09-26T02:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T02:18:26.523+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I choose to love you in silence..For in silence i recieve no rejection.I choose to love you in loneliness..For in loneliness no oneOwns you but I.I choose to adore you from a distance...For distance will shield us from pain.I choose to kiss you in the wind..For the wind is gentler than my lips.I choose to hold you in my dreams..For in my dreams you have no endFound in the signature of ++saikano++</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112766510651852561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112766510651852561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112766510651852561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112766510651852561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-choose-to-love-you-in-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112633674339749815</id><published>2005-09-10T17:14:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:06:10.365+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats and porn</title><summary type='text'>Let’s be honest... you can’t swing a cat in the internet without hitting porn, and if you try to swing a cat there’s probably someone out there willing to pay to see you swing said cat on a webcam. So yes, new users will find porn. A lot of porn. Whether they’re looking for it or not.And eventually, if they’ve been on the net long enough, the porn will come looking for them.From here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112633674339749815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112633674339749815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112633674339749815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112633674339749815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/09/cats-and-porn-lets-be-honest.html' title='Cats and porn'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112583089665932866</id><published>2005-09-04T20:38:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:06:44.928+11:00</updated><title type='text'>asm pickup lines</title><summary type='text'>[20:06:11] &lt;Daeken&gt; you know, i think it's impossible to devise a pickup line involving asm.[20:06:15] &lt;Sholtar&gt; probably[20:06:32] &lt;Sholtar&gt; i want to push your register? lmfao[20:06:36] &lt;Daeken&gt; haha[20:06:39] &lt;Kunama&gt; ... *stunned*[20:06:46] &lt;Daeken&gt; wanna go home and pop the stack?[20:06:49] &lt;Sholtar&gt; hahaha[20:06:51] &lt;Kunama&gt; XD[20:07:04] &lt;Kunama&gt; that doesn't even make sense XD[20:07:14] &lt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112583089665932866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112583089665932866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112583089665932866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112583089665932866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/09/asm-pickup-lines-200611-hahaha-just.html' title='asm pickup lines'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112488834783650845</id><published>2005-08-24T22:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:06:54.783+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploding nuts</title><summary type='text'>"Score an X-shape on the flat side of each chestnut, without penetrating the flesh. (This prevents the chestnuts from exploding in the oven.)"Taken from The Classic Italian Cookbook, by Julia Delia Croce</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112488834783650845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112488834783650845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112488834783650845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112488834783650845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/08/exploding-nuts-score-x-shape-on-flat.html' title='Exploding nuts'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112480374536445596</id><published>2005-08-23T23:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:29:05.370+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Unidentified aircraft this is Denver center, reduce speed to something that complies with known laws of physics."From this comic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112480374536445596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112480374536445596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112480374536445596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112480374536445596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/08/unidentified-aircraft-this-is-denver.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112374025509172142</id><published>2005-08-11T16:03:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:07:06.809+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Well-behaved search engines</title><summary type='text'>It's easy to prevent search engines from deep linking to a specific page. Simply include the following meta-tag code in the HEAD part of the page:&lt;META NAME="robots" CONTENT="noindex"&gt;Well-behaved search engines will exclude any such page from their databases.Found here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112374025509172142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112374025509172142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112374025509172142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112374025509172142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-behaved-search-engines-its-easy.html' title='Well-behaved search engines'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112368646736033267</id><published>2005-08-11T00:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:07:19.407+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Human stupidity</title><summary type='text'>Anyone who's ever administered even the most modest database knows that we humans need to be protected from ourselves at every turn. If given the opportunity, we'll omit crucial information and include extraneous nonsense.Found here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112368646736033267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112368646736033267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112368646736033267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112368646736033267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/08/on-human-stupidity-anyone-whos-ever.html' title='Human stupidity'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112254824068908036</id><published>2005-07-28T20:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:07:31.760+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflict errors</title><summary type='text'>q=-) -=Net147=- q=-) says:there is an internal problem in the last build you have of mmplayerthe IPC client code in the media player is out of dateq=-) -=Net147=- q=-) says:it is incompatible with itselfTaken from an MSN conversation</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112254824068908036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112254824068908036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112254824068908036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112254824068908036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/07/conflict-errors-q-net147-q-says-there.html' title='Conflict errors'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112179503120559865</id><published>2005-07-20T03:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T03:43:51.210+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a fable about the way birds first got their wings. The story goes that initially, they were made without them. Then God made the wings, set them down before the wingless birds, and said to them, "Take up these burdens and carry them."The birds had sweet voices for singing, and lovely feathers that glistened in the sunshine, but they could not soar in the air. When asked to pick up the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112179503120559865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112179503120559865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112179503120559865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112179503120559865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-is-fable-about-way-birds-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112119146096855082</id><published>2005-07-13T04:01:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:07:45.905+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GUY FACTSWhen a guy is quiet,He's listening to youWhen a guy is not arguing,He realizes he's wrongWhen a guy looks at you with eyes full of questions,he expects you to leave him soonWhen a guy says, "I'm fine," after a few minutes,he means itWhen a guy stares at you,he thinks you're the most beautiful thing in the worldWhen you're laying your head on a guy's chesthe has the worldWhen a guy calls </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112119146096855082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112119146096855082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112119146096855082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112119146096855082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-wonder-if-this-is-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-112022493301761816</id><published>2005-07-01T23:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T23:35:33.023+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something from somewhere that I've been following for some timeA Death in the FamilyWhen you're done, go read all the other editorials too. They're less sombre.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/112022493301761816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=112022493301761816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112022493301761816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/112022493301761816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/07/something-from-somewhere-that-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111918487991911143</id><published>2005-06-19T22:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:41:19.940+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tim does strange things...i went to heathcote and installed windows 2000 on a subway sandwich in exchange for a subway sandwich and some...tobacco alternative!Taken from an MSN conversation</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111918487991911143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111918487991911143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111918487991911143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111918487991911143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/06/tim-does-strange-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111785958765543965</id><published>2005-06-04T14:25:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:08:18.926+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The insanity of IT courses</title><summary type='text'>jiayuan:if i failed skill part of pdc then i failed whole course? is that true??Andrew:Yes, unfortunately that is true. However if you pass the theory part of PDC, you may apply for your theory mark to be transferred to your next enrollment in PDC so that you only have to do skills next time.Rosalie:SOOooo does the transfer of mark apply if you have done PDC last semester(Spring 04)if   [so]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111785958765543965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111785958765543965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111785958765543965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111785958765543965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/06/insanity-of-it-courses.html' title='The insanity of IT courses'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111737971854396718</id><published>2005-05-30T01:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T01:15:18.550+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>siskataya:Well, its been two days and not one damn person seemed to want my charity gifts so I am closing my charity T_T I don't have time to keep bumping something nobody wants to use - flogging.a.dead.horse.Angry Excel:Everyone knows it's only fun to flog live mongooses. &gt;:DTel Janin:Mongeese!! or mongooses, or maybe its mongice, mongices? mongeeses...*pop*Taken from CT Tech Talk WIHL</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111737971854396718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111737971854396718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111737971854396718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111737971854396718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/05/siskataya-well-its-been-two-days-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111617275226181437</id><published>2005-05-16T00:38:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:08:29.401+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cityrail dissed by Melbourne resident</title><summary type='text'>"Your train system is confusing and expensive."So it's not just us Sydney/NSW ppls. Ha.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111617275226181437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111617275226181437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111617275226181437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111617275226181437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/05/cityrail-dissed-by-melbourne-resident.html' title='Cityrail dissed by Melbourne resident'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111556660576976606</id><published>2005-05-09T01:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:08:53.628+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am not a Gackt fan, but I do like these lyrics.(Copied from Kagrra's Tabulas)Gackt - OASIS (source: http://www.senshigakuen.com/translations/lyrics/gackt/oasis.htm)Until the night slowly ended, I was embracing youUntil I lose everything, without noticing I was being drowned in silence"It's painful... "If it had been my former self, my face would have been distorted in agony.If it's now, even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111556660576976606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111556660576976606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111556660576976606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111556660576976606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-not-gackt-fan-but-i-do-like-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111521987473707836</id><published>2005-05-05T01:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T01:17:54.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Existance is all determined by ideas; the idea is that he is himself, a clear awareness of being here.Once he thinks that here is not where he belongs, it's the same as not existing at all. He becomes a mere object.That is a very lonely, glum, cold and sad thing."-Spoken by Shinku, 5th doll of the Rozen Maiden. Taken from the anime 'Rozen Maiden'.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111521987473707836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111521987473707836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111521987473707836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111521987473707836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/05/existance-is-all-determined-by-ideas.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111520576904998208</id><published>2005-05-04T21:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:36:13.063+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://ece4co.vis.ne.jp/shockwave8/furaneko.htmlFura-fura necko.Aim of the game: to balance the kitty cat all the way to the goal.Other things: Avoid zappy lines and birds that drop things. Get the jewels.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111520576904998208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111520576904998208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111520576904998208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111520576904998208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/05/httpece4co.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111522006128594033</id><published>2005-05-04T01:20:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:09:02.377+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Tillius quotes</title><summary type='text'>"The dance of life spirals, even when you return to a point, you're not in the same place"-from a book Tillius was reading"A cool breeze flickers through the night, hinting at the peaceful rain preceding. A small shiver, quickly lost in beauty""Ignorance is bliss. True knowledge is utter euphoria"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111522006128594033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111522006128594033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111522006128594033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111522006128594033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/05/random-tillius-quotes-dance-of-life.html' title='Random Tillius quotes'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111469815712626596</id><published>2005-04-29T00:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:09:16.562+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Animania 2005</title><summary type='text'>Yes. I've submitted my volunteer application form thing. I'm hoping that dad will not prove to be an overprotective bastard. I have no intention of backing out when the time comes to actually do stuff.Shinzo, Nada, ayN, Tiffa, Haiironezumi, the rest... heeheehee. I'm going to pounce you at Animania. =PTo volunteer, read all the legal stuffs and sign up here:http://animania.net.au/volunteers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111469815712626596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111469815712626596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111469815712626596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111469815712626596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/04/animania-2005-yes.html' title='Animania 2005'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111452631452380273</id><published>2005-04-27T00:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T00:38:34.523+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Egger: Heres the history of our medicine.       "I have a sore throat."2000 BC : "eat this root"1200 AD : "That root is heathen, say this prayer."1500 AD : "That prayer is superstition, drink this elixir."1800 AD : "That elixir is snake oil, Take this pill."1900 AD : "That pill is ineffective, Take this antibiotic."2000 AD : "That antibiotic is artificial, Here why dont you eat this root."Found </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111452631452380273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111452631452380273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111452631452380273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111452631452380273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/04/egger-heres-history-of-our-medicine.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111358727162399947</id><published>2005-04-16T03:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T03:47:51.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So that's what people get up to in clubs...As if you needed further proof, we will now explore the oh-so subtitle act of grinding, or freaking if you will. I could go into a long, drawn out explanation process…try to illustrate the logistics involved…maybe even draw some diagrams. But I'll save us all some time and just say that freaking is vertical (mostly), dry sex. It's true! Go rent a porno (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111358727162399947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111358727162399947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111358727162399947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111358727162399947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-thats-what-people-get-up-to-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111215070389077535</id><published>2005-03-30T12:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T12:45:03.890+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uni has turned our brains to mush...ayN: What time do you get off on Thursdays?Tiffany: *pause* Friday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111215070389077535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111215070389077535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111215070389077535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111215070389077535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/03/uni-has-turned-our-brains-to-mush.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111085524828197124</id><published>2005-03-15T13:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T13:54:08.283+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Error #003: Earth destroyed." - Oops.http://www.greylight.com/glpc/wodquotes.html</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111085524828197124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111085524828197124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111085524828197124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111085524828197124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/03/error-003-earth-destroyed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903681.post-111070794441919195</id><published>2005-03-13T20:57:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:11:24.536+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Parent's worst nightmare?</title><summary type='text'>Nickashera wrote:Found this in a friends journal O_o--------------------Dear Dad,It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with mom and you.I've been finding real passion with Joan and she is so nice-even with all her piercing, tattoos, and her tight Motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion dad, she's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/feeds/111070794441919195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903681&amp;postID=111070794441919195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111070794441919195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903681/posts/default/111070794441919195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunama.blogspot.com/2005/03/parents-worst-nightmare-nickashera.html' title='Parent&apos;s worst nightmare?'/><author><name>Kunama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
