<?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-4614165401550882625</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:12:37.507-07:00</updated><category term='Disciple 32'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='antimatter'/><category term='songs'/><category term='Hot Chip'/><category term='alli speed'/><category term='3d'/><category term='sluts'/><category term='avatar'/><category term='RandB'/><category term='The Acciaccaturas'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='dailybooth'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='wine'/><category term='english literature'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='corn'/><category term='gigs'/><category term='england'/><category term='Jordan Green'/><category term='analysis'/><category term='students union'/><category term='email'/><category term='euromillions'/><category term='myspace'/><category term='apples'/><category term='car'/><category term='Timbaland'/><category term='charles trippy'/><category term='shrimp'/><category term='britain'/><category term='sherbet lemons'/><category term='drummerlaura'/><category term='britney spears'/><category term='photography'/><category term='pikey'/><category term='booze'/><category term='acoustic'/><category term='music'/><category term='hallowe&apos;en'/><category term='wembley'/><category term='blog'/><category term='x factor'/><category term='A-level results'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='leeds'/><category term='sweets'/><category term='Taken'/><category term='peter pan'/><category term='food'/><category term='muse'/><category term='new years'/><category term='bands'/><category term='nandos'/><category term='saturday'/><category term='flammable products'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Leeds Met'/><category term='university'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Flammable products, use with caution.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-1205923170012515809</id><published>2010-08-26T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T16:43:57.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analysis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drummerlaura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peter pan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A-level results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flammable products'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english literature'/><title type='text'>Analysis.</title><content type='html'>Again, my flow of blogging has been corrupted. I apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what my brain capacity can remember, I’ve received my A-level results, which were far better than last year. This has now opened the window of University to me. That’s a big step, as I’ve witnessed other friends take this leap. It’s definitely a good leap as it allows you to become more independent (at a rather speedy rate) and it also allows you to use your liver for what it was built for; drinking. Although, my heart is set on studying Music, English keeps creeping in there. I’m unsure whether to study straight Music or Music and English Literature. We shall see… This decision will surely come to some agreement when I’ve nervously broken down in front of my teachers in need of desperate advice. I’m such a happy chap(lady). I hate being forced to make a decision (this is a family trait) so I’m going to have to make a snappy analysis of my future. Reality has struck; I’m really growing up. Where is Peter Pan when you need him?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-1205923170012515809?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/1205923170012515809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/08/analysis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/1205923170012515809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/1205923170012515809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/08/analysis.html' title='Analysis.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-6623575851890800586</id><published>2010-05-16T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:28:29.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pikey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='euromillions'/><title type='text'>Winner.</title><content type='html'>Some folk won the Euromillions;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/7727181/British-ticket-holder-wins-84.4m-EuroMillions-jackpot.html"&gt;http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/7727181/British-ticket-holder-wins-84.4m-EuroMillions-jackpot.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's alright for some, aye. Let's hope they don't get silly and invest in velvet jogging bottoms companies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-6623575851890800586?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/6623575851890800586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/05/winner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/6623575851890800586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/6623575851890800586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/05/winner.html' title='Winner.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-7543769255312363245</id><published>2010-04-26T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T14:43:39.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything, you know you want to... &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/drummerlaura" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/drummerlaura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-7543769255312363245?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-8263471534290307917</id><published>2010-04-13T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:44:11.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two.</title><content type='html'>2 posts on the same day?!&lt;br /&gt;Slow down, boyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a link to my other blog: &lt;a href="http://www.flammableproducts.tumblr.com/"&gt;www.flammableproducts.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a snazzier layout but still contains the same crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-8263471534290307917?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Well, not so sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0gM5TjSOQ48"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0gM5TjSOQ48&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the love for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay classy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-968045938366460509?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/968045938366460509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/04/platypus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/968045938366460509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/968045938366460509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/04/platypus.html' title='Platypus.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-7029433139223962404</id><published>2010-04-02T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:26:07.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time.</title><content type='html'>I'm so bad with keeping up to this...must prove something about my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to; Bonobo- Black Sands&lt;br /&gt;Whilst repetitively sneezing. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Easter Holidays! Free from teachers bothering me for two weeks! This also means a chance to gain weight and lose social compatibility...hmmm, maybe not that good then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got about six gigs in the holidays so I'm pretty excited for those. About three 18th birthday do's too. Shit, lack of money, innit. Twats. Why is everyone born in the same period?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also purchased a ticket for Leeds Festival this year, pretty sweet line-up. I'm also told the milkshakes are pretty good too. £185 for a milkshake trip...you only live once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also sick of the stupid government sending me leaflets containing their policies! I'm clearly not old enough to vote yet they still waste trees on sending me pointless bullshit. This makes me question whether they actually check anything on their database...or if they're like monkeys who must have EVERYONE'S attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note, Chatroulette.com; check it out! Keep 'ya entertained for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S sorry this was so shit :( I'll hopefully have a lot more to say considering it's the Easter holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay classy, folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-7029433139223962404?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/7029433139223962404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/04/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/7029433139223962404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/7029433139223962404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/04/time.html' title='Time.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-6770948392652647651</id><published>2010-02-19T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:23:21.590-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nandos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disciple 32'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leeds Met'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sherbet lemons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbaland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students union'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Chip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RandB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>News.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, one of my bands- Disciple 32- were offered a gig at Leeds Met. I am unbelievably excited, yet so nervous! I cannot believe we've been offered this opportunity! So many greats bands have played/yet to play there!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a bit patchy with 'routine' blogging. I apologise...I say I will blog but I never end up doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out on Wednesday that I should never be allowed to shotgun the passenger seat. Me and my very good friend, Rachel were heading to Leeds for some food. Rachel didn't know where she was going so I, being the smart arse, said I would direct. That plan failed. I took us off at the wrong junction and we practically ended up at where we started. It took us an hour to get to Leeds, instead of about 20 minutes. Happy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got two re-drafts of coursework to do. One of them has to be in on Monday. I'm screwed. I don't blame it on the sunshine or the moonlight. I blame it on the drum kit. Sorry Michael, kids are surprising themselves y'know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get a couple of acoustic side projects started- I may have to sing in one of them. Oh Lord, behold this travesty that is embarked upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken is a brilliant film. Watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what the most played song is on my iTunes... *drum roll*...&lt;br /&gt;Morning After Dark- Timbaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, no surprise there. It is a pretty good album.&lt;br /&gt;I also went to see Hot Chip on Tuesday at the O2 Academy. Wow. They were ace! Put on a great show and set such a good atmosphere. Check them out if you haven't already; they've been around for ages and they all look like mis-matched mates who go to the pub quiz every Friday night to escape their wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherbet Lemons; thank you Bertie Bassett.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-6770948392652647651?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/6770948392652647651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/02/news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/6770948392652647651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/6770948392652647651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/02/news.html' title='News.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-8321261410693656676</id><published>2010-02-07T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:28:14.484-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charles trippy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alli speed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disciple 32'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shrimp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailybooth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antimatter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>YouTube.</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time, world.&lt;br /&gt;As always, my life has been JAM PACKED with crazily safe activities!&lt;br /&gt;Both bands are now on a roll again! Yipee! I have to admit, even if I do get a little nervous before a gig, the buzz from it afterwards is amazing! No matter how good or bad it goes or how big or small the venue is, the thrill! Woo&lt;br /&gt;I'm also addicted to YouTube now. Especially the channel, &lt;strong&gt;CTFxC&lt;/strong&gt;. Charles Trippy and Alli Speed may be normal Florida folk but they're so inspirational and have so many dedicated fans that watch their videos each day. I'm kind of tempted to start make my own vlogs, but I don't own a decent camera at all and my technological skills of editing videos ain't too great. But you never know, you could see me at number one on YouTube...watch this space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music-wise, Dubstep is the word. Filthy beats. &lt;strong&gt;Disciple 32&lt;/strong&gt; are getting a synth in a week, which is totally going to mix things up! Very excited to throw some dirty basslines in the mix. Ha, I sound so silly.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now a member of DailyBooth- &lt;strong&gt;DrummerLaura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea how to use it, as most things but uploading funny pictures of my face most days could be quite fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Saturday), I bought two books. One on Antimatter- that's right, I'm going hardcore! The other is called 'The QI General Book of Ignorance' and it's fantastic! I'd definately recommend buying it! It basically corrects all the facts that we presume are correct. For example; What is the loudest thing in the Ocean? Incorrect answer: Blue Whale&lt;br /&gt;Correct Answer: Shrimps&lt;br /&gt;Reason: The sound of the 'shrimp layer' is the only natural noise that can 'white out' a submarine's sonar, deafening the operators through their headphones. The noise of the collected shrimps amounts to 246 decibels!&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music recommendations for this post...&lt;strong&gt;A Day To Remember&lt;/strong&gt;- for all you popcore/hardcore fans!&lt;br /&gt;Only 'cause I'm having to use a double bass pedal in band now!&lt;br /&gt;And for a different genre...&lt;strong&gt;Timbaland&lt;/strong&gt;. Got a soft spot for that album right now (minus a couple of tracks that aren't so great, one of them being that bitch, Miley Cyrus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I'm addicted to &lt;strong&gt;BOLDING THINGS?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-8321261410693656676?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/8321261410693656676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/02/youtube.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/8321261410693656676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/8321261410693656676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/02/youtube.html' title='YouTube.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-3729466976985261098</id><published>2010-01-21T14:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:53:02.255-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disciple 32'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan Green'/><title type='text'>Shoot.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I had a photoshoot with my band Disciple 32.&lt;br /&gt;It went really well and the photographer, Jordan, was a sound guy. We're just waiting for our chosen shots to be edited so we can put them up on Myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out his website; www.jordangreenphoto.com&lt;br /&gt;His Flickr; http://www.flickr.com/photos/jordangreen/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on his flickr too; a taster as to what's to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-3729466976985261098?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/3729466976985261098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/01/shoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/3729466976985261098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/3729466976985261098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/01/shoot.html' title='Shoot.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-1571880151026957165</id><published>2010-01-12T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:46:17.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3d'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='england'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Snow.</title><content type='html'>The whole country has ground to a halt due to the snow. Fair enough, we don't exactly get it often but it's causing so many problems. I couldn't get into college for a week and it refrained me from getting the last minute guidance I needed for my Music exam. That was the opitimal turning point of my feelings towards snow. I do love it but only when I'm going snowboarding, when you expect the snow and use it for the best purpose possible on some of the best gradients ever. This was just a big mess and it really annoyed me. Thankfully, the country seems to be removing its tampon and getting back into some kind of acceptable order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who, I must add that Avatar in 3D is utterly magnificant! I thoroughly enjoyed it and I would definately recommend it to anyone who, wrongly, hasn't seen it yet! You can completely understand the amount of time it took to make it; waiting for the technology was extremely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gig tomorrow night; fairly excited. Hitting new ground; Huddersfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay classy, folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-1571880151026957165?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/1571880151026957165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/1571880151026957165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/1571880151026957165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html' title='Snow.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-9084694967384158472</id><published>2010-01-02T19:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:54:12.046-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disciple 32'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Acciaccaturas'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I haven't blogged in a while. Missing out the important dates of Christmas and New Years.&lt;br /&gt;DOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick update;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 9th, I played my first gig with Disciple 32. It went alright but we were rather trapped in the headlights when Phil's Pod died on us just as we were about to go on stage. Marvellous. Fortunately, it started working again after 15 minutes of poking and prodding it. I went insane on the last song- good old D 'n' B for 'ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two Christmas meals with friends, both on the same day. Pig-style, yet rewarding I must say. First one was at Nandos. I never turn that breast down. Second one was at The A-Team's pianist/violinist's house. To you and much simpler, at Rachel's.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god. The food was lovely especially my chocolate fudge cake that totally wasn't helped to be made by Sainsbury's...carrying that around Leeds was not fun. Fudge sliding all over the shop. Like a massive toilet explosion. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;I may have had a bit too much wine; there is an o-so-flattering video of my dancing to Daft Punk. All I say is, you might as well start early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was CHRISTMAS DAY! My family came round and we had the usual meal and fun. Except this year, I got DRUMS! WAHOO! And, I also taught my one and a half year old cousin Freya some grooves. Now I know what its like to be a teacher- sharing the knowledge (that may not, by all accounts, be the best) makes you feel a little warmer inside.&lt;br /&gt;Then Boxing Day at Papa's. Went to Leeds, to the sales. Yes. That is correct. Primark had a sale (why?!) so it was pikeys gone wild and Topshop was rammed with middle class bitches. So I gladly avoided those.&lt;br /&gt;Got a nice top from Levi's but Vivienne Westwood was shut. Never impressed when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we travel to New Years. I went to the pub to start with some friends, one got a little too merry, bless her and after the countdown we hit tha' toooon. Until two. Yeah, hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;Police were everywhere, holding back drunken bitches hair whilst they puked in their hands. Yay for class and yay for the merry city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've used bitches twice now (well, three). I must really feel for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm up to date now...&lt;br /&gt;Next thing on the agenda; On the plus side, lots of gigs but on the down side, I have a Music exam in just over a week. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/diciple32"&gt;www.myspace.com/diciple32&lt;/a&gt; -my band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theacciaccaturas"&gt;www.myspace.com/theacciaccaturas&lt;/a&gt; - my other band of acoustic-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fmylife.com/"&gt;http://www.fmylife.com/&lt;/a&gt; - funny as hell although a little harsh at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you've all had a safe, yet drunken Christmas and New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-9084694967384158472?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/9084694967384158472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/01/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/9084694967384158472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/9084694967384158472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2010/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-863907471989001818</id><published>2009-12-06T04:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T04:59:30.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritation.</title><content type='html'>It was 3am. I needed to pee. As you do, you're half asleep stumbling to the bathroom. I get into the bathroom and something sprays at me and scares the living crap out of me. It's my Mother's fucking 'sense and spray'.&lt;br /&gt;I did not appreciate being scared out of my sleep by something so pansy-like.&lt;br /&gt;She's got them planted all over the house. They are truly one of the most irritating things ever created by man.&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with good old fashioned canned air freshener? One or two are fine, in respectable places in the house. But every 30 minutes it's ready to sense and spray. You walk in to get something unrelated to having a crap and it's basically telling you "Oh hey, 30 minutes has passed and quite frankly, you smell of shit. Here have some vanilla compressed fragrance on the house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the middle of a campaign to get rid of them. Watch this space...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-863907471989001818?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/863907471989001818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/12/irritation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/863907471989001818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/863907471989001818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/12/irritation.html' title='Irritation.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-9204503467813012994</id><published>2009-11-23T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:05:29.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animals.</title><content type='html'>I've just received an email from my Auntie regarding reasons (in pictures) why you should always carry a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2khOHa2I/AAAAAAAAACE/EQ9d5VzARXQ/s1600/hedge.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407405409865001826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2khOHa2I/AAAAAAAAACE/EQ9d5VzARXQ/s320/hedge.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2kvZSbEI/AAAAAAAAACM/VwQmpqHTaq8/s1600/scared+cat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407405413669956674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2kvZSbEI/AAAAAAAAACM/VwQmpqHTaq8/s320/scared+cat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2j_So17I/AAAAAAAAABs/FX_EclWxYE0/s1600/cats+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407405400757163954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2j_So17I/AAAAAAAAABs/FX_EclWxYE0/s320/cats+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2kLdQRJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5o7LqIxtIns/s1600/fish.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407405404022916242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2kLdQRJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5o7LqIxtIns/s320/fish.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2kcRzs2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/oGF00Wc3Fn0/s1600/gopher+and+birds.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407405408538309474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2kcRzs2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/oGF00Wc3Fn0/s320/gopher+and+birds.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZYfj7oI/AAAAAAAAABU/B4mqGUwkZic/s1600/big+dog.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407404119032065666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZYfj7oI/AAAAAAAAABU/B4mqGUwkZic/s320/big+dog.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1Y_gGF2I/AAAAAAAAABE/sAl-RWu1Ep4/s1600/2+cats.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407404112323417954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1Y_gGF2I/AAAAAAAAABE/sAl-RWu1Ep4/s320/2+cats.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZxIokTI/AAAAAAAAABk/qqCP7dKBJS0/s1600/cats.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407404125646786866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZxIokTI/AAAAAAAAABk/qqCP7dKBJS0/s320/cats.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZxIokTI/AAAAAAAAABk/qqCP7dKBJS0/s1600/cats.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZxIokTI/AAAAAAAAABk/qqCP7dKBJS0/s1600/cats.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZCN4MSI/AAAAAAAAABM/M38qEDIw-ZA/s1600/bear.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407404113052315938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZCN4MSI/AAAAAAAAABM/M38qEDIw-ZA/s320/bear.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZCN4MSI/AAAAAAAAABM/M38qEDIw-ZA/s1600/bear.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1Y_gGF2I/AAAAAAAAABE/sAl-RWu1Ep4/s1600/2+cats.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr1ZCN4MSI/AAAAAAAAABM/M38qEDIw-ZA/s1600/bear.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty nifty, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another topic, I'd like to start becoming more inventive with photography. It's one subject that I can truly appreciate when someone does it with such knowledge and skill. An artist with a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad note, my left eyelid is swollen. I feel like Puff the Magic Dragon. Sexy times. Don't anger me unless you're prepared for my green wings and flaming nostrils.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-9204503467813012994?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/9204503467813012994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/11/animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/9204503467813012994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/9204503467813012994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/11/animals.html' title='Animals.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Swr2khOHa2I/AAAAAAAAACE/EQ9d5VzARXQ/s72-c/hedge.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-8848970892250378009</id><published>2009-11-20T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:51:34.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wembley'/><title type='text'>Excitement.</title><content type='html'>Just one thing I have to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TICKETS FOR MUSE AT WEMBLEY! WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not be more excited right now. Even though it's in September 2010, I don't care. I'm going to see Muse for christ's sake. I get to be near the Gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, so this is what it feels like to be happy! I have to say; I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/SwbW3erg_6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/q9IcB9Y7GHc/s1600/museat9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406244651321589666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/SwbW3erg_6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/q9IcB9Y7GHc/s320/museat9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/SwbW3erg_6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/q9IcB9Y7GHc/s1600/museat9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/SwbW3erg_6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/q9IcB9Y7GHc/s1600/museat9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you long time, fella's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-8848970892250378009?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/8848970892250378009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/11/excitement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/8848970892250378009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/8848970892250378009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/11/excitement.html' title='Excitement.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/SwbW3erg_6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/q9IcB9Y7GHc/s72-c/museat9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-881028479608124467</id><published>2009-11-09T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:48:36.902-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nandos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x factor'/><title type='text'>Music.</title><content type='html'>I'm always looking for new music, as this is something of high interest to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also happy to recommend music to people aswell, as it feels good inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm typing this, I'm listening to one of my new albums of the week; Radio 1's Live Lounge- Volume 4.&lt;br /&gt;Dizzee Rascal is currently booming through my headphones with 'Bonkers'. True to it's name, it really is bonkers. He's decided to cover his own song in a Bluegrass style with him rapping over the top. WHAT?! That really is a mental thing to do, as they are completely opposite genres of music. For those who are unsure of what Bluegrass music is; here's a link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gEAiBHG5BlM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gEAiBHG5BlM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bluegrass version of Eric Clapton's 'Layla'. Could argue it's as good as the original; that's only due to the fact the original gets on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the Live Lounge's are generally good compilations of the 'current' artists in the industry and are kind of worth the money they charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone would like to suggest some albums or artists to me, they're more than welcome. Infact, I'll welcome you with open arms. Well...cyber-open arms...(I say this as if people actually read my blog...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't often watch the X Factor; when I do it's because it's forced upon the household. There has been a lot of fuss and disagreement over the contestants 'John and Edward'. At first, I thought it was quite comical that they were getting through when they were shit. It's now turned into a bit of a piss take, as contestants who can actually sing are getting kicked out due to the majority of the public who vote being pikeys, who're still voting for JEDWARD.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon guys, the fun is over now. If these pricks win, you're expected to go out and buy their album and see the little shits on tour. Think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition; Nandos now have little handy cocktail sticks for your 'corn-on-the-cob'. Wahey! Say bye-bye to buttery fingers and hello to kids stabbing their eyes out with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-881028479608124467?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/881028479608124467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/11/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/881028479608124467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/881028479608124467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/11/music.html' title='Music.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-3135805604831593724</id><published>2009-11-03T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:44:23.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><title type='text'>Junk.</title><content type='html'>So being a moron, I left a lot of my work 'till the last minute...and the cracks are starting to show.&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing sleep over work that I can't be bothered to do in reasonable time because I can't motivate my sorry ass. Jeez. I NEED to get a grip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also sick of receiving junk emails. They clog my inbox and I'm pretty sure I've had them blocked...&lt;br /&gt;But this is hotmail, who decided to do maintenance work on my account for an hour...this turned into 2 days. Very annoying. More so, they then deleted some very important emails so I then had to re-email the people, looking like a complete idiot that can't seem to keep their emails organised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sequencing task to do in Music Tech for the coursework and the chosen song is 'Shopping' by Pet Shop Boys.&lt;br /&gt;I've spent about 3 and a half hours finding a couple of synth sounds. It's driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;The damage caused by this song...WE'RE SHOPPING repeated over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also walked to college today, halfway there it decides to 'bucket-rain'. Fantastic. I'm practically running to school with no coat, or any kind of rain-shielding device. I arrive and all I can say is, there was no point in me showering this morning. Drowned rat, mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found this, just incase the world loses the plot via the BNP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.informationisbeautiful.net/leftvright_world.html"&gt;http://www.informationisbeautiful.net/leftvright_world.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently loving Christoph Niemann's artwork. Check it out, it's abstractly beautiful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christophniemann.com/man/bpages/gallery2/gallery2b.html"&gt;http://www.christophniemann.com/man/bpages/gallery2/gallery2b.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-3135805604831593724?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/3135805604831593724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/11/junk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/3135805604831593724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/3135805604831593724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/11/junk.html' title='Junk.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-1684070120502157088</id><published>2009-10-31T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:38:29.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sluts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hallowe&apos;en'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britney spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apples'/><title type='text'>Post-Hallowe'en.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hallowe'en:&lt;/em&gt; the evening before All Saints' Day; often devoted to pranks played by young people &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm unlucky by an hour or so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had 1 set of trick or treaters; result! This is probably due to it falling on a Saturday evening, so many parents decide to host parties for their children and their friends. Perhaps they followed this guide... &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/oct/31/halloween-party-tips-children-adults"&gt;http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/oct/31/halloween-party-tips-children-adults&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SORTED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also spent the large proportion of the evening playing 'House of the Dead' on the Wii, with real 'pump-action' guns! It's all too much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hallowe'en is just another excuse for folk to dress up in the sluttiest or stupidest outfit possible and get trollied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like our mate, Britney Spears, here;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Suzh74hU6yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pT1q8dbVjuU/s1600-h/britneyRTN0111_468x959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398938472211082018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Suzh74hU6yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pT1q8dbVjuU/s320/britneyRTN0111_468x959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;EWW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Suzh74hU6yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pT1q8dbVjuU/s1600-h/britneyRTN0111_468x959.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The image of some fat mare in a skimpy, slutty nurse outfit...OH GOD. My vomit from the thought of that would look prettier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, all in all, I hope everyone did enjoy their Hallowe'en, whatever they were doing. I wish I was young again; free sweets are the peak of happiness in a child's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Suzl69P0eBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/m9Iq-58CmK8/s1600-h/2_Halloween_071122093758557_wideweb__300x375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398942854346471442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Suzl69P0eBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/m9Iq-58CmK8/s320/2_Halloween_071122093758557_wideweb__300x375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The apple-bobbing got a bit too dangerous for Brian and Sue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-1684070120502157088?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/1684070120502157088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/1684070120502157088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/1684070120502157088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-halloween.html' title='Post-Hallowe&apos;en.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/Suzh74hU6yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pT1q8dbVjuU/s72-c/britneyRTN0111_468x959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-2971856261341031801</id><published>2009-10-29T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:22:59.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hallowe&apos;en'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britain'/><title type='text'>Costume.</title><content type='html'>Britain is becoming overhauled by America. I love America but there are some things that we've just got to handle as separate nations.&lt;br /&gt;Blatantly using Hallowe'en as an example, as this is coming up in a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;Hallowe'en used to be dressing up like vampires and scaring the shit out of the old hag next door but now it's turned into a 'dress in whatever tha fook ya want'. Of course, this has always been the tradition in America.&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, you can't scare someone in a Snow White outfit?!&lt;br /&gt;And why is it that pretty much all fancy-dress companys that create Hallowe'en costumes for women are slutty costumes? Not all of us have the inability to shut our legs y'know. Just because it's a 'holiday' doesn't mean that you're going to be getting some vagajay anytime soon, mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallowe'en is fun though. I plan to spend my Hallowe'en with friends and beer at a gig. Lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-2971856261341031801?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/2971856261341031801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/2971856261341031801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/2971856261341031801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween.html' title='Costume.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-2438895802654199619</id><published>2009-10-28T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:26:18.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News.</title><content type='html'>Ok, a contradiction has been made.&lt;br /&gt;I've just joined a gym.&lt;br /&gt;I lied; I'm not happy about myself. Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIN CLASS=DEATH. Hopefully, these feelings of death will soon decrease as I participate more. Hopefully. Hope...fully...&lt;br /&gt;All I can think is feeling like your legs are literally disembarking from your joints can surely lead to a better me, with 500 fewer calories inside my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a rather brisk change of topic...It seems the BBC are hiring more husky-voiced female reporters...&lt;br /&gt;Is there a new study going around concluding that deeper-voiced women are a massive turn-on? Who knows. Perhaps they forgot to take their oestrogen in the morning? Pete Burns sure did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-2438895802654199619?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/2438895802654199619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/2438895802654199619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/2438895802654199619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/news.html' title='News.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-2507022597646956915</id><published>2009-10-17T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T09:30:09.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supermarche.</title><content type='html'>The supermarket; my mortal enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they busy 24/7?!&lt;br /&gt;Screw it; I'm getting my mum to shop online. Obese and satisfied is the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-2507022597646956915?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/2507022597646956915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/supermarche.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/2507022597646956915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/2507022597646956915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/supermarche.html' title='Supermarche.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-1637313358970550700</id><published>2009-10-13T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:54:28.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StURJaXpU_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/jZjl6kfzqAs/s1600-h/rubicon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392234982241031154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StURJaXpU_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/jZjl6kfzqAs/s320/rubicon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may have to confess an addiction...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to RUBICON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know. I should be ashamed, but the fruity delight is too good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With several flavours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For multiple refreshment needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recommend Guava and Passionfruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another, slightly pessimistic note, my internet is so f***ing slow! It's driving me to the point of insanity at times. I mean, c'mon, who's going to be hogging the bandwidth at 12:30am?! NOBODY. Piece of utter, moronic tripe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StUSVxq3-WI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mr0pZxMFRrM/s1600-h/hip_hop_graffiti_resized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392236294165756258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StUSVxq3-WI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mr0pZxMFRrM/s320/hip_hop_graffiti_resized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY HIP-HOP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking. It's October. October. October. Shit, it's October and I've done nothing with my life. Maybe that's a little exaggerated, but I haven't done much that's for certain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, in Music Tech, I finally learnt how to set-up a studio session, enabling me to be able to record. Fun times! I now appreciate technicalities in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I emailed a lecturer at Manchester University, regarding some information about a course. She replied; with the worst response ever! It was a waste of an email. I don't even think she read the email I sent properly. I asked her about the year abroad you can go on as part of the degree, what the fees are for this year and if there is any funding available towards it. She replied with 'Oh, I'm on leave till next Monday, so I won't be able to answer your response until then, but our course is full and we don't take any transfers from other degrees.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE HELL. I didn't even state that I was taking a degree, let alone transferring. STUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPID MUUUUUUUUUUUUFFIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've now got to wait for a response from her inferior bitch, that I probably won't receive for a fair while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO...I guarantee that was a waste of time. Sorry. I told you nothing of any decent context goes on in my life. Maybe prettier pictures would resolve this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-1637313358970550700?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/1637313358970550700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/1637313358970550700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/1637313358970550700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/addiction.html' title='Addiction.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StURJaXpU_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/jZjl6kfzqAs/s72-c/rubicon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-3844001308201624506</id><published>2009-10-11T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:03:13.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee.</title><content type='html'>As I was beginning to type this, I managed to pull the chain, that is sewn into my top, off it completely. GOOD ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had a pretty boring week. College. Some more college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of getting to grips with the workload; really can't be arsed at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently trying to write a monologue on Iago, but in a present day context. It's harder than I thought it was going to be. So a long night probably entails for me accompanied by the sweet molecule of caffeine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, check out Newton Faulkner's new album. It's fairly catchy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StIycI9us3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cygmufNvpM4/s1600-h/michelin-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391427162940027762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StIycI9us3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cygmufNvpM4/s320/michelin-man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also been thinking I need to hit the gym again. I'm starting to rival "The Michelin Man".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There I am, oh curvatious one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StI2LSZ1BvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ybSySRkneu4/s1600-h/no_pikeys1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was out shopping with the family today. I dared to embark upon entering the cattle ranch named Primark. Well, cattle ranch for pikeys. I'd managed to run to every item I needed and successfully went towards the till. On urging to battle through the numerous Vicky Pollard's to the register, a child let out an almighty squawk. The sound penetrated the ear drums like a knife to butter. If there's one thing I hate, it's the noise of a screaming brat. It got so bad, that I almost punched the vile thing. If you can't control it, then you should learn how to control the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StI2LSZ1BvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ybSySRkneu4/s1600-h/no_pikeys1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391431271462536946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StI2LSZ1BvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ybSySRkneu4/s320/no_pikeys1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;opening and closing of your legs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'm new to adding pictures, so please excuse the very bad layout of them; they annoyed me with their own way of positioning themselves.) Grr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to keep updating this more frequently; not that my life is of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a thrilling nature anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORD OF THE WEEK (A): Alacrity &lt;em&gt;n&lt;/em&gt; liveliness; eagerness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-3844001308201624506?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/3844001308201624506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/3844001308201624506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/3844001308201624506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/10/coffee.html' title='Coffee.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/StIycI9us3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cygmufNvpM4/s72-c/michelin-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614165401550882625.post-5712670436796826312</id><published>2009-09-27T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:53:36.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One.</title><content type='html'>This is the first time I've blogged. EVER. So excuse my lack of knowledge or fancy layout.&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a rather average Sunday. Arose from my pit at the usual time, slaved over some work but then the 'average' part changed.&lt;br /&gt;It was my Auntie's birthday bash at her house at lunchtime, and of course, I was dragged to make an appearance. I don't mind the old family gatherings, as long as it's family and folks I actually talk to. When I arrived, I was completely baffled by the number of people I didn't know and of course this leads to me getting awfully nervous and a tad perspired. After many of the same questions of 'How are you?', 'How is school?', 'What year are you in again?' and 'Aren't you tall?!', I'm finally set free and proceed to the lavishly layed-out buffet spread.&lt;br /&gt; I'm one to enjoy my food, but there was barely anything I liked. This disappointed me to a great degree, as I'd even skipped breakfast and snacking for this. All the food did look lovely, and I'm sure it all tasted delightful, but being fussy I decided to stick with chicken breast in a sun-dried tomato sauce and a very British pork and apple sandwich. Oh, and a hint of coleslaw to satisfy my 'veggie' needs.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my time there, I got the same suggestion of 'So Laura, have you ever thought about joining the RAF or the Navy?' WHAT. ERR NOO. Have you seen me?! I don't think they're really looking for whales to throw themselves over logs in an ungraceful, dissatisfying fashion. If I were a couple of dress sizes smaller, I'd consider it, but I'm too damn lazy.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew my family were so keen in suggesting I join the 'Physical Forces'. There must be a message in this...&lt;br /&gt;It's probably due to the fact that my cousin Claire has just graduated from Durham and is now in the RAF, doing some systems weaponry thing. But she's very skinny and very able in everything she does and is put forward to do, whereas I am more like a hippo on opium. Not a very good combo.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I suppose the day wasn't too bad. I did get to see family members that I don't often see, which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;Today has made me think and appreciate my muffin-top self, knowing that I'll be damn happy sat in my timps chair playing Stravinsky, Mozart, Schubert, Rachmaninov and Co...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614165401550882625-5712670436796826312?l=flammableproducts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/feeds/5712670436796826312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/5712670436796826312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614165401550882625/posts/default/5712670436796826312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flammableproducts.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-one.html' title='Day One.'/><author><name>flammableproducts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16671424310688346716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DURDXSr8mGk/S9QtxGiOkFI/AAAAAAAAACY/enEW7SO_UKE/S220/new+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
