<?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-3983892971324138293</id><updated>2012-01-31T03:11:53.563+11:00</updated><category term='Nat'/><category term='Cousin Stooph'/><category term='Mo'/><category term='Victor L'/><category term='Wong'/><category term='Alice'/><category term='laters brus'/><category term='Jenny'/><category term='Tung'/><category term='Joanne'/><category term='Steve'/><category term='You magnificient bastards'/><category term='Maggie'/><category term='Mel'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='John Rat'/><category term='Misc'/><category term='Alex'/><category term='Vinno'/><category term='Annie'/><category term='OJ'/><category term='Court cases'/><category term='Vincent L.'/><category term='Elaine'/><category term='Vincent P.'/><category term='Helene'/><category term='ressurection'/><category term='Wensi'/><category term='Fizix trio'/><category term='quote of the other day'/><category term='Linforth'/><category term='Steph W'/><category term='Bill'/><category term='Lucy'/><category term='Charles'/><category term='pictures O:'/><category term='jonhsan'/><category term='Joan'/><category term='Dehan'/><category term='work of art.'/><category term='Chrislee'/><category term='Nick'/><category term='Jacky'/><category term='Bread'/><category term='Resurrection'/><category term='Raymo'/><category term='Xile'/><category term='Dawei'/><category term='Guan OG Long'/><category term='Aaron'/><category term='Rama'/><category term='Large post'/><category term='David'/><category term='zzz'/><category term='(not) Panda'/><category term='Clem'/><category term='kegs bashin&apos;'/><category term='James'/><category term='Fong'/><category term='kegs'/><category term='Victor'/><category term='Francis'/><category term='Yi-Ling'/><category term='Fatcwoft'/><category term='Viv'/><category term='Kevin'/><category term='Temry'/><category term='Hanbo'/><category term='Marko I-Hate-Asians'/><category term='MCAC'/><category term='Long'/><category term='Quote of the day'/><category term='Man-Hin'/><category term='Yunghan'/><category term='Dom'/><category term='Simon'/><category term='Mandy'/><category term='Sam'/><category term='Dali'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Achievements'/><category term='That thing was...exams?'/><category term='Who?'/><category term='Vincent'/><category term='Pugs'/><category term='Vince'/><title type='text'>Quote Hungy/Fiber</title><subtitle type='html'>Because you know, somebody has to do it. Dedicated to farn, our other cousin.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>372</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2423874434621943046</id><published>2012-01-05T06:48:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T06:48:40.722+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kegs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jonhsan'/><title type='text'>Greetings from across</title><content type='html'>The Indian Ocean. Yes unfortunately (or fortunately) I got shipped off to Africa yet again to live with my dad for a whiles. But first a commentary on the new years.&lt;br /&gt;Jonhsan has written an &lt;span id="goog_459879149"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;excellent summary&lt;span id="goog_459879150"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about new years solutions. &lt;br /&gt;As for my New years resolutions since people seems&amp;nbsp; to fix it? Nah too lazy to care. As the brighter of you may have gathered from my last post, this is what I've spent my holiday so far doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kegs:"DO SOMETHING!"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Like...play games?"&lt;br /&gt;Kegs:"...with people."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Like...play games?"&lt;br /&gt;Kegs:"...in person."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Are you thinking of...a Lan party?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly that is no more. I was meaning to before it happened but it seems that as usual my announcement that I have left the majority of you happened afterwards: I have ditched the baked weather of Melbourne for the far browner pastures of South Africa. Yes I did mention the same thing&amp;nbsp; about 20 lines before. So on the way something cool did happen, as it does when you spend 30 odd hours doing the same thing over and over again (went travelling, Melb - SG - Dubai - Johannesburg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the last leg of the trip, I was watching Tron Legacy because I'd slept for the previous 10 hours and couldn't stay asleep, there was that awesome scene at the end where the hero and his girlfriend are posing for the poster shot, and the old guy kills the evil old guy/blows everything up in a massive explosion. Just as all of that happened the plane landed and it was all shakey so it felt like I was there. It was cool ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I flew Emirates, the only airline where they keep playing the movies until you get off the plane. Hail oil power!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2423874434621943046?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2423874434621943046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2423874434621943046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2423874434621943046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2423874434621943046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2012/01/greetings-from-across.html' title='Greetings from across'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3004327232570917227</id><published>2011-12-27T11:41:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T12:55:22.917+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Achievements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon'/><title type='text'>A large list</title><content type='html'>What a year it has been. Due to the nature of our short term memories, I'm going to declare this one the most eventful one so far. Let's have a look at the list of achievements I've accomplished in the form of a list of firsts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Updated* Yes I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 was the first year that I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Went to Uni for the second time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turned 19, and finally got my P's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Which i used to drive to the Grampians and went lumberjacking while I was at it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got a job of my own and learnt the various flavours of dishwashing liquids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Failed miserably at a job interview&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Won a 'stack of the day' award at the snow, amongst other things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Did not let studying for exams get in the way of my procrastination&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Built a new gaming computer, with help from friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finished Assassin's Creed Brotherhood&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Won at Shogun total war 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleared portal 2 with Dehan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completed Dragon Age 2. Mostly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Achieve victory over the Germans in MoW:AS on hard mode.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prevail over the big bad in Skyrim&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Achievements that I still need to do but probably won't get time to until I'm shipped off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Win at Deus Ex 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a copy of Zelda: Skyward sword and beat it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unlock everything in Battlefield&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get to Diamond League legit in Starcraft 2 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It's a shame really. Actually speaking of Skyrim, if you guys are looking for the source of NEET's being produced in the world, it would come as a very strong contender. Proof:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Oh look it's 3am. Time for Skyrim.&lt;/span&gt;"-Simon&lt;br /&gt;And if you're wondering what the heck this Skyrim thing is, it's also the source of all of those horrible &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoZWuvEtMvc"&gt;arrow in knee jokes&lt;/a&gt; that have been going around the internet, being posted by all the stay-at-home recluses that Skyrim has produced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I did not do anything special for Christmas. Some kids are to blame for making me&amp;nbsp; blow up tanks and stuff with them starting Christmas eve all the way till Boxing day. Mum also did not go because she was lazy and couldn't be bothered fighting the crowd, so we all stayed home. Which is kinda lame because apparently I missed some hilarity happening, so I guess I'll have to take Jacky's word for it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacky Sing:&lt;br /&gt;*Today I got hit on by these two hot chicks.&lt;br /&gt;*i must say&lt;br /&gt;*this new shirt&lt;br /&gt;*and new style&lt;br /&gt;*is a definite success&lt;br /&gt;*haha &lt;br /&gt;*a man is defined by his shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You..what?! Sorry man, but I know I did say I wouldn't put up any of your potentially incriminating shit unless I absolutely had to but this was too good to pass up. Anyway this post is getting large so I'll put the rest of it up next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-3004327232570917227?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3004327232570917227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3004327232570917227' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3004327232570917227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3004327232570917227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/12/large-list.html' title='A large list'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1423245566195609781</id><published>2011-12-16T14:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:26:35.861+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kegs'/><title type='text'>Defilbrilation attempt #2</title><content type='html'>Yes, this blog kinda died. Again. Not for the lack of motivation but rather the distinct lack of things to...update people on. I guess staying inside all the time and sitting in front of the computer doesn't lend much&amp;nbsp; to creativity. But anyway, I would like to report that this week alone I've been outside for a whopping two (2!) times! That's like twice as much as the two weeks before combined! Readers who are relatively normal will probably be scratching their heads right now but I assure you that it is a great achievement for me. If only I was as hard working all the time on the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today I went outside and to some night market thing down in St. Kilda, the first event &lt;br /&gt;of its kind I'd been to in forever. There was food and it was ok but not super, except this isn't really a food blog (not yet). Thankfully the entertainment was better, comprising mainly of Jacky attempting and failing to hit on random ladies while wearing headphones that was being rented out by one of the stalls there, which is a pretty good idea for entertainment. I think they should do that for funs more often because it's superior in many ways to standard performances, such as playing with fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because unlike public performances, which lose their entertainment value should the performer mess up, screwups from impromptu improvs only increase the hilarity level of whatever performance is going on, and thus would make everyone better off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that I ran into the White kid and Panda Kevin (who's not a panda anymore) and Kylie and friend, and I told Karlgren and being all witty he was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"Did it hurt?" - Kegs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. No. Hopefully I'll have gone outside more next time and have less dull things to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1423245566195609781?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1423245566195609781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1423245566195609781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1423245566195609781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1423245566195609781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/12/defilbrilation-attempt-2.html' title='Defilbrilation attempt #2'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5009816068632055580</id><published>2011-11-20T02:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T02:37:14.728+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That thing was...exams?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helene'/><title type='text'>Speaking of Swotvac,</title><content type='html'>You know that week, and yes I only got one week, when you're supposed to be studying right before exams and not doing procrastination or anything interesting? Well often this results in extreme boredom and much physical upsizing, well I got bored of even attempting to attempt at making some semblance of an effort in hiding my complete apathy for exams. So here is a selection of my achievements during the whole exam preparation period; I hope you find them as amusing as I did when actually doing them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Evolved Larvitar into Tyrannitar (I EV trained him too!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Logged 12 hours of Battlefield 3, with OJ's help&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent an entire day trying to take over Japan in Shogun, failing then proceeding to uninstall the game from my computer. Twice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched many hours of people playing games on youtube in anticipation of all the free time I was going to have after exams. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marathon'd a 12 episode anime series in one day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the morning of macro, woke up at 6am to see OJ off at the airport.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok technically that last one isn't in swotvac because Macro was my second exam, but what the hell I didn't do much study during exam period anyway. Personally while I would not try doing what I did again, I do encourage you to try not studying for exams one semester. It makes the panic experienced when sitting down at your exam, when you realize you actually don't know anything and should have been cramming instead of doing-things-you-can-brag-about-on-your-blog, much more memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to prove that I'm not the only one trying this strategy:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"What I don't understand is...how do people manage to go to every class they have?"&lt;/span&gt;-Helene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I undoubtly still hold more achievements thanks to the fact that I don't actually need to know much about anything for commerce. Now that exams are over there seems to be no urgency required in my daily procrastinations which has seen a marked decrease in my procrastination efficiency. It takes alot more time to decide just how I should waste the day away. Thankfully though there are breaks to in staying in front of my monitor for 18 hours at a time (Happy birthday Wensi! The cake was good!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much writing is probably another good indicator that I have too little to do. I better go fixed that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5009816068632055580?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5009816068632055580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5009816068632055580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5009816068632055580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5009816068632055580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/11/speaking-of-swotvac.html' title='Speaking of Swotvac,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8212122689369098970</id><published>2011-11-09T20:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:33:40.107+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie'/><title type='text'>This post</title><content type='html'>Pownsts. I just got that as one of those 'please type this to verify that you're not a nublet' kind of things and I think this word is pretty cool. I mean it's a portmanteau of Post and owns, so, ownage post, thus pownst. From henceforce I declare all good post to be pownsts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to business: Exam time. Don't know if it's my lazyness, the sweatyness ('Sweatvac' - Joan), OJ rocking up at my place to play battlefield or some combination of whatever thereof, but I just can't seem to get into the panic mindset. Because I'm not capable of attempting to study without attempting to catch Pokemon unless its the eleventh hour. Did you guys know that Google's auto correct dictionary thinks Pokemon is a legit word? Actually that's not that much of a surprise considering that it can &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?q=do+a+barrel+roll"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do a barrel roll.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (HTML 5 required)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ok, now there's less than 24 hour to my next exam and i'm officially panicking, thus I will cut this short and present to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Hungy:"Have you seen everybody hates Chris?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Annie:"You mean like everyone at our lunch table?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Man-Hin. Anyway time to get studying and apologies to Yunghan for being worse than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-8212122689369098970?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8212122689369098970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8212122689369098970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8212122689369098970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8212122689369098970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-post.html' title='This post'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-7355503772732232010</id><published>2011-11-02T23:33:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T00:10:43.221+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin'/><title type='text'>It's time</title><content type='html'>To bring out the defibrillator pads and resuscitate this dying blog once again: firstly because we're in the middle of exam time, aka WOTVAC, and secondly because I have my paddles once again since my pre-order on battlefield 3 came in the mail today, which means -50 hours lost in exam preparation time. Both of these add up to more time spent procrastinating, either shooting things or reviving things including this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just wanna share a little bit of what my life's been like since the last update. Disclaimer: the following conversation really did happen at the specified times, though has been cleaned up for everyone's enjoyment. Basic knowledge of calculus is still recommended to understanding the whole exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (3:43 AM):"Hey man, still up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin (3:45 AM):"lol yeah. Vector calculus time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (3:47 AM):"But of course, how's it going? Is q1 even doable.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin (3:47 AM):"You're meant to use green's theorem for the whole thing. I got -64/ 3 (b^3 - a^3)" &lt;/div&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy(4:06 AM):"hmm...i got 4/3 (b^3-a^3)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin(4:07 AM):"hm..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy(4:17 AM):"Maybe this was a bad idea, leaving it till now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin(4:17 AM):"Lawl."&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (4:23 AM):"but the circle is a right annulus right..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin (4:23 AM):"The Jacobian is r either way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (4:23 AM):"r is a/b though, so shouldn't matter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin (4:24 AM):"Hm it is too lol." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (4:24 AM):"Man, we are so beached. And battlefield comes out today.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin (4:30 AM):"I just get 8 (b-a) now lol."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (4:31 AM):"What's your actual integral? I got (2rcos + 4r^3sin^3)r"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin (4:32 AM):"Same."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (4:33 AM):"Ahaha massive fail."&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (4:43 AM):"Wait how can you get only sine^3 in the 2nd term&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin (4:44 AM):"Integrate (2rcost+ 4r^3sin^3 t) right at the start..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (4:45 AM):"Yeah...and if oyu integrate that..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin (4:45 AM):"Oh shit. flail."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hungy (4:45 AM):...Kevin what are you doooiinnnnnggggg!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Kevin (4:45 AM):"I diffed."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;lt;-This is going in for quote of the year nominations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the assignment was due 11am the same day. And yes there were two questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it: maths at 5am. I do think this needs to be a blog feature at some stage provided I can be bothered actually doing any maths. In other news I finally quit my job, after months of pleading by my boss to keep working and months of me subtly hinting at the fact that I need a raise. In the meantime, not much has happened, but should hopefully have more time to...waste on other things. Uni and exams will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This captures my attitude to swotvac study pretty well:&lt;br /&gt;(╮°-°)╮┳━┳ (﻿ ╯°□°)╯ ┻━┻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have an excuse for being awol this time, but you have been warned: you are now being quoted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-7355503772732232010?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7355503772732232010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=7355503772732232010' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7355503772732232010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7355503772732232010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-6799466894893011556</id><published>2011-10-04T22:39:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T22:47:39.451+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laters brus'/><title type='text'>Awwwww</title><content type='html'>So, Yes despite my lack of obviously empty promises that I'd update every so often I am still alive and while not wholly well have been quite active. I'd say I've been skiing with buskis up in the mountains and trying not to get bruises in the meantime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some funny things that happened:&lt;br /&gt;As we watched this kid stack, I started going "Aww Nuu..." and then the kid next to me finishes with a "Beached is bru!" Like, completely spontaneously. I didn't even know the guy, much less had a chance to educate him in the art of kiwispeak. I guess it really is the language of bruskis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a quote from a long time ago when we were both beached and then I decided to quote them but never got around to. With their permission of course:&lt;br /&gt;Alice:"&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;What's jack daniel sauce? Can you not get it in australia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"It's just jack daniel's pretty sure..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice:&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"If you can't, i'll get you some."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Sure, though i don't really drink. And it'll use up your alcho allowance..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice:&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"It has alcho in it!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Sorry I had to break the news to you Alice, but it's not epic if it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Uni's started again with all its epically gayness. In other news I've built a new computer so don't expect to see me much for the next week or three (which reminds to to pre-order Battlefield which comes out a week before Swotvac. Oh dear.) while I sit in my room and attempt to overclock this beast. Up to 4.2Ghz from a stock i5-2500k so far (wonder how many people know what that means)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-6799466894893011556?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6799466894893011556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=6799466894893011556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6799466894893011556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6799466894893011556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/10/awwwww.html' title='Awwwww'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2209127444715993788</id><published>2011-09-23T13:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T13:59:46.184+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill'/><title type='text'>Ok so,</title><content type='html'>sorry to disappoint you guys. I know I was trying to set the record for going for a month without blogging but I just couldn't abandon you guys. I guess I'm a sucker sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so after not being able to find (read:bothered to remember) anything worth quoting for a long bit, that medkid turned banker wannabe finally decided to start a blogs! And as of such we celebrate this momentous occasion with a quote by none other than the man himself: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"Waking up to see the stock market down also makes you feel like going back to sleep."&lt;/span&gt; - Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check him out &lt;a href="http://cowboycapitalism.wordpress.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; (Not for the faint of heart. You have been warned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So, Holidays! I've done nothing but sit at home and in places outside my home. Feeling extremely unproductive at the moment so instead of updating you on all the things I could've been doing I'll just this short here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2209127444715993788?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2209127444715993788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2209127444715993788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2209127444715993788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2209127444715993788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/09/ok-so.html' title='Ok so,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8122508636806762075</id><published>2011-08-28T06:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T06:57:21.648+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joan'/><title type='text'>Let me start</title><content type='html'>with another apology. God there are a lot of these these days, I think I should hire connex to run my blog. Oh wait. Anyway this apology is directed at my fellow bloggers, seeing as I've been too busy attending to the details in my life to keep up to date with all the latest happenings in yours. It is very selfish of me but unfortunately it's just easier to be lazier. And Lazier is good, or so I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Think about it: If the outdoors were so good, then why did man invent indoors? Huh? Huh?!&lt;/span&gt;"-Joan, on my genius. While I can't remember saying that myself, I do think that is quite a flawless argument. No I will not stand to hear about anything otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyway I haven't slept in nearly 20 hours thanks to work, and this was the first time I've seen the sun go down then up with my own two eyes in quite some time. It is quite a surreal experience and one I encourage the rest of you to try from time to time-from the safety and comfort of indoors of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-8122508636806762075?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8122508636806762075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8122508636806762075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8122508636806762075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8122508636806762075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/08/let-me-start.html' title='Let me start'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8260354499744794237</id><published>2011-08-22T21:16:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T21:40:16.859+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Dear reader,</title><content type='html'>I know I have neglected you alot in the past few...weeks...months...how long has it been now? But never mind my failures, I assure you that in my dreams I still think of you and it pains me with each passing day how I have failed you by failing to bore you with the forgettable details of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good news is, there is still hope! It's when people say things like this&lt;br /&gt;James:&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"The good thing about dating feminists is, you dont have to pay the bills...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really gets me inspired to write again, for whatever good that does. Anyhow I shall endeavour to come up with more content to blog about and actually write it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know already from being a regular reader of this blog, I've been busy as heck working on...well, stuff, as evidenced below:&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;So...has anyone done any work since the last time we met?&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;Everyone:"...."&lt;br /&gt;Bill:"&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Not moi.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Hanbo:"&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Not yet.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Nein either.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Joan:"&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Phew.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Bill:"&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Anyway, i'll try to do something before tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanbo:"&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Ditto.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Ditto not. Well i'll try, but not very hard.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Joan:"&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;I love going after this guy. Ditto hungy.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Bill:"&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;And again, i was the idiot who put up his hand first...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Bill you. And yeah. Very busy indeeds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-8260354499744794237?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8260354499744794237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8260354499744794237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8260354499744794237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8260354499744794237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-reader.html' title='Dear reader,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4463628113071394418</id><published>2011-08-14T19:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T19:13:55.796+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Ok so,</title><content type='html'>That last post was what you call a midnight rant. Unfortunately I'm too lazy at the moment to write up anything proper, but i will try to a soon as motivation finds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after digging around the internet it seemed we were not so special as SI thought I was. Funny thing hindsight can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway need more time off and need to stop working. Guh my arms hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4463628113071394418?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4463628113071394418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4463628113071394418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4463628113071394418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4463628113071394418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/08/ok-so.html' title='Ok so,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-6665909182452247449</id><published>2011-08-05T14:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T14:53:45.182+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><title type='text'>Busy As crap</title><content type='html'>Another week, another busy as crap week, has gone by and I still haven't gotten anything done. In other news Alice is leaving us for the states (like various people) so we spent last night beaching her (in alcohol) until she got so annoyed at me that I just had to stay there and annoy her more. Nonetheless go have fun in the states!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then, uh, nothing much to report for now, except that that guy, Bread, apparently drank 48 beers in one night, resulting in the following discussion:&lt;br /&gt;Lucy:&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"Does that even fit?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanbo:&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"I don't think it's a stock variable..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to throw the usual 'that's what she..." but then Hanbo beat me to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if you look at the list from last week of my to-do list it looks exactly the same as my current to-do list so I better get going. Yes I'm still writing this post despite it not even being on my to-do list. What dedication, I amaze myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-6665909182452247449?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6665909182452247449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=6665909182452247449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6665909182452247449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6665909182452247449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/08/busy-as-crap.html' title='Busy As crap'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2213965636821361571</id><published>2011-07-31T13:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T13:13:56.534+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Now that you mention it,</title><content type='html'>I didn't really plan to bog once every two weeks this last month, but like shit, also known as uni, is going down and plus remember that Job I said I had? Well I hadn't been fired yet, so it's all adding up to my list of things to do. I calculated the number of hours of free time I have: It works like so:&lt;br /&gt;Out of a total 7x24=168 hours a week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;8*7=56 is spent sleeping, trying to go to sleep, not getting up, showering etc. etc. 112 hours remain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2*7=14 is spent eating. 98 hours remain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2*5=10 is spent travelling, to from school, between classes etc. etc. 88 hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7+8+9+9=33 hours spent at uni even though I only have 20 contact hours. 55 hours left&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Now this is usually where it stops, but now that I have work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;18 hours a week. 37 Hours remain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Do you see that?&lt;b&gt; 37&lt;/b&gt; hours of procrastination. A week. Which means that approximately 4 hours worth of work a week gets done, since by my estimate I spent 10% of my valuable procrastination time procrastinating it away on work. That's a whole hour less than the five hours left that I used to have. But the worst part is, this is my to-do list at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;origin upskill&lt;br /&gt;MMI marketing plan&lt;br /&gt;valuations/prob/study&lt;br /&gt;CA-find hanbo&lt;br /&gt;ASXSMG&lt;br /&gt;AMP planning&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ayad.com.au/info-sessions&lt;br /&gt;dukes&lt;br /&gt;http://careersonline.unimelb.edu.au/Viewjob.chpx?id=476934&lt;br /&gt;the Republic&lt;br /&gt;RBS&lt;br /&gt;CBA&lt;br /&gt;RBA com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even going to try and explain each of them. Need to go get cracking. Damn work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2213965636821361571?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2213965636821361571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2213965636821361571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2213965636821361571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2213965636821361571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/07/now-that-you-mention-it.html' title='Now that you mention it,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4210553506326882244</id><published>2011-07-20T12:45:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T12:46:04.540+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacky'/><title type='text'>It's funny</title><content type='html'>since this post has the same timestamp on the editing page as the last post. However due to my cbsness and various other events, my meaning to write this post has been gradually reduced to can't be bothered over time. Anyway so, I'm on camp right now (more on this later...this is going to be my new catchphrase) and since I'm on camp everyone is telling me off for being on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'll just get this quote out:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;...just reminded me, you have to shout me lunch sometime and I bought the voucher already.&lt;/span&gt;"-Jacky&lt;br /&gt;As you may know I have been working some more, and here are some other flavours of dishwashing liquid I have noticed:&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken Broth&lt;br /&gt;-Herb and spices&lt;br /&gt;-Wasabi&lt;br /&gt;-there was a lot more but i'm under time pressure right now so I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;More on work since that's all I've done this holidays: there has been a noticeable difference in the quality of drinks I get while on the job. When I first started i got them in a tiny little 200ml mug. Then it became a large bar tumbler. Last week they put ice in my glass, and this week they even put a lemon in it! I can feel myself climbing the corporate ladder. Also I got a slight raise! Of like 20c per hour or something, which still sucks, but I mean, as Victor puts it:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Gotta get the money to pay for whore one way or another. Whores I mean.&lt;/span&gt;"-Victor&lt;br /&gt;Like a boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all the other quotes I said I'd quote, I lost them due to technical difficulties/human mistake/general laziness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4210553506326882244?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4210553506326882244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4210553506326882244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4210553506326882244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4210553506326882244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-funny.html' title='It&apos;s funny'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1665260025651472064</id><published>2011-07-04T14:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T14:05:33.144+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Large post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who?'/><title type='text'>In my dreams,</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;and bydreams I mean nightmares, I can only see mounds and mounds of unwashed dishes.As you guys may or not know since I very subtly hinted at this in my last post,I have a new job! At a new sushi place! Except due to exceptional circumstancesI got relocated to a French restaurant nearby, and so all the cool stuff I wasdoing before no longer applies. I was going to tell you guys about how awesomeit is peeling eggs from the inside, but I guess that'll have to wait (sorryYing/OJ/everyone else who wanted to see them-it pains me to&amp;nbsp; disappoint myreaders. But all in good time). All I do now is scrub dishes, pots, pans andbowls of all shapes and sizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;So I'msure you'll know I ended up washing dishes for eleven (11!) hours straight,from 2pm to 1am that one fateful saturday evening. Needless to say, by the timeI finished there were no trams running, and thank god I live in the city, orwould've been like one of the guys at work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Oh crap...missed my train. Guess I'll just work tillmorning then.&lt;/span&gt;"-Dude at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;The placeI work at is called Heirloom for anyone interested. No it's not the sushi placeI originally worked at, but it's pretty chill (apart from the endless stream ofdishes), the waiters bring me coke and sprite every now and then, and the souschef makes basically whatever he wants for the staff when he's not busy cookingorders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Let metell you a little bit about the actual dish scrubbing process-washing them foreleven hours on end has made me a part time expert in these matters. Dishscrubbing is a well defined process-it consists of:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;-getdirty dish from kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;-put intodishwashing water (the hot soapy kind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;-give ita good scrubbin' yadda yadda yadda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Mainpoint I want to get to is, after washing many a dish one starts to notice themyriad of possible flavours of dishwashing water that becomes possible. Nowideally this post would have some pictures to show you exactly what I mean, butfor obvious reasons that it takes too much effort, coloured text will just haveto do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Standard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength: 5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:Depends on your detergent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake: Just add detergent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:The base washing liquid-every other washing liquid starts here. Nothing fancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Sweet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength:3/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:Like chocolate! The smell dissipates after you mix it, though I'd adviseagainst tasting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake:When you get enough chocolate sauce in the sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:The stuff is probably better before you turn it into dishwashing water, thoughit's not too unpleasant and doesn't detract from the washing ability much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Caramel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength:4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:Caramel!Very strong sugary scent, depending on how badly burnt the sugar was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake:Add enough caramel encrusted pots into the mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:Verypleasant washing water to work with-nice smell, solid anti-grease performanceand not too ugly to look at either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Mint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength:4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:Fresh Minty scent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake: Anything with mint in it:ice cream, sauce, the leaves themselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:See caramel above, replace with mint. Odour isn't as strong though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Cranberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength:2.5/5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:Littlescent, though probably tastes like cranberry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake: Add cranberries, juice, sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:Notsomething that's too healthy for the plates, colour is too dark for you to seeanything, dyes the plates, and the little bits of cranberry doesn't help whenyou're trying to empty the sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Savoury:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Teriyaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength:3/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:Very strong teriyaki smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake:Pots/pans/dishes with teriyaki in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:An alright dishwasher with a good aroma, even if the water gets too cloudy tosee anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Deep fried chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength:2/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:Highly appetizing cripsy chicken smell! Though I would probably stay very faraway from tasting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake:Scrub the pots/pans they bake/fry the chicken in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:Smellsawesome, but the bits of chicken and fat make cleaning future dishes very hard.Consider doing all the fried chicken pans at once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Beetroot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength:4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:Pretty much unscented...beetroot doesn't have that much of a smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake:The smallest bit of beetroot/beetroot juice will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:Thisonly gets one because the smallest bit of beetroot turns your entiredishwashing experience a deep, deep purple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Mayonnaise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength:1/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:Nosmell. Probably tastes like mayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake:When you clean the mayonnaise tubs/buckets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:While dishwashing water easily cleans out the mayo, it does exactly that: fillsthe sink with mayo so that all future dishes will be slathered in slobs ofmayo. Rinse seperately if possible, as it's a huge drain of productivity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Dishwashingstrength: 0/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Flavour:It's an actual...sink full of soup. With added detergent goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;How tomake: If you're unlucky enough to actually have to wash unfinished meals, the waiterforgets to empty the contents into the bin, and some idiot puts unfinished soupbowl straight into your sink instead of emptying it down the drain first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Comments:Don't expect to wash anything with this. It's probably edible, minus the soapof course. And good luck emptying the sink-the endless veges will have thedrain clogged for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;I wasplanning to do like, combinations and mixes and stuff but this has alreadyturned out into a monster post. And now I'm off to camp with them monash kids forhalf a week, then scrub more dishes for the rest of the week. Here's a shoutout to Alice for having me over on her birthday! And yes that was what Iditched your party to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Now forour daily smartass remark:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Hungy:&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"So...how does the GPA actually get calculated? It'sa number between 1-5 right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Lucy&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;:"Well calculate average first, and it converts toGPA."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Hungy:&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"Yeah..how exactly?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Lucy:&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Calculate average first? Then google."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Bestadvice. Ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Also nearly lost this post due to a snafu. Thank god for having brains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1665260025651472064?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1665260025651472064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1665260025651472064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1665260025651472064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1665260025651472064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-my-dreams.html' title='In my dreams,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4648665652629996452</id><published>2011-06-29T21:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:36:32.982+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chrislee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanbo'/><title type='text'>About Saturday Night,</title><content type='html'>It was pretty cool. Now I haven't been updating because It's that time of the year, just past exams where I have very little reason to procrastinate and thus do not tend to write much, for better or worse. Anyway It's been a pretty packed weekend, starting with Friday, Chris Lee's party:&lt;br /&gt;Long:&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;"Chris where the hell are you guys?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris:&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"We're at the royal botanical gardens, next to a tree."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Chris Lee, how specific of you. Needless to say both Francis and Long both found themselves a tree to hang out at afterwards. Apart from that, happy birthday to Chris Lee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had work! Yes I found another job, and yes it is at another Japanese place. And yes the place is actually Japanese in the sense that there are real Japanese people in there, but more on that later. No I'm not making rice anymore, which kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was craaaazy. Sam (the ladies man) decided to have a send off party for himself before he leaves for greener pastures, and being dutiful friends we rocked up and tried to get ourselves smashed. I must admit I'd never taken shots from a bar before, being a pov bastard but with so many people to embarrass myself in front of it was difficult to resist. Freaking alcohol is so damn expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had about seven standard drinks worth of stuff, and I must say that despite my terrible tolerance (dizzyness after one), It wasn't all that bad. According to alco expert &lt;a href="http://medkids-trashcan.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The ©Medkid™®&lt;/a&gt;, I haven't nearly had enough seeing as I wasn't making more than three spelling mistakes per line of typing I did, and that he himself did 12 on his first time and still tanked it. Ah well, I guess I'm just not cut out to be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a Bacardi 151, a Tequila and a Vodka from the bar, which I must confess tasted exactly the same to my uninitiated tongue/throat/stomach/whatever you're supposed to sample the shot with, the only difference being the degree of unpleasantness, of which the shots are listed in order of. I did cry manly tears of joy when that 151 went down though, just to celebrate ol' Sammy's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish shots were cheaper, as paying $15.50 for 30ml's of alcohol borders on the realm of ridiculousness. I guess they do provide the atmosphere for doing irresponsible things and the kind of things you'd never get away with, or the stuff you can but only with a lot of swank. While I'm at it I might as well pre-empt the inevitable: I take no responsibility for my actions while intoxicated. No better way for summing it up than this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Free is my favourite flavour."&lt;/span&gt;-Hanbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rhymes too, how's that for a motto? A happy birthday to Hanbo &amp;amp; Joan too while I'm at it! They successfully managed to make me stay up all night for once, and I must say days are quite short if you don't sleep them. And sleep deprivation is worse than alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm not paid to write these things and you're not paid to read these either so let's just leave it here for now. This holiday promises to be busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4648665652629996452?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4648665652629996452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4648665652629996452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4648665652629996452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4648665652629996452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/06/about-saturday-night.html' title='About Saturday Night,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3448691793237045992</id><published>2011-06-15T17:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:53:36.021+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>What I did</title><content type='html'>Today: I went to sleep at 4:45AM, after realizing that I should probably have slept instead of spending 3 hours sitting in bed reading my novel. If any of you are remotely interested in drama stories set in corporate America you might like &lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Barbarians at the Gates&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by a pair of journalists Burrough and Heylar. I estimate I must've spent 18 waking hours nonstop absorbed in prose-it's Hollywood worthy material, plus it's about rich bastards/ investment bankers to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I estimate I now have roughly 18 waking hours remaining until my last exam and I'm more than a week behind revision schedule out of the one week I scheduled to revise mech so I better get to that. Also today we have these quotes thanks to a pair of James' who probably haven't seen each other for a while, so, props to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Never take drugs...always pay for them.&lt;/span&gt;"-James&lt;br /&gt;Such an upstanding citizen. Speaking of upstanding citizens: While out at dinner Fong criticizes that segment of the population which shall not be named:&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Oh no, it's not that; everyone saves seats, its just fobs do it with a serviette.&lt;/span&gt;'-Fong&lt;br /&gt;This guy, I swear his wisecracks are always as the epitome of truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my new laptop has decided to break down on me, with the f11, f4, f9, delete, insert, home, left, right and pause keys no longer working. This is highly distressing and makes formatting blog posts more time consuming than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't realised already this will be my excuse for not updating much for the immediate future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-3448691793237045992?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3448691793237045992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3448691793237045992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3448691793237045992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3448691793237045992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-i-did.html' title='What I did'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-6138605888982786794</id><published>2011-06-07T00:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T00:26:24.499+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill'/><title type='text'>Exam times,</title><content type='html'>Are those high octane times when everyone is on edge and funny stuff happens. Too bad I'm also on edge and being a lazy yadda yadda yadda here's something lifted shamlessly from Wiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"In many former Soviet Countries Eau de Cologne is widely used as a regular beverage among poor drunkards especially because it is very cheaply priced compared to vodka.&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-drinking_3-0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eau_de_Cologne#cite_note-drinking-3"&gt;[4]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured, I'm not about to drink my cologne, as while I aspire to be Russian my accent is still terrible at the moment. Speaking of faraway places, It's been a while since anyone's seen Steve in the flesh, so, lets see what he's been up to:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;...maybe one day I will turn my apartment building and surrounding area into steveville. Sounds better than Toowong anyway.&lt;/span&gt;"-Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Steve needs to short sell a $20 exercise gadget or something from the inter-webs but he doesn't have a credit card so if anyone can help him please feel free to give him a hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly today, to prove my main point about people being on edge, here is a survey of MSN PM's, as conducted by none other than Bill: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"eat study study eat study study eat study study sleep"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"fruitcakin' frustrated"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"fuck this shit"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"vce is so annoying"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"studying makes me angry"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"god gave you eyes so plagiarize"&lt;/div&gt;Prizes may not be given out to those who can identify the owners of said PM's correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not least, a little window into your average OJ's life-I asked OJ to come skiing with us for over mid semester break: &lt;br /&gt;OJ:&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"...6 days with no trolling, I'm gonna be so fucked up..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungy: &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"I'll bring my mobile net thing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Jiang:&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt; "See, if it [net] was free, I might be able to download enough to make it worthwhile..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn formatting these blog posts is taking forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-6138605888982786794?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6138605888982786794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=6138605888982786794' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6138605888982786794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6138605888982786794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/06/exam-times_07.html' title='Exam times,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4642870282205652258</id><published>2011-05-29T13:55:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:04:59.361+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>It should come as no surprise</title><content type='html'>That I am one lazy bastard. This epiphany stems from a discussion I've had with some terribly hard working Englishmen/women on how the letter "Z" should be enunciated. I say "Z" as in "Zee" but apparently the people who're more English than me tell me it is "Zed", and that makes me a good for nothing American who can't speak English. When I tried to impress them with my mastery of English in saying that "Zed" has two syllabubs and thus is harder to pronounce than "Zee" which has only one syllabub, I had the two different Z's repeated for me until I accepted that they both had one Syllabub, and that other letters such as "W" also have two syllabubs. Yes I know people who went through primary school call it a syllable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost that debate, but since no one can tell me off in my blog posts I'm going to proudly display my American colours by saying that I will say "Zee" instead of "Zed". Just try saying it for yourself. Even if they're both single syllabubbed "Zee" very obviously uses only a fraction of the effort it takes to say "Zed", which requires you to make the "Zee" sound anyway before making the "ed" sound which requires twice the effort to say than the first part (god bless Americans). Why use more effort when you can use less? Which leads me to conclude that I am still (proudly) a lazy bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now justify my position based on research undertaken by Viv: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"...Yes people don't see sheep as the most intelligent animals but sheep are still very good at being sheep!"-&lt;/span&gt;Viv&lt;br /&gt;If I can't be more English than the rest of you, I'll be the best lazy bastard there is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I should stop procrastinating, even though that won't happen since I'm best at being lazy. My latest procrastination method happens to be internet radio; I have just discovered my music player has built in support for net radio, which happens to be the best thing ever. Maybe now I can finally know the names of songs less than ten years old at parties. Speaking of procrastination, it is too long for such an often used word. We should find a replacement for it. But I digress, speaking of procrastination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;"Haha you sound like me....I remember the good old days when I used to sleep before midnight "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4642870282205652258?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4642870282205652258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4642870282205652258' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4642870282205652258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4642870282205652258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-should-come-as-no-surprise.html' title='It should come as no surprise'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-9200462897761215619</id><published>2011-05-24T01:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T01:51:50.582+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yunghan'/><title type='text'>Monopoly</title><content type='html'>Can be surprisingly realistic. For example, as I was reading the instruction booklet the other day I came across:&lt;br /&gt;"Banks never go bankrupt. If the bank runs out of money, it can simply make more money by writing down values on paper in order to keep the game going." I wonder if the person who wrote the rules is a central banker or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something for Kancelot, who I know visits my blog a lot because he leaves comments. Enjoy the new colour scheme! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Yunghan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"How many wedges do you think I can steal from Khoa before he notices?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"Uh....three, maybe?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Yunghan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"Does that includes ones i've already taken?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"Sure, I guess."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Yunghan&lt;/span&gt;:"&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Alright. One more to go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shoutout to Khoa for supplying the wedges that generated today's awesome quote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-9200462897761215619?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/9200462897761215619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=9200462897761215619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/9200462897761215619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/9200462897761215619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/05/monopoly.html' title='Monopoly'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-6284872668397525979</id><published>2011-05-21T02:01:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T15:52:07.603+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanbo'/><title type='text'>Men of their times:</title><content type='html'>I can't be bothered writing anything today. It's been a long day and a longer week. Can't wait to get this semester over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacky is thinking similar things:&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry man, if I screw up big enough the government will bail me out."-Jacky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some stuff from the interwebs as presented by the ever dynamic: &lt;br /&gt;"Went outside: graphics were pretty good but gameplay sucked."-Hanbo&lt;br /&gt;"Appended was: the basic AI programming also sucks"-Fong&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I apologize if you are the true owner of these quotes, but nobody's making any money off them so even if you sued it probably won't be worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Victor giving some solid advice on how to use the internet, for chums:&lt;br /&gt;"...saw this: 'A forum post should be like a skirt. Long enough to cover the subject material, but short enough to keep things interesting.'"-Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-6284872668397525979?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6284872668397525979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=6284872668397525979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6284872668397525979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6284872668397525979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/05/men-of-their-times.html' title='Men of their times:'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-7688552468618103078</id><published>2011-05-14T14:20:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T14:47:27.598+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You magnificient bastards'/><title type='text'>Confessions:</title><content type='html'>Okay guys, the truth is, I have no idea what to do with presents. I don't get them very often and unlike some people I can't really bring myself to jump up and down, so...I guess I should apologize for not being enthusiastic as I should have? Okay if you're reading this and you have any idea what I'm talking about I'm going to feel like an unappreciative bastard so I'll just stop. Appearances are important. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do appreciate it though! Even if it doesn't seem that way. You idiots make me feel terrible, but that's okay since I still love you all. Almost as much as I love my new bear, who I have named Junior:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Mh1IS1G6Ak/Tc4CB34pQoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_VV9iub34B0/s1600/boss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Mh1IS1G6Ak/Tc4CB34pQoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_VV9iub34B0/s320/boss.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he's a freakin' cameod army bear. In a suit. Sitting at a desk. Like a boss.&lt;br /&gt;And Hanbo I realised the problem I have with your penguins: None of them have any flippers. But thanks for putting in the effort for someone's arbitrary milestone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we've gotten that out of the way&amp;nbsp; and before I forget, here's Francis' (who hasn't been featured in a loooong, no thanks to uni) gripe with the world:&lt;br /&gt;"...seriously though! What is wrong with saying "I am now going to touch your left breast" or "can you please expose your left breast?" I even said please..."-Francis, Medkid in training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also, it makes me sad to push quality posts down, but I also did update the penguin comic strip on that post I did earlier so be sure to check it out before it expires!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-7688552468618103078?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7688552468618103078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=7688552468618103078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7688552468618103078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7688552468618103078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/05/confessions.html' title='Confessions:'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Mh1IS1G6Ak/Tc4CB34pQoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_VV9iub34B0/s72-c/boss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8222792575499666956</id><published>2011-05-08T03:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T03:51:04.812+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures O:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Oh noes</title><content type='html'>It seems that there are loyal readers out there who actually read this (and come back!), more than just once every year when Stooph posts and makes everyone read it. Pressure! But thankfully I have a failproof quote today:&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Man, I need a new suit...old one's getting too large for me."&lt;br /&gt;Yunghan:"That's easy, all you need to do is grow back into it."&lt;br /&gt;Flawless advice, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on topic, I know I promised a lot, and you must believe me when I say I had good intentions, but it seems that I forgot to get the photos from dad's camera before I left the magical wonderland that is Africa.&amp;nbsp; Anyhow seeing as none of you like to read posts without pictures, and more important I can't be bothered writing posts without pictures. No seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did take some photos on phone and if you've ever wondered what a chimney looks like from the top on a christmas eve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFMuV5OJL-k/TcV8m8y30dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rkCTv1OGd-k/s1600/2011-04-30+04.51.00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFMuV5OJL-k/TcV8m8y30dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rkCTv1OGd-k/s320/2011-04-30+04.51.00.jpg" width="320" /&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;I'm sorry it's shoddy, I had to hold the torchlight at the same time. Yes I climbed onto the roof of dad's place in the Republic. He had this little fort thing built on his roof, and it's real shame I didn't take pictures of it-it was like he was preparing to do a holdout from it in the case of an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Actually I did manage to find some photos from my little excursion. See this one below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4N-RvTepYR8/TcWAjT2L_nI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FnZE9UQ1_IU/s1600/2011-04-25+20-40-40+-+0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4N-RvTepYR8/TcWAjT2L_nI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FnZE9UQ1_IU/s320/2011-04-25+20-40-40+-+0027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes I hear you saying "Hungy, that's nice, but it's just a piece of scenery. You've been filling your blog up with nothing but scenery." So what makes this bit of real estate special? Good thing I filmed a bit of it in action. And no your headphones/speakers are fine; there is no audio (see below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9460605ac278a387" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9460605ac278a387%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330310593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D453E0825F184A4A5ED393568556345EDC144EFEB.6AADD56FFABEFC06585B7ABD3932ED545D8152E8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9460605ac278a387%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtwQ33mXGu9SAeoLX0M-HAQ_erG8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9460605ac278a387%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330310593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D453E0825F184A4A5ED393568556345EDC144EFEB.6AADD56FFABEFC06585B7ABD3932ED545D8152E8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9460605ac278a387%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtwQ33mXGu9SAeoLX0M-HAQ_erG8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, make no mistake, ladies and gentlemen: In my travels I have stumbled upon nothing short of the forge of clouds itself. It is here where baby clouds are drawn from the air and begin their lives as the ones who bring the goddamn rain to the rest of Africa (ever wonder why there's so much clouds on my FB album). A most profound discovery! And the reason why there's no sound is because it consist of me going hysterical at the discovery and people going 'what is that guy on' in the background, which isn't all that special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with yet another piece of scenery for you to hate on. Abused dad's panoramic lens and the 1DM4 while I could. (Look at all the clouds!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVcdC4JpN7s/TcWDUjjYtYI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZpUDQKC-h8E/s1600/2011-04-26+00-53-54+-+0066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVcdC4JpN7s/TcWDUjjYtYI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZpUDQKC-h8E/s400/2011-04-26+00-53-54+-+0066.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also Blogger still doesn't like large photos :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-8222792575499666956?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8222792575499666956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8222792575499666956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8222792575499666956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8222792575499666956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-noes.html' title='Oh noes'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFMuV5OJL-k/TcV8m8y30dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rkCTv1OGd-k/s72-c/2011-04-30+04.51.00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-6473012264962960927</id><published>2011-05-04T22:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T22:36:27.870+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fong'/><title type='text'>Today in the library:</title><content type='html'>"I saw someone who looked just like you back there. He was a little taller and a looked a bit more dissatisfied."-Fong, James Fong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes renovations to this blog are underway. Please stick with me until I get it and the last part of Africa up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-6473012264962960927?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6473012264962960927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=6473012264962960927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6473012264962960927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6473012264962960927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-in-library.html' title='Today in the library:'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5700982570620606813</id><published>2011-05-01T21:04:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:30:13.402+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>If I was Samuel L Jackson...</title><content type='html'>I'd be saying something like&lt;br /&gt;"I am tired of these muthaF***in' babies on this muthaf***in plane."&lt;br /&gt;Because seriously, babies do not belong on planes. Let me briefly explain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babies are loud. While you could argue that because of the jet engines and whatever you'll never get any peace and quiet on a plane anyway, babies are on a whole different level. Their shrilly supralto voice range could probably make bats and dolphins cry if they really tried.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babies like to cry. Especially when they're not comfortable, e.g. on a plane.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People get tired on long plane hauls. Unless you're a rich bastard flying first class with your private concierge or whatever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Add all of that together, for 24 hours (okay not 24 hours straight, but it adds up) and it's not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TL;DR&lt;/span&gt;: Yes I'm back, And yes I know I'm missing the other half of my oh so interesting trip and I'll endeavour to get it up when I get around to getting it up. Goodnight all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5700982570620606813?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5700982570620606813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5700982570620606813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5700982570620606813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5700982570620606813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-i-was-samuel-l-jackson.html' title='If I was Samuel L Jackson...'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8534470653723213915</id><published>2011-04-27T07:18:00.013+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T03:57:13.352+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures O:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Dad quotes #2</title><content type='html'>Dear Stooph,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your enduring concern for my well being, I shall endeavour to enjoy myself and put what you have taught me to good use. As for those AK's, I must report that I am unable to find a  Vintage '47 model, and the few who do possess those artifacts are unwilling to part with them. I shall try to find you one however, but for the mean time I hope this post will make up for any inconveniences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faithful Cousin,&lt;br /&gt;Hungy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I should start a blog for quotes just from my dad. If any of you missed that one earlier about getting 10/10 or whatever on facebook, here's another one liner:&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, when I say drive slower, I mean drive slower, but not slower than 120."- Dad&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally the speed limit over here is 120km/h, and yes he was talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you how fast dad was driving when I took this but then bad things might happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ukRpDavbTug/Tbc5bZeu25I/AAAAAAAAAJY/VToVDoqIsVA/s1600/A37T1350.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600007804517538706" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ukRpDavbTug/Tbc5bZeu25I/AAAAAAAAAJY/VToVDoqIsVA/s200/A37T1350.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 134px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the day was spent traveling, driving down from that sidequest town to the next plot advancement town: cape town. After dodging cops along the way (must've overtaken at least 3, on my L's. With no L plate. I think that's an achievement) we got to some utterly forgettable inn town that's 100% made for saving progress and offloading loot, we waited for the night to end before...&lt;br /&gt;day 3:&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows anything about Africa, is that ever since some idiots &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05ip-N0H1Ig"&gt;blessed the rains down in africa&lt;/a&gt;, it now literally rains Every. Single. Goddamn. Day. Stopping every few hours to do an 'it's a trap' moment as soon as you dare step outside. Right as I was supposed to be making a pleasant trek across some mountains from the Cape o good hope (my ass), it starts raining. And then when I retreat back to where I started dad had driven off to meet me at the pickup point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up asking randoms for their phones. List of people annoyed include: Old black grandpa, young black woman, jewish couple, young french camper, asian tour group and it was finally a large man that finally had a working phone. Apparently the reception at the bottom corner of Africa isn't very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't all bad; I did see some penguins (Right click-&amp;gt;view image to see the whole thing):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLNRw0Dt1Kc/TcWGrlBMvGI/AAAAAAAAALM/JHHburB1SKU/s1600/Get2theshingle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLNRw0Dt1Kc/TcWGrlBMvGI/AAAAAAAAALM/JHHburB1SKU/s1600/Get2theshingle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Update: Yay blogger changed their picture posting process. While it's a bit cut off at least it's a lot larger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as before since only 5 people will get this joke, and only one of them ever visits my blog it's not that big a loss. Oh well, if you get this joke go tell all the people you know. And if you don't get it go ask someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did see other random animals running around, like ostriches, chimps, mankeys, dead skuas, but nothing really as awesome as the penguins getting to the shingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, special thanks to everyone who suggested help!&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/3983892971324138293-8534470653723213915?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8534470653723213915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8534470653723213915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8534470653723213915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8534470653723213915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/04/dad-quotes-2.html' title='Dad quotes #2'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ukRpDavbTug/Tbc5bZeu25I/AAAAAAAAAJY/VToVDoqIsVA/s72-c/A37T1350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1570394627992597275</id><published>2011-04-26T18:34:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T18:37:15.303+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips in Africa.</title><content type='html'>Dear Hungy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I do hope you enjoy your stay in Africa, please do remember that&lt;br /&gt;I require an AK-47, so do try to remember to send one back home to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are finding it difficult breaking the ice, I've got a few conversational starters for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) If you're from Africa, how come you are white?&lt;br /&gt;b) Yes, I have drugs&lt;br /&gt;c) In Africa you have lions that hunt everything and anything, in China we have asians who hunt everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;d) What is up my Nigerian Prince&lt;br /&gt;e) My hand is a dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;I hope these were helpful for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great stay in SA.&lt;br /&gt;From your cousin,&lt;br /&gt;Stooph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1570394627992597275?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1570394627992597275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1570394627992597275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1570394627992597275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1570394627992597275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/04/tips-in-africa.html' title='Tips in Africa.'/><author><name>Stooph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427604524110348465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2596698324732111684</id><published>2011-04-26T03:45:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T00:46:49.048+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures O:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>In the Jungle:</title><content type='html'>Having landed in Johannesburger on the fine hour of 7am friday morning, Dad proceeded in wasting no time getting us whisked off to a random side-quest town called Secunda, which is Portuguese or Spanish for 2nd for whatever reason. The only reason we went there was so that he could play golf with a friend of his who came down from Zimbabwe.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the hotel/casino is literally the only building in a 50kilometre radius:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1KKhGcN3kA/TbXB8deXxII/AAAAAAAAAJA/2ujU6wUsZps/s1600/2011-04-22%2B20.30.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599594956153406594" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1KKhGcN3kA/TbXB8deXxII/AAAAAAAAAJA/2ujU6wUsZps/s200/2011-04-22%2B20.30.09.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what it looks like from my hotel room. Ignore the one on FB, that's was actually from the reception. Must be one the few places in the world where there's a &lt;del&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hotel, complete with golf course&lt;br /&gt;golf course, complete with hotel in the middle of large suspicious cooling towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tc_SM04-umU/TbXB9Nq_D9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JEGmn5M5ZWc/s1600/2011-04-23%2B00.50.00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599594969091215314" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tc_SM04-umU/TbXB9Nq_D9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JEGmn5M5ZWc/s200/2011-04-23%2B00.50.00.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 224px; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how I'm getting these blogs written up: You can't say i'm not dedicated to you, dear reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s9FejHZ5jTQ/TbXB89VXjnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LlruQJhDU5o/s1600/2011-04-23%2B00.54.40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599594964705578610" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s9FejHZ5jTQ/TbXB89VXjnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LlruQJhDU5o/s200/2011-04-23%2B00.54.40.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for 2 hours as soon as I got to this hotel place. Not sleeping properly for 36 hours isn't much fun at all. Also thanks for all your kind clicks on the lulz button, I hope you shall continue to support poor children in Africa in the future. The same goes for comments without saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2596698324732111684?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2596698324732111684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2596698324732111684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2596698324732111684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2596698324732111684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-jungle.html' title='In the Jungle:'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1KKhGcN3kA/TbXB8deXxII/AAAAAAAAAJA/2ujU6wUsZps/s72-c/2011-04-22%2B20.30.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1737246266757757839</id><published>2011-04-18T21:19:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T00:47:19.386+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures O:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>The pre-africa post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Notice: Due to the fact that internet is retarded here in africa and that it won't really make much sense to publish all my pre-written (yes, you read that right) blog posts all at once, updates will be delayed and put up whenever I get internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Eggs. This post will be dedicated to eggs, who being my tastiest friends thus far have allowed me to survive on my own for a whole two weeks. Let's start at the begining: week 7 of uni: Mum decides she's had enough of me and runs off to find dad in africa, leaving me to home alone to fend for myself for two weeks before easter break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;I don't cook and I don't do the groceries. Not to be feminist or anything, but I firmly believe that since females are so much more efficient at doing such...incomprehensible tasks (always wonder how mum always manages to make what she wants go on sale), we should leave it to the experts, so to speak. So when my mum just got up and left, I had to learn on the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Some of you might be like: But Hungy you live in the goddamn city, there's food everywhere! Sadly, food costs money, and without my mum around I had to dig into my life savings to feed myself; I'm sure you know that feeling when it's your own money being spent instead of someone elses: every dollar spent today will make your great grandchildren a milion dollars poorer in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;And so, yadda yadda yadda, EGGS ARE SO CHEAP!  WTH! At $2.70 for a whole DOZEN of the little suckers, plus bread rolls on clearance sale each night at safeway (after 7ish. Also a cool discovery, though it's overshadowed by eggs), throw in some cheap edible vegies (cucumbers&amp;gt;tomatoes), means you literally can live on around $4 a day. And if you don't eat the whole dozen you might even afford to throw in some milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Let me thow these stupid photos in as I can't seem to fit them into my post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;$10 worth of groceries, of which $2.70 is eggs: this will feed you for at least 2 days=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dS6V_rhkvaQ/TbSwGyN9VMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LbuTj9RiXPs/s1600/eg.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599293867334390978" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dS6V_rhkvaQ/TbSwGyN9VMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LbuTj9RiXPs/s200/eg.png" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;But if I'd spent all $10 on eggs, will feed you for 5 days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cf1ln20whDk/TbSwFvM4_xI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uRtwzczn3GM/s1600/more%2Beggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599293849344737042" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cf1ln20whDk/TbSwFvM4_xI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uRtwzczn3GM/s200/more%2Beggs.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Or $50 on eggs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaBrWC3xG2M/TbSwFcSG5uI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dsja2TXGcPg/s1600/even%2Bmore%2Beggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599293844266346210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaBrWC3xG2M/TbSwFcSG5uI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dsja2TXGcPg/s200/even%2Bmore%2Beggs.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Needless to say, you could have an freaking army of them. For cheap too. Anyhow, after having survied a perilous two weeks by myself I was ready for a gran old adventure. Being a good student I was and not wagging my classes, I made it to the airport on thursday afternoon exactly one hour before my flight was due. The good thing about being late is that you don't have to stand in line since you're already last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;And then after a short 4hour stint in the Singapore airport (characterized by free internet and overpriced noodles),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;I was on my way to Africa. There were 3 babies on that flight that conspired with their parents to keep the whole cabin awake however, by taking turns crying and then having their parents walk up and down the isles so everyone would know that they were crying. And then after spending 24 hours oscar mike, and realising that sunrises in the sky are really pretty but my phone camera sucked too much, I got to South Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223110_10150277407494832_818339831_9334908_5308902_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223110_10150277407494832_818339831_9334908_5308902_n.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 157px; width: 210px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Also I was searched by customs at the airport. While they didn't catch me for running drugs, it probably wasn't a good idea to have thrown all my underwear randomnly on top of everything else just before I left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1737246266757757839?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1737246266757757839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1737246266757757839' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1737246266757757839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1737246266757757839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/04/pre-africa-post.html' title='The pre-africa post'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dS6V_rhkvaQ/TbSwGyN9VMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LbuTj9RiXPs/s72-c/eg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8214610930432904025</id><published>2011-04-14T22:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:38:35.770+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanbo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rama'/><title type='text'>We need a break,</title><content type='html'>Uni and I. This is starting to get a bit too much. Anyway, those new posters are up, so keep an eye out for them and be sure to actually attend our little lecture thing next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh well. We will survive, or die trying."-Rama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I appended his quote slightly but pretty sure the the meaning remains unchanged. Another less depressing, I mean, Inspiring contribution by Hanbo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boob is like, the best word ever. The first letter is what the subject looks like from the top, the middle two letters represents its subject from a frontal view and the last letter is the thing from the side. It's like, a perfect word....a freaking...visualmatopiea!"-Hanbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In other news, I may be going over to that other continent where wars and revolutions and no fly zones have been happening over easter break. I mean I will be going, but I'll let you guys know if there's any McDonald's there. They're supposed to be everywhere right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-8214610930432904025?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8214610930432904025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8214610930432904025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8214610930432904025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8214610930432904025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-need-break.html' title='We need a break,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2458698069444225749</id><published>2011-04-07T00:59:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T01:09:11.154+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Why the hell</title><content type='html'>do I have so much to do! Does not make ANY sense at all. Okay so I had a bunch of shit to do last year but that was because I couldnt' be bothered doing any of it, but this is just ridiculous. I actually do not have enough time to be doing work, much less write a blog. I'm only barely scraping by thanks to completely ignoring the 2nd worst of my subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so a short bedtime story while I print tomorrow's lecture slides. And fuck me I just forgot to switch sides and now have a stack of single sided slides. Good multitasking, Hungy, Good multitasking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so, 2am last night the club president sends me an email:&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Hungy, please get these posters printed up and around uni by tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;Okay,  no problem. You give me a job I get it done, everyone is happy.&lt;br /&gt;Today at 3pm after I put those posters up, the art director contacts me:&lt;br /&gt;"Hey man, I want to touch up those posters a bit, Hope you haven't put them up yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not saying this is anybody's fault, and it isn't, but like. The stress man. Incredible levels of facepalm happening right here. Oh well time to fix those lecture slides and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2458698069444225749?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2458698069444225749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2458698069444225749' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2458698069444225749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2458698069444225749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-hell.html' title='Why the hell'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1407301273360764926</id><published>2011-04-02T20:49:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T21:02:08.496+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanbo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dali'/><title type='text'>So much to do,</title><content type='html'>and our childhood has already passed. Fear not though, this is mostly not a rant post. Think of it more like a bedtime story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I've told this story to some people around uni, but upon seeing my probability tute work I felt compelled to retell this story again. This is going to be one of those stories I'll tell my grandchildren once I'm old and senile as the highlight of my uni days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every tuesday I go to Micro II lectures in the morning, and afterwards having nothing better to do I often follow Hanbo, Fong and Lucy to their probability tute. I might as well be enrolled in prob since I rock up to pretty much every lecture, even the ones on monday and friday (thanks to Dali). Now let me explain how the prob tute I go to works: It's usually Lucy, Fong, Hanbo and Dali sitting in a group, where Lucy's trying to do work, Fong's trying to convince Hanbo to become a libertarian, Hanbo's laughs at how Lucy spends four times longer to get the same answer as he does and Dali is...I dunno, being cool. I tell the tutor (forgot her name) who happens to be an estemmed citizen of very advanced age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular day Dali overslept and forgot to get off his boat in the morning (he slightly fob, well not really fob more like ob) so it was just Fong Lucy Hanbo and I. Coincidentally the tutor was handing back projects from the week before. So she goes up to Lucy, gives her back hers; moves to Fong to give him back His, then goes to Hanbo and gives backs his; Now what happens next is quite odd: The tutor shuffles over to me, who happens to be sitting with the other 3, looks at me for a couple seconds, and hands me Dali's project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Asians must really all look the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she never questioned my identity, Fong reckons it would've been rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I went to a bar for the first time yesterday. Needless to say it was underwhelming. I did see, to nobody's surprise, that party boy Sam at the crime scene though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1407301273360764926?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1407301273360764926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1407301273360764926' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1407301273360764926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1407301273360764926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-much-to-do.html' title='So much to do,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5646724724211063924</id><published>2011-03-29T20:42:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:07:52.036+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mel'/><title type='text'>I....am content with my life.</title><content type='html'>So anyway, yesterday's failures were mostly offset by today's coolness. I have an official job title now and an official office is but a semester away, or so I'm told. And also if anyone knows anything about marketing and wants a stable, high risk-reward ratio self funded job do contact me. Because I don't know anything about marketing. Don't tell that to my boss(es) though they don't need to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On why he can't be bothered coming on msn.&lt;br /&gt;"Either it's depressing because there's no one to talk to or annoying because there is."-Mel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5646724724211063924?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5646724724211063924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5646724724211063924' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5646724724211063924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5646724724211063924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/03/iam-content-with-my-life.html' title='I....am content with my life.'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5369984987199357154</id><published>2011-03-28T23:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T23:40:34.209+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>I hate my life.</title><content type='html'>I'm getting good at these rant things aren't I? I think I could get used to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is the last rant I'll ever write I promise. Please don't go away D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5369984987199357154?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5369984987199357154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5369984987199357154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5369984987199357154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5369984987199357154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-my-life.html' title='I hate my life.'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2622548554959787287</id><published>2011-03-27T16:57:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:07:18.004+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Why the world is doomed:</title><content type='html'>No this is a serious post (also known as a rant), and while I will try I'd rather not get hopes up. This is my first attempt at serious analysis (i.e. ad hominem), so bear with me. Or don't its up to you, I realise now this post is pretty, I mean, mindnumbingly long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dude called Edmund Burke said something along the lines of "Evil happens when good men do nothing." Let us just make the convenient assumption that by 'good' Burke actually meant 'smart', because its good to be smart right, I think its not far fetched to extrapolate this idea to "Shit happens when smart people do nothing," which can then be extended to "Shit happens when dumb people do dumb things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now while not point the finger at anyone directly because that's politically incorrect, let me just &lt;a href="http://www.greenpeace.org/international/en/news/features/Forget-Fukushima/"&gt;quote those guys over at greenpeace &lt;/a&gt;for a bit:&lt;br /&gt;"Even if it were 100% clean, 100% safe, and 100% foolproof, nuclear power  can do little or nothing in the fight against climate change."&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Greenpeace is THE internationally renown/recognized/acknowledged blah blah champion of world happiness and good right? I mean heck even the auto correct built into this 2nd rate blogging platform that is blogger won't even let me get away with greenpeace without showing that annoying red squiggly 'hey learn2spell' reminder unless I capitalize the G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now obviously the guys at Greenpeace aren't just going to throw out random unsupported catchphrases like our government (I feel bad for dissing the government actually, they get way too much shit for the job they have to do), so evidently they'll have a lot of evidence to back up their statement right? That was a rhetorical question of course they do what do you think Greenpeace is, trying to run a country or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll summarize their really long argument as impartially as I can (you be the judge): &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Nuclear energy only accounts for 6% of global energy production at present,  and even if you quadruple that by 2050 it will still only count for 10%. And this would require building a new reactor every 10 days (by Greenpeace's reckoning I assume, since they haven't cited anything). But even assuming that you could and would do so, and that they are, I quote:"nuclear reactors are safe AND foolproof AND we've solved the waste  problem AND they're not terrorist targets AND that we can build a new  reactor every ten days from now." we still don't need them to replace fossil fuels to generate electricity because other renewable are sufficiently capable of generating enough electricity to support the needs of some countries, such as Spain (35%) and Portugal (45%). Germany also has enough solar energy to rival the Fukushima reactors.  Thus nuclear power isn't necessary as people make it out to be.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay I hope now you're thinking 'hm that sounds good, we might not need nuclear after all, right?' because otherwise then I might be liable for misleading you guys by call my summary impartial. Don't worry if you are though, I'm not about to finish this post with a downer ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;To begin with lets pick apart the statistics behind Greenpeace argument because thats what good analysis is about: nit picking. Greenpeace says that renewables supply a rather large part of Spain and Portugal's energy, relatively speaking, and thus everyone should be able to do it. A quick search on google netted me some stats here that I have yet to calculate as I type this but pretty sure will let you know why this argument is pure environmentalist fantasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Speaking nothing of the fact that the population of Spain and Portugal combined do not even constitute a single percent of the world's total population (0.7%) to be exact, I think you can already see where this is going. The more observant of you will realise this is kind of unfair since all those poor kids in Africa and the DPRK probably don't use any energy at all, lets just compare them to China and the USA, two largest energy consumers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Portugal and Spain use energy equivalent to about 3.2 tons of oil per capita per year. (actually the Portuguese uses less, at 2.4 tons, but I'm lazy and I doubt it'll make a difference in the big picture.) They have a combined population of about 10.6+46.1~=56.7million. That translates to a gross energy usage of about 181.4 million tons of oil per year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;China has 1.34 billion people (you must be able to see the problem already) and they use 1.4 tons of oil, per capita/year which is about 1876 million tons of oil, or 1.88 billion tons. The USA has 311 million people who use an unsurprisingly high amount of 7.76tons of oil/person/year for a total of 2413.4 million tons. That's a combined of 4.29 BILLION tons of oil. Per year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;So, 181/4290=~0.042 that's 4% of the combined energy needs of the two biggest economies in the world. Now assuming I haven't failed elementary arithmetic somewhere in there I ask you Greenpeace, how do you propose to renewablelize such massive energy needs even if you could do it in such puny and basically insignificant countries (only in terms of energy usage of course, I have nothing against Spaniards/Portuguese)? And if there was a cheap and easy way, why hasn't it been done yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Obvious answer is obvious: its not easy. We could argue about the accuracy of the stats I pulled from wiki and google but franky it doesn't matter if its 5% or 8% or 10%. That status quo speaks volumes, and I for one would like to think that governments know what they're doing. Maybe they don't but that'll have to wait in a different story. I don't even need to address that last point that was probably tacked on at the last minute: The solar power of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;an entire nation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;, and that's Germany, the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;4th largest economy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; by GDP, is only equivalent to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;, aging nuclear powerplant. And you know what the biggest irony is? The sun generates power by nuclear fusion. Yes stars are nuclear furnaces I hope that wasn't a surprise to anybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, after all of that you must've forgotten the point of this article which I'll take time to remind you again: That the world is doomed. Why? Because its obvious: the people running greenpeace are all obviously caught up in their own fantasies about a green world where everyone lives happily with mother nature. And me, being reasonably intelligent as I like to fancy myself would want to have nothing to do with people who form arguments based on completely fallacious logic, I can't imagine any one reasonably smart, I mean, 'good' would want to either. Herein lies the heart of the problem: good people probably don't want to do dumb things, but the people trying their best to do 'good' things aren't very good at it. Thus we arrive at the logical conclusion that the world is doomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;And if you want a scapegoat (I do) blame OJ. This is basically his bastard child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2622548554959787287?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2622548554959787287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2622548554959787287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2622548554959787287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2622548554959787287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-world-is-doomed.html' title='Why the world is doomed:'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-616474359892463915</id><published>2011-03-08T20:37:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T21:38:10.536+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kegs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill'/><title type='text'>I'm trying, I'm trying!</title><content type='html'>To find inspiration for continually updating a blog about my everyday life is hard to come by at times. My life just isn't that interesting. Consider if you will, the questions that come up on internship applications at big companies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please demonstrate a recent time when you've shown initiative by applying something you've learned so make a major difference outside your comfort zone. Why did you do it? What did you learn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response:&lt;br /&gt;"While uh, at my sushi job a couple months ago, I decided that using rice to make sushi just wasn't cool enough. I mean, sure its all good and people say if it ain't broke don't fix it, but who's going to change the world, if not us? And if not now, then when? Back to the sushi, I thought to myself, why do people eat sushi? Is it because of the rice? Or is it because of the other stuff? The only reason why rice is there in sushi is to fill up the gap between the seaweed wrapping and the tasty tasty ingredients in the middle (e.g. fresh meat, as in, FRESH meat. Or salmon. Or potatoes. Whatever tickles your fancy). So I thought wow I just came up with a good idea, and this was going to be all the new rage in fine sushi dining and my eyes lit up as I thought that when my boss hears of this I'll finally be promoted from rice chef to sushi chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly my boss did not agree. He told me to get back to the kitchen because the rice cookers were already blowing out steam and If I didn't attend to them they'd catch on fire and he'd have to fire me. I learned from this experience that innovative ideas often get buried beneath the impending dangers of a fire and that one should not give ideas to one's boss lest it burn the shop down. In case you were wondering what happened to me and my sushi job and my boss, I was nontheless fired a few weeks afterwards because I was caught eating sushi with three strips of tuna instead of two."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, good luck to any of you out there applying for these internships/vacation work or whatever. It seems like too much trouble. If only my life were as interesting as what I claim happened, or if I was like Bill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill is, incidentally, about to turn 18, and here are some of his hobbies as an minor:&lt;br /&gt;Bill:"...yep, like hanging around, smoking, underage sex, etc"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"The good stuff."&lt;br /&gt;Bill:"Yes, and I only did one of the above [and] I've only got 10 days to do the rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if I were like a certain somebody, as Kegs reports:&lt;br /&gt;"Biggest discovery today: Long. Nyugen. can. do. the. splits."-Kegs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to some people, my life is positively boring. Oh noes this blog is turning into a emo rant blog whatever shall we do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-616474359892463915?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/616474359892463915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=616474359892463915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/616474359892463915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/616474359892463915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-trying-im-trying.html' title='I&apos;m trying, I&apos;m trying!'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4849010328455692847</id><published>2011-03-01T00:56:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T01:30:11.595+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MCAC'/><title type='text'>Internet</title><content type='html'>Okay guys, I must confess, I don't actually go to Monash University, despite what the people over at Monash Uni Anime Club (MCAC) might think. Even though I trolled them, or well badly attempted to, for an entire night and they fed me (as a troll) over their IRC and we were all getting along just fine. Hmmm the power of anonymity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of anonymity I read today that if facebook was a country, It'd be the 3rd largest in the world and have more info on its citizens than any country currently in existence. Things you'd never notice and would hopefully never need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's okay I plan to actually go and join them if i ever do actually rock up to Monash. No one needs to know. After all I signed up with my Melb email and they accepted it without question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I got a new phone! Since lost my old one and broke the one before that (in the span of about a week), which means I don't have anyone's numbers and yes this is a cheap way of saying gimme all your numbers! Mine hasn't changed, so gimme a call/text/find and remind me in person to get it off you and we can all be happy again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, pop over to OJ's blog and check out the Les Mis song being done right (stupid mhs butchering masterpieces). Apparently someone uploaded the whole 2hr thing onto youtube as well so I think that might be worth the effort too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4849010328455692847?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4849010328455692847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4849010328455692847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4849010328455692847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4849010328455692847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/03/internet.html' title='Internet'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2294469030925170580</id><published>2011-02-20T22:39:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:18:19.807+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yunghan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victor L'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pugs'/><title type='text'>Thought of the day</title><content type='html'>Terran in starcraft 2 is so OP. As in overpowered. Its damn near impossible to break a turtling terran, and with 2 OC they can perma scan (don't even need mules) and make perfect timing attacks=insta win. Nerf terrans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also post these in bitesized chunks whenever I write one of these (like any real blogger would) instead of brooding them for a whole week at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been quite busy by my standards, having had my exam then followed by two whole days where I woke up before 12, then spent the entire afternoon/early evening away from home. I plan to finish up this week by wagging O-week, which isn't even technically a wag. Spending what's left of my holidays in peace and indulging my incurable indolence of body and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin:"And then we're gonna get fangirls, and sell them for profit!"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"But then we're not going to have any fangirls...."&lt;br /&gt;Francis:"Well, keep the fangirls then, and sell their clothes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis always talks about how he should've been a comm student isntead of a medkid. And with his genius ideas putting both a medkid and comm kid to shame, he might as well be both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of being outside, sometimes being outside nets you some pretty amusing situations, such as two guys up a pole, or four guys in a swing, which gets us our next quote:&lt;br /&gt;Henry:"Don't lift it up, that'll crush my balls!"&lt;br /&gt;Its not really amusing, just, the things people get up to when they let their testosterone run wild. Okay I can't really be bothered writing about much more things now so I'll just skip to the real content of this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear god Charles, What have you done! Read on to find out.&lt;br /&gt;Yunghan had the idea to go to Fei's Nando's shop to er, 'chill out' and no we weren't going to get free chips whatever gave you that idea. So we (me/yhl/charles 'the playboy'), and this happened&lt;br /&gt;Yunghan:"Hey that girl's been staring at us for a while now, Do you know her?"&lt;br /&gt;Charles:"Um...no I don't. Well, I think I went to the MLC formal with her last year but nah, I don't know her."&lt;br /&gt;Freaking biggest. Biggest. Just. Oh Charles what have you done. Well I guess they even made a comic about you (on Cyanide n happiness), but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's stuff which is just so true you can't ignore them:&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, look at me, I'm Victor. Nothing I ever do works."-OJ&lt;br /&gt;Poor Victor Liaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And playing neopets makes me goddamn hungry, why are there so many different types of goddamn pizza in the pizza store, bread in the bread shop, hot dogs in the hotdog stand, slurpees in the...far out, why can't you just have a normal amount of food in one food shop? Why must you make me hungry so you stupid online browser game made for 3 year olds.&lt;br /&gt;(Yes I made a new account just to play. It is called &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/userlookup.phtml?user=theydeletedmyaccount"&gt;theydeletedmyaccount&lt;/a&gt; because they did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2294469030925170580?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2294469030925170580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2294469030925170580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2294469030925170580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2294469030925170580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/02/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the day'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-652260151364734759</id><published>2011-02-09T20:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T21:05:18.774+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacky'/><title type='text'>Life lessons</title><content type='html'>"The colour doesn't matter, only the price."-Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you do stuff that involves going OUT of the house? 'Cause don't you get bored of that stuff after a while...actually i take that back, its pretty hard to get bored of it."-Jacky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no life. Also, running screws up my atrophied legs. And summer school sucks big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-652260151364734759?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/652260151364734759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=652260151364734759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/652260151364734759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/652260151364734759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-lessons.html' title='Life lessons'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4960791380830823012</id><published>2011-01-21T00:37:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T02:01:18.059+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work of art.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vincent L.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joanne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yunghan'/><title type='text'>I thought to myself,</title><content type='html'>I am still alive, physically at least, but that's not important here. If we divide my blog posts between content posts and filler posts, 90% of my blogs are probably the latter. This monstrosity that's spawning right now in my blog-o-matic however, would be one of those rarer but much more superior blogs. And I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Joanne just got back from the states right,&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Got over jetlag yet?"&lt;br /&gt;Joanne:"Didn't get jetlagged, more like, fixed my sleeping pattern!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a thought. I think its what I need to fix my retarded sleeping patterns too. And as Yunghan notes, it would be possible to gain a day if you flew to the Americas...and stayed there. Time travel for dummies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a self explanatory one liner from the one and only Dom:&lt;br /&gt;"My life is black....just like my sac...."-Dom, rhyming mastah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I was reunited with my long lost arch-nemesis, the one and only Little fob kid, AKA Vincent leung, King of all nub. But I Jest, he's only a small fry on my list of people I need to screw the rules with when I finally get money. Anyway I'd just thought of a ingenious idea actually to keep count of our mutual, unending and eternal hatred for each other: By keeping count of the number of days we haven't seen each other somewhere, and with our combined efforts we shall make new records on the 'days without fobkid counter.' Actually I just made that up just then, catchy name, amirite? (FYI the correct answer is ubrite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Wait, You're actually not a fob?"&lt;br /&gt;Vincent:"Not anymore."&lt;br /&gt;H:"So you were once?"&lt;br /&gt;V:"No...It's just, going to Melbourne High has made me....revert."&lt;br /&gt;Yunghan:"And you reverted to something you never was?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a completely irrelevant comment (No prizes for guessing who)&lt;br /&gt;Kegs:"I bet that means he was a boat person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now a little something special for the few good visitors &lt;del&gt;&lt;/del&gt;who actually read instead of just logging on to spam in the chatbox:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you, in Hungy's 2nd ever masterpiece in Paint Art, a day in the summer school engineering maths lecture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_romDJtj0tiQ/TTmeiTB5hEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/m147BUz6lzE/s1600/lol2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_romDJtj0tiQ/TTmeiTB5hEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/m147BUz6lzE/s400/lol2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564653126653936706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay so the title is slightly misleading, Its more like one lecture, but then I figured they're all the same so I might as well copy and past 3 times if I wanted to do the whole day but that's a waste of both our times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the main character (if you haven't figured out) is Mandy, whose 'pure skill' is exhibited by her ability to maintain a consistent level of learning for every single question/example the lecturer goes through, unlike the other people sitting around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you folks next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4960791380830823012?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4960791380830823012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4960791380830823012' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4960791380830823012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4960791380830823012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-thought-to-myself.html' title='I thought to myself,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_romDJtj0tiQ/TTmeiTB5hEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/m147BUz6lzE/s72-c/lol2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4313666479304723884</id><published>2011-01-12T23:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T23:30:56.787+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>I'm becoming....</title><content type='html'>Aww heck, i'll just show &lt;a href="http://www.hejibits.com/comics/roommate-comics/roommate-comics-12/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words cannot describe the sheer beauty of truth contained within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4313666479304723884?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4313666479304723884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4313666479304723884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4313666479304723884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4313666479304723884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-becoming.html' title='I&apos;m becoming....'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3530940746046456171</id><published>2011-01-09T12:21:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T19:41:39.943+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mo'/><title type='text'>By popular demand,</title><content type='html'>Including a hypocritical medkid who never updates himself,  I shall attempt an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally met one of my loyal readers the other day.  Suffice to say that I brings me no end of joy to know that they're not  merely figments of my imagination. Here's a shoutout to John (and his  sister, but mostly John) for his ending support in reading every last post and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;commenting&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, new years was quite...new years like. Ran around the city for no real reason, bumped into various people, watched fireworks, returned home to find my room fully trashed while looking for a pair of shoes for cousin Farn that he ended up not needing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...oops. Yes, awkward moment...diffuse diffuse! Um...I need to urinate!"-Monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news my cousin has finally been evicted after spending a month wasting my internet. Obnoxious year 8 (9) kid managed to use up about ~60G worth of net in about 3 weeks time. At least it rolls over tomorrow i think. Hopefully this will mean Lans, which will hopefully equate to more things going on in my life that makes me blog. Or just more things in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-3530940746046456171?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3530940746046456171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3530940746046456171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3530940746046456171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3530940746046456171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2011/01/by-popular-demand.html' title='By popular demand,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-7687913470677084304</id><published>2010-12-25T00:21:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T00:24:37.775+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victor'/><title type='text'>Grind grind grind</title><content type='html'>The point is, I asked Victor what he was doing Christmas eve right?&lt;br /&gt;'Ah...pretty shit. I'm sitting here grinding maple. Yes. Grinding? The best way to spend Christmas.'-Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he means, the only way to spend it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i think i said it already last time but) Merry christmas to all readers ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-7687913470677084304?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7687913470677084304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=7687913470677084304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7687913470677084304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7687913470677084304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/12/grind-grind-grind.html' title='Grind grind grind'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2213225857052168175</id><published>2010-12-20T18:24:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T02:15:39.987+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dehan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linforth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>But Hungy, you said...</title><content type='html'>Alright, time to get this PoS post written and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I  did say you guys could get free sushi. But unfortunately for every event  there are winners and losers. And I got fired for christmas break, so  well, sucks to be the people who didn't get any. Not my fault really.  But anyway, I thought it might interest you in what went on during my  first job ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without  further ado, I shall introduce my four  newest friends. They are Dick, Winfrey, Roberta and Shawn.  I can  basically say that without them, the whole sushi operation would  not be  possible; they are involved in pretty much every aspect of the  job,  from making the rice to washing dishes to cleaning tables and   everything else in between. No grain of rice makes it from the grain   sack to the sushi in your hands without the intervention of these four   fine characters. Incidentally they are quadruplets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now you might ask, but hungy, if they're quadruplets how do you tell the  difference? Well its true that they all look a bit alike, but if you  look closely at them you can tell that they have individual differences  that separate them. For example, Shawn has this large gap down his back  where you can poke a finger through, and Dick has bits of sponge  embedded all over his body. Roberta is the 'normal' one of the four, and  Winfrey is the only one that's wider than long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And yes, they're all chux wipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did finally get initiated into the art of Sushi rolling on the last day of work, shortly before my boss(es) fired me. He said that in Japan he had to make rice for 3 years before rolling the actual sushi, but since I only had 3 weeks, I'm still a noob. So I rolled a couple of them at the end of the day, and they came out all demented. One of them had the rice one side and the salmon in the corner, and the prawn one was all over the place when I examined it between bites. I did learn the secret of those inside out rolls, its actually fairly easy (involves glad wrap) but apart from that, I still haven't learnt how to make sushi. Apart from the sushi rice. I'm a real pro at that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also realised its freaking christmas eve day. Merry christmas to all your blog goers, hope you're all having a more fun christmas eve than I, though it isn't all that much to have more fun than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here's an old one, for better or worse that I heard yesterday:&lt;br /&gt; Steven:"You don't want to hear the joke about the bird..."&lt;br /&gt; Vince:"Why not?"&lt;br /&gt; Steven:"It'll go right over your head."&lt;br /&gt; Vince:"Ooooooooooh..."&lt;br /&gt; Dehan:"For that matter you don't wanna hear the joke about the brick wall."&lt;br /&gt; Vince:"Why?"&lt;br /&gt; OJ:"F**king Jenkins."&lt;br /&gt; Dehan:"You'll never get over it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2213225857052168175?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2213225857052168175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2213225857052168175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2213225857052168175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2213225857052168175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/12/but-hungy-you-said.html' title='But Hungy, you said...'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3869581494246268474</id><published>2010-12-10T22:00:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T01:51:45.451+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dehan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vince'/><title type='text'>What I have been up to</title><content type='html'>So, if anyone hasn't heard already, I have a job at a sushi shop over near parliament station. Before you ask, no I don't make the actual sushi, but here's a list of things that I do do:&lt;br /&gt;-Make the rice&lt;br /&gt;-Make more rice&lt;br /&gt;-Make even more rice&lt;br /&gt;-yes the job is mostly about making rice&lt;br /&gt;-Wash lettuce&lt;br /&gt;-Make tuna (canopen+mash)&lt;br /&gt;-Make beef (microwave)&lt;br /&gt;-Make chicken (microwave)&lt;br /&gt;-Wash dishes&lt;br /&gt;-Wipe tables/windows&lt;br /&gt;-Make instant Miso soup&lt;br /&gt;-Sweep/Mop floor&lt;br /&gt;-Bring out/stack chairs/tables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to go through each of the activities in some detail in upcoming posts. Just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw Dehan for the first time in quite a while. He has turned into quite the hardass (or always was but we never knew):&lt;br /&gt;Dehan:"Hrm, this will be the first time that I'm having VB in 13 years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After he has some-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dehan:"Man, It still tastes like greywater."&lt;br /&gt;Kylie:"I'd rather have cocktales or mixes instead of beer."&lt;br /&gt;Dehan:"Fancy b****."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today over skype:&lt;br /&gt;Vince:"Why is there someone here who sounds like Dehan?"&lt;br /&gt;Dehan:"Yes, generally I do sound like myself."&lt;br /&gt;Vince:"Oh."&lt;br /&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/3983892971324138293-3869581494246268474?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3869581494246268474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3869581494246268474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3869581494246268474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3869581494246268474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-i-have-been-up-to.html' title='What I have been up to'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5945422331148203549</id><published>2010-12-04T17:11:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T17:52:37.601+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Just putting this out there</title><content type='html'>I have finally discovered, with Raymo's help, that stats button for this blog. You can check out &lt;a href="http://rayhalen.blogspot.com/"&gt;his blog &lt;/a&gt;if you haven't seen it yet (well written, alot of social criticism. How was that for an instant review), and here are the stats that I found amusing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search Keywords:&lt;br /&gt;week:&lt;br /&gt;-fiber quotes&lt;br /&gt;-minecraft seasons greetings quotes&lt;br /&gt;-tb asian style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all time:&lt;br /&gt;-hungy fibre&lt;br /&gt;-funking manhing womem&lt;br /&gt;-gamehavoc minecraft&lt;br /&gt;-hungy quotes&lt;br /&gt;-i am sad so sad quote&lt;br /&gt;-kancelot blogspot&lt;br /&gt;-101 insults&lt;br /&gt;-andrew ooi don't stop engineering&lt;br /&gt;-artistification meaning&lt;br /&gt;-badass commentary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience, all time (this made me laugh):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt; 3,390&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt;304&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt;129&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt;83&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt;41&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;Canada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt;  34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;Netherlands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt;29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt;26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;United Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt;20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="GMQVX1KFO" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="left" width="380px"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KPO GMQVX1KAP"&gt;Somalia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: middle;" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="GMQVX1KEO"&gt;  19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/difference-between-asian-and-tb.html"&gt;This post&lt;/a&gt; is still by far the most popular post, with twice the viewcount (at a paltry 76) of the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now none of you can sue me for transparency (there lack of). Also I happen to have gotten my hands on a copy of the newest call of duty. That is my latest excuse for not updating frequently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5945422331148203549?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5945422331148203549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5945422331148203549' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5945422331148203549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5945422331148203549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-putting-this-out-there.html' title='Just putting this out there'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1084548345612427644</id><published>2010-11-28T23:04:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:34:24.536+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Fun with casinos</title><content type='html'>will be the topic of today's post. I realized (more precisely, was told) that most of my recent, recent as in past year or two, posts involve me writing about how cbs I or something/someone/somewhere is and then throwing some random cbs quote about some cbs subject. I am a very lazy individual so that's not surprising I suppose, but in an effort to bring you something more engaging, let me tell a little about my day (cue shock horror).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day started at 12pm, when I was awoke by Clement's phonecall, asking if I knew how to get to docklands waterfront, and If I could take him there. I answered yes to all questions then opened the window slightly to reduce the crazy howling of the wind blowing past the crack in the window, then went back to sleep. An hour later I woke up again, and began to look for food and then ended up with Clement at the tram stop. Then we got to the Icehouse and ice skated some. I also hurt my ass after ploughing into clement from behind (in his own words) on the ice. This paragraph was not dedicated to Clement at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after we, being the indecisive Asian kids we all are, decided to congregate outside mum's breadtop and decide what to do. For reading this blog i'll make a special deal with you: Mention this post to me within the vicinity of docklands breadtop and I'll shout you a drink. Why do this? You ask. Because see, if I buy the drink for you with the money my mum gave me, its basically free, right? Well not really, my mum's shouting, but for all intents and purposes its basically free. Go on give it a try, I won't bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway afterwards we (large group) went to Lygon street, and stuff happened, there was beers and tears (not really) and other stuff then some people left and the rest of us cool kids, Clem included, went to crown casino. For funz. Supposedly we were there to watch some movie but we ended on the casino floor. Jacky was all excited (being a casino virgin) about losing some money but our collective conscience prevented him from doing that. Instead we tested the Yunghan hypothesis. And I'm proud announce that it was a great success! Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone not familiar with this great and revolutionary insight, allow me to briefly explain in great detail the workings of this plan. In simple terms, one could say the entire concept is based on 'free stuff', or 'money on the table' if you're an economist or 'riskfree arbitrage' if you're a finance..er...the point is, riskfree money. What you have to do:&lt;br /&gt;have at least a dollar coin: use it on a 1 or 2 cent pokies machine. If you win, that's great, keep playing until you have 98c left in the machine. At this point you cash out, and get a payout ticket worth 98c. You take this ticket to the teller and get 1 dollar back. See what's happening here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it works! Now armed this knowledge that we can basically live the rest of our lives off the casino, we went over to galactic circus and promptly spent $22 for a $20 game card since Jacky dropped a $2 coin beneath one of those drop crane get plushie machines. Now, this game card is an all-you-can-play for an hour thing, and shared between...8(?) of us, we managed to get at least $100 value out of it, short of the $240 max possible value you can get out of it. Limited to one game every 30 seconds, at $2 a game, that's 60*2*2=$240. Obviously we weren't going to play the same game the entire time (most of the guys chickened out of DDR for some dud reason, and we spent like 10 minutes on this 'punch a ball as hard as you can and beat the impossibly rigged high score that was over 9000), so walking around looking for the person with the card and waiting for 6 year olds to get off games wastes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this for absolutely free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1084548345612427644?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1084548345612427644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1084548345612427644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1084548345612427644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1084548345612427644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/11/fun-with-casinos.html' title='Fun with casinos'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1171787522652392902</id><published>2010-11-27T15:21:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T17:32:17.052+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nat'/><title type='text'>A loophole</title><content type='html'>was the name of the third chapter in Charles Dickens' very excellent Hard Times, subtitled, for these times. Maybe It was the fourth. No matter, I've found a loophole! While this may not be applicable much anymore with the advent of people with P plates/myki and whatnot, did you know that if you have a 2hr metcard you can still use it after 6pm on the day you validated it on! I tested this in action (unwittingly) by having my supposedly expired tickets checked by an inspector and then put it through the barrier and everyone pretended my 4pm ticket was valid at 8pm. You never know, could be useful in saving you $1.70 for a new 2hr. (Actually, I was scared pretty bad during the inadvertent testing of this. But well what's done is done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe its a feature and not a loophole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote Nathalin:&lt;br /&gt;"Man, you need to save water more! Even I only shower for 10 minutes these days..."-Nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also state election day today. But it seems like no one really cares, even the campaigners at the ballot box place was more inclined to talk about my astro boy shirt instead of trying to sway me to vote someone. At any rate donkey voting is still the superior form of democracy. I could elaborate but I think I'll let you think about how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of the year where everyone is too busy doing stuff to be updating their blogs. Even the usually bored and busy updating YHL won't be updating for a while. Yes I checked. Twice. I've also been cbs blogging as usual. But since now my commitment is to quality per post instead of quantity (haw haw), I'll try to keep at it. Also guys, your comments fuel this blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1171787522652392902?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1171787522652392902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1171787522652392902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1171787522652392902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1171787522652392902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/11/loophole.html' title='A loophole'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5029720369610174325</id><published>2010-11-13T22:53:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T21:56:46.110+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles'/><title type='text'>Oookay.</title><content type='html'>About time we get started with this blog. Not going to be no readership by not updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we start, here's a little bonus: anybody remember that charles comic we had ages ago? Well, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nI9ao0DUijs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; more of the same. Courtesy of victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also while we're at it,&lt;br /&gt;"I went to sleep at 6am last night."-Charles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum where to start. Another year has rolled by, and I don't think I've managed to finish an exam comfortably, actually nevermind comfortably, since the start of the year.  Exams are positively boring now, with no sense of accomplishment or motivation to do well in them. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched diehard 4 the other day, which was pretty cool, featuring some nicely done action scenes, including a helicopter downed by a car, and a jet fighter downed by a crate. But the point is, commercials these days really really need to think about how they treat their audiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this dettol ad about an automatic soap dispenser, of which the selling point was&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be that it killed more germs, because there was germs on the pump of typical dispensers which got on your hand as you pressed it for soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple of conclusions we can draw from this:&lt;br /&gt;We could be inclined to think that handwash has only ever had a psychological affect all these years, and merely used by adults to scare children into doing something completely unnecessary. Which also means this improvement does nothing to change that, since it still won't kill the germs on your hands that were there to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was that ad about the soap that killed all germs after 10 seconds! Because people cbs washing their hands for 30. I don't even think I wash my hands for 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First post back and I'm already raging against society. This isn't a good sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5029720369610174325?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5029720369610174325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5029720369610174325' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5029720369610174325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5029720369610174325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/11/oookay.html' title='Oookay.'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-7115842330846430597</id><published>2010-11-08T20:19:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T11:56:19.179+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kegs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ressurection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long'/><title type='text'>If I'd posted once a day</title><content type='html'>Since the start of this blog, this would have come as the anniversary post. It probably doesn't mean much to the current audience (or anyone really), but looking back it's been a long way since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Long story short, expect more pointlessnism in this blog. And more Hungy. More must be better right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems this blog has reached the end of a sort. Reading my posts doesn't really seem to make me want to read it again and again, much unlike the earlier posts. Or maybe I'm just getting tired of my own writing. Nah not a chance. Which leaves me the only conclusion left: The posts are getting suckier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back and read some of the earlier posts if you're curious. When I read them I can tell exactly what kind of nub I was back then. It had so much more character than the current posts do. Or maybe I'm just a boring kid writing a boring blog. It sucks to be self conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been aware the blog's been stagnating for some time, but also too lazy to do anything about it. Even our fair cousin has picked up that the blog is, in her words, 'FUGGLY.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I was going around reading blogs of other people (tbh mostly Yunghan's+a few randoms) and have come to the conclusion that good blogs, should be interesting, irrespective of whether or not it has anything to do with the blogger. Good posts need character, at least that's what I'm concluding. Character and more effort, which I will try and put more of into postings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must fight emo urges. Anyway the must promised solution to last week's problem (with contribution from Kegs, of fizix trio fame):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official solution (as posted on the site):&lt;br /&gt;We assume (since we're noob) that the cross sectional area of the armour in question is the same as the diameter of the hadron multiplied by armour thickness, giving us A=0.01m^2&lt;br /&gt;For the force of the hadron on impact, we have F=ma, where a is the same as the speed of the hadron as it decelerates to zero. Also convert to m/s for simplicity:1000*(10-0.1x)=10000-100x&lt;br /&gt;hence, F=10(10000-100x)=ultimate stress*A&lt;br /&gt;so, 10-0.1x=50E6*0.01&lt;br /&gt;x=(50E6*0.01-10000)/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which comes out to 4900m (from memory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karlgren  adds as to why its not option E:&lt;br /&gt;"I did work out what material you could use, as I am doing a materials engineering unit. So [a material with] minimum service temperature -270 degrees, because its in space. Maximum service temperature 1260 degrees. Tensile strength, maximum 50 MPa..hmm, flammability, non-flammable, of course. Apply. 1 of 2920 materials passed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;del&gt;lol&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt; rofl &lt;/del&gt;&lt;del&gt;lmao&lt;/del&gt; rol'ed at this part. Double brownie points to anyone who gets this before reading on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karlgren:"[Said material is] Concrete."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something unrelated,&lt;br /&gt;"Man, I miss methods."-Long, Mandy and various other people&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing old times too. It's been a long time since an exam where I could do a question properly. Back to trying to study. Until next time, dear reader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-7115842330846430597?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7115842330846430597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=7115842330846430597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7115842330846430597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7115842330846430597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-id-posted-once-day.html' title='If I&apos;d posted once a day'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8135264693654966014</id><published>2010-10-28T14:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T14:08:26.283+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HUNGY</title><content type='html'>I think we did a revamp of this sites fugly fugness :(&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO FUGGLY.&lt;br /&gt;NYAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to shell out 3 dollars a month for a real blog with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM YOUR DAD, MOTHER AND FRIEND - STOOB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-8135264693654966014?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8135264693654966014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8135264693654966014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8135264693654966014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8135264693654966014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/10/hungy.html' title='HUNGY'/><author><name>Stooph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427604524110348465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2395847986324471847</id><published>2010-10-28T00:53:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T01:16:47.462+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>To all you</title><content type='html'>Randoms/blogwalkers/bots whatever you are/wanna call yourself, stop spamming the chatbox with your self promotions. If you're going to do it, please make some effort and do it in the comments. That way I may actually read your ad (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quote today (usual excuse), but I thought I'd share a question I wrote for that peerwise thingy for my engineering subject. Incidentally, Andrew Ooi is my lecturer and he is fat. He also has the same surname as my cousin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Ooi and his rival are shooting each other in their fat space battleships, in space, naturally. Their large hadron cannons, shoot hadrons which have mass 10kg and speed of (10-0.1x)km/sec, x being distance in KM. These special hadrons have a diameter of 100mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that these hadrons will destroy Andrew's battleship if it penetrates the reinforced external armour, but if they don't they will not cause too much damage. If Andrew Ooi's battleship's super battle armour has ultimate stress 50E6(50x10^6)N/m^2 and is 100mm thick, what is the minimum engagement distance for Andrew if he wants to be able to survive a direct hit from his rival? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may assume that all shots impact orthogonally to armour, and that the hadrons undergo perfect deceleration on impact in exactly 1 second. For simplicity, you can also model the armour as being made from strips the same width as the hadrons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A)4900m&lt;br /&gt;B)400m&lt;br /&gt;C)4900km&lt;br /&gt;D)&gt;9000m&lt;br /&gt;E)His ship is made of wood. It will explode before anything else happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a serious question. I put an hour's worth of effort into making it good. Answers will be posted in the next post assuming I don't forget. Also forgot to mention first winner will get a prize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2395847986324471847?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2395847986324471847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2395847986324471847' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2395847986324471847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2395847986324471847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-all-you.html' title='To all you'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3565512078152147553</id><published>2010-10-19T23:10:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T23:17:27.581+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vincent P.'/><title type='text'>So,</title><content type='html'>It seems no one got yesterday's quote. That's alright, I have another:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve:"So I met this girl Christine at this event-"&lt;br /&gt;Vincent:"Was she hot?"&lt;br /&gt;Steve:"-that was basically for fob people to meet with not fobs-"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Was she hot?!"&lt;br /&gt;Steve:"-and talk to each other and practise their english and-&lt;br /&gt;Vincent/Hungy:"WAS SHE HOT?!"&lt;br /&gt;Steve:"Er, no."&lt;br /&gt;Vincent:"Damn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, that can't be that hard to understand, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also while I'm at it, let me make this public anouncement: Jonathan Leung is and forever will be the world's biggest rat. Until I meet someone even more rat which is impossible for the next 5 years at least.He is also Vincent Pang's cousin O: and the two are forever engaged in a showdown of wit, brawn and skill with the ladies. May the best man win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though even if you do win John, you're still a rat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-3565512078152147553?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3565512078152147553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3565512078152147553' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3565512078152147553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3565512078152147553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/10/so.html' title='So,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-605735139698694111</id><published>2010-10-17T23:16:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:06:16.345+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long'/><title type='text'>Large post incoming</title><content type='html'>But no this one (cbs). Suffice to say I'm going to try something different in a time coming soon. More details when it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, you can have this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long:"So, what's the plan?"&lt;br /&gt;Nick:"I'll take the green route."&lt;br /&gt;Long:"Wait you mean we actually have a plan"&lt;br /&gt;Nick:"Well if there was one I'd have taken green."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still don't understand why people won't vote that awesome quote a few posts down up. You guys. Sighduck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-605735139698694111?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/605735139698694111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=605735139698694111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/605735139698694111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/605735139698694111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/10/large-post-incoming.html' title='Large post incoming'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-875268442568353397</id><published>2010-10-16T21:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:19:40.277+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex'/><title type='text'>You know,</title><content type='html'>Most of what I put up is pure lame and not even worth a second glance, or even reading in the first place. But when gold quotes get ignored....it makes me sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first submission by the ever witty Alex (Ruyi) Xu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what Clare's been up to? I haven't heard from her in a few days, so yeah...I got a bit worried that she died from old age."-Alex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-875268442568353397?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/875268442568353397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=875268442568353397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/875268442568353397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/875268442568353397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-know.html' title='You know,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5417937123441842862</id><published>2010-10-15T21:42:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T22:47:57.323+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Rat'/><title type='text'>Abandon all hope.</title><content type='html'>No one saw the ninja edit. Hoorah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sick for two weeks straight now. Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Pugs deleted MSN AND his blog, the very quality ©Medkid™® blog. Well his blog is still there, just..on indefinite hiatus. That can't possibly be good :\ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully we have some quality quotes to make up for it. I do hope you enjoy them since there's been no good updates in forever.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey uh, can I have a tissue? My banana got squished inside my bag."-Sam (the playboy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only this, we also have John Rat who i'm sure you all sorely missed due to the severe lack of kegs/kevin bashing ever since school finished:&lt;br /&gt;"Panda description of the day:"You [panda] are like Tarzan in reverse."-John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realise most people won't get that second quote. Oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5417937123441842862?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5417937123441842862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5417937123441842862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5417937123441842862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5417937123441842862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/10/abadon-all-hope.html' title='Abandon all hope.'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8359584551058152729</id><published>2010-10-07T00:39:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:50:00.973+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bread'/><title type='text'>This quote for the epic win</title><content type='html'>It's not often that I dare to push down Stooph's posts on the day of their publishing (okay I made that up), but like, I just HAD to quote this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I got Bread a Ushanka (the commie hat, google) at his request, so:&lt;br /&gt;Brendan:"Thanks for the ushanka, I love it...it's the best gift you've given me since sliced bread!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most of the quotes here, I can personally vouch for the factual accuracy of the implications of the quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler (as if you actually need this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We gave Bread a loaf of sliced bread for his birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-8359584551058152729?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8359584551058152729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8359584551058152729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8359584551058152729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8359584551058152729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-quote-for-epic-win.html' title='This quote for the epic win'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-7178426277169831910</id><published>2010-10-06T14:47:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T19:23:49.823+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>EDIT - I HAVE GASTRO. I FEEL LIKE THROWING UP CONSTANTLY. NO UNI FOR A WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;GUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally took the time to read your post.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR DAD IS A DOUCHEY.&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE GONNA KILL THAT SECOND FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT LITTLE GIRL. HO HO HO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we gotta do is right, like this, something out of context.. uh.. LOCK HER IN A ROOM WITH A JAR FULL OF ABORTED FETUSES. OH .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was talking with some girl none of you know about my most feared child hood memories. IT WAS LIKE..&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was at the tender age of 7, oh, how precious...ahem. I watched some god damned Anime with my cousin called BUBBLE GUM CRISIS TOKYO2040.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic premise, some shit went down, a retarded ass company makes robots called boomers to assume the labour force in humanity. ANYWAY. they OFTEN go psychotic and do weird ass shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO, THIS EPISODE MADE ME CRY.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE. IT.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING.&lt;br /&gt;SCARED.&lt;br /&gt;ME.&lt;br /&gt;SHITLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some a-hole fag who was all&lt;br /&gt;HERPADERPADINGDONG YOU SPILT COFFE ON MY JEANSSS YOU STOOOOPID ROBOT HORSE.&lt;br /&gt;and she's all like "DURRRRR THE MANAGEMENT CAN PAY FOR YOU 01010001000000"&lt;br /&gt;and then he's like I aint takin none o' dat shiz, YOU LICK IT OFFFFFFF BECAUSE I HAVE MOMMY ISSUES OR SOME FUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo the waitress robot licks that shit off (SEXUAL CONNOTATIONS?) AND YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE KEEPS DOING IT. LIKE SHE STARTS CLEANING APRONS LIKE THAT. AND THE MANAGEMENTS ALL LIKE WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT SHE GOES PSYCHOTIC LATER ON AND LOOKS LIKE.. HANGON. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyF0XMfz9aU/TKv2RYiyEBI/AAAAAAAAACo/7efOfqlfGVQ/s1600/creepy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyF0XMfz9aU/TKv2RYiyEBI/AAAAAAAAACo/7efOfqlfGVQ/s200/creepy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524780146406592530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyF0XMfz9aU/TKv2iQoo5II/AAAAAAAAACw/vTFSsG8OGS8/s1600/creepy2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyF0XMfz9aU/TKv2iQoo5II/AAAAAAAAACw/vTFSsG8OGS8/s200/creepy2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524780436341449858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALKJANDJAKDNADSAJKSDHKAJD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;KILL IT WITH FIREEEEE 8C FUCK YOUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. anyway&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is why I am the way I am huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-7178426277169831910?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7178426277169831910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=7178426277169831910' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7178426277169831910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7178426277169831910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/10/what.html' title='WHAT?!'/><author><name>Stooph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427604524110348465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyF0XMfz9aU/TKv2RYiyEBI/AAAAAAAAACo/7efOfqlfGVQ/s72-c/creepy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2073356963954417039</id><published>2010-10-03T13:53:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:45:20.180+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>This post is</title><content type='html'>inspired by Wong and YHL. For those with too much time on their hands. Dedicated to Cousin Stooph for maintaining updates in my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quotes here, since I can't remember anything in mando, and haven't spoken english for two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man journal: the adventures of Hungy in Asia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;Plane food for breakfast lunch dinner makes you sick.&lt;br /&gt;Saw kids stealing power at HKIA&lt;br /&gt;People. And noise. And pollution. And people. And even more people.&lt;br /&gt;All the cars in Beijing are either black or white.&lt;br /&gt;Get money from randoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff is cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is hard work. But stuff is cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Food is also cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Eat rich food with and get money from some more people I'm supposed to know.&lt;br /&gt;Suspects dad has many other kids.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dodgy stuff happening.&lt;br /&gt;Food is cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Dad made some guy fix my DS for free.&lt;br /&gt;Asian subway/train is uber and not fail.&lt;br /&gt;Asia is tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road.&lt;br /&gt;DS is fun. Lv16&lt;br /&gt;Hotel rooms are cheap. They also have free net, which is slow. But free.*^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountain (steps) climbing (Tai shan).&lt;br /&gt;Saw a really fat cat.&lt;br /&gt;Played more DS. Lv20&lt;br /&gt;Arrives in Nanjing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living with grans. I recognize most of the furniture/appliances/bowls/etc. etc. (10years+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is great when you can buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;Got contacts. Can't put them on though.&lt;br /&gt;Met more randoms i probably won't see again much.&lt;br /&gt;One of them is a national baddy player though o.o&lt;br /&gt;Asian 'toilets' really suck. Really really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played DS all day. L24&lt;br /&gt;Have done no work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road again&lt;br /&gt;Dad takes us to the countryside to see some factory.&lt;br /&gt;Farms are really dirty.&lt;br /&gt;Asian farmers are really up themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anything&lt;/span&gt; can be some sort of tourist attraction. Even a wall.&lt;br /&gt;Played DS all day. L27&lt;br /&gt;Goes to another small town. Its bigger than Sidney though, I think.&lt;br /&gt;5 star hotel rooms are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes to some buddhist island.&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to bring DS. tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;Fail mp3 has no battery. Tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;Trip is really long, 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;Island really boring, 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;Trip back is also long, 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;Buddhist monks are really rich&lt;br /&gt;Ate more expensive food. Raw crabs anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banned from DS by dad. Tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;Crossed some 36km bridge over some ocean. In asia, the sea is brown.&lt;br /&gt;Asian trains are really fast.&lt;br /&gt;Arrives in Shanghai. Found charles, Victor. Goes 'shopping' for stuff.&lt;br /&gt;'Real' stuff is expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Fast food is not cheap enough.&lt;br /&gt;Softserves are cooler though.&lt;br /&gt;Saw epic fish. O:**&lt;br /&gt;Got lost while trying to get home. Was not fun.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food is really, really cheap, if you know where to look&lt;br /&gt;More shopping with Vic's family&lt;br /&gt;Australia may correctly be described as 'the countryside'&lt;br /&gt;Epic buildings&lt;br /&gt;Visiting asia reduces your life expectancy&lt;br /&gt;Vic's mum is an unassuming haggling pro&lt;br /&gt;Saw a cracked PS3 O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expo....is probably not worth your money.&lt;br /&gt;Hot girls are far few and between :\ (yes i was counting them to pass the time)&lt;br /&gt;DS ran out of battery around lunch. Tragedy&lt;br /&gt;My god, the shops inside the expo are jewish.&lt;br /&gt;The Latvian pavilion had some dudes flying in a wind tunnel. Completely unrelated to expo, but it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Some white people can speak Asian. Others can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did work o.o&lt;br /&gt;Not really, half a page of macro.&lt;br /&gt;Went to do more shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Cbsed expo day 2&lt;br /&gt;If you convert RMB to AUD, even expensive food is cheap.&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise its ridiculous. Y200 for sushi? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-1&lt;br /&gt;Craploads of people EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;EVERYWHERE. Dad has some pics...but i cbs getting them.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures would make this blog more interesting&lt;br /&gt;They killed the epic fish T__T the unfeeling bastards&lt;br /&gt;Supermarkets sell everything. EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home time&lt;br /&gt;Saw a plane flying the other way halfway during our flight.&lt;br /&gt;Mario Kart and Twilight all the way. Much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epilogue&lt;br /&gt;I am home now, have done basically no work, and have slept an hour in the past 48. I hope people will say some quotable stuff tomorrow. Incidentally, the DS game i was leveling was FFTA2. And Mario kart, but you don't level in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hindsight, this was neither very inspiring to write or read about, but since I already wrote it, you can have it. At least it'll increase the post count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*:We got a phone call in the car (hands free mode), where a little girl was like 'hey dad, when are you coming home? Me and mum are already sleepy...'&lt;br /&gt;*^:This one deserves a special mention: we had 2 hotel rooms booked, when we got there we saw the rooms had a queen and a single bed in one room, so dad wanted to cancel one since we could fit in one, but mum was like 'cbs. its only Y130'. Way to be unasian, mum.&lt;br /&gt;**:Usually I would dedicate a whole post to that epic day, but unfortunately I cbsed. So if you ever go to Shanghai, be sure to visit the underground area of Renmin GuangChang (People's square), and go through the area with the stalls. In the middle of it all is a toroidal fish tank, and inside are tons of red fishies, who follow you around and make O: faces at you. They are very awesome. The only time I have ever regretted not bringing a camera with me.&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't know if they're there anymore, because when i tried to visit the next day the whole area was fenced off for 10-1 celebrations :\ I hope they're alive though D:&lt;br /&gt;***: So on the way back, me and Charles took the train via a different line, thinking we had a shortcut. But oh no, the station we were going to get off at wasn't open yet. Hooray for Asian planning. So, we took a cab(thankfully they're cheap) to Charles' station, and then long story short I got lost, phone died, took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up not at home till 2 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, people who I owe stuff to:&lt;br /&gt;Bread&lt;br /&gt;Bill&lt;br /&gt;OJ&lt;br /&gt;Stooph^&lt;br /&gt;Turley&lt;br /&gt;Pugs^&lt;br /&gt;Joanne&lt;br /&gt;Kegs&lt;br /&gt;Elaine&lt;br /&gt;^(I will have it soon, but not yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone else who made a request, my apologies for not getting your stuff. Or I do but am not remembering, so be sure to ask. A connex apology to everyone who asked for starcraft, I had literally 15 minutes in Hongkong, and any website with a mention of Starcraft is banned in the mainland. So yeah, not my fault, mostly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2073356963954417039?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2073356963954417039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2073356963954417039' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2073356963954417039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2073356963954417039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-post-is.html' title='This post is'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4190697870034817326</id><published>2010-09-27T22:43:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:25:02.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WORLD OF MINECRAFT</title><content type='html'>LOL. LOVE. LIVE. RAPE. MINECRAFT.&lt;br /&gt;KING OF AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;YAYYY.&lt;br /&gt;CREEPERS.&lt;br /&gt;SSS..&lt;br /&gt;SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I love minecraft. It's addictive, it's brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to start a journal on my daily minecraft journey.&lt;br /&gt;ILL START A NEW WORLD. FOR FUNZ. HUR HUR HUR. IM SCARED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1.&lt;br /&gt;spawn. ITS A MOUNTAIN. YAYYY. PROTECTION.&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;WATCH MY FIRST NIGHT DEFENDING MYSELF FROM THE CREEPERS 8C&lt;br /&gt;Survivability rating - 0&lt;br /&gt;When I say "im okay mum"...i had actually yelled so loudly she came downstairs 8C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WATCH AT 480P NOWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O7TPhL-oGrE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O7TPhL-oGrE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4190697870034817326?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4190697870034817326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4190697870034817326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4190697870034817326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4190697870034817326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/world-of-minecraft.html' title='WORLD OF MINECRAFT'/><author><name>Stooph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427604524110348465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3078247394600869732</id><published>2010-09-22T20:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T20:11:09.810+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DONKEYS</title><content type='html'>NOTHING INTERESTING HAPPENS IN MY LIFE ANYMORE. YOU GUYS SUCK HUGE DONKEYS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-3078247394600869732?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3078247394600869732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3078247394600869732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3078247394600869732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3078247394600869732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/donkeys.html' title='DONKEYS'/><author><name>Stooph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427604524110348465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5758486176286332756</id><published>2010-09-19T00:24:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:39:52.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAY-UM</title><content type='html'>OH FOR SHAME, FOR SHAME!&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD I HAVE TRUSTED CHARLES. CLARE WARNED ME. ELAINE WARNED ME WITH HER CREEPY STARE. JOANNE WARNED ME WITH HER HAIR! OH FOR SHAMEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so dramatic, because, CHARLES NEARLY GOT US KILLED. AND DEATH CALLS FOR DRAMA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to blame clare. FREAKING. IF SHE LEARNT HOW TO DRIVE LIKE SHE WAS MEANT TO, I WOULD NOT HAVE .. NOT COME CLOSE TO DYING 8C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we head off to clares house to pick up charles' camera, and thus we head home.&lt;br /&gt;As we were on the tram, charles tells me about this WONDERFUL shortcut he discovered.&lt;br /&gt;C -"IT CUTS 10 MINUTES OFF WALKING TIME"&lt;br /&gt;S -"NO, NO SIR, YOU SURELY JEST"&lt;br /&gt;C - "NO IT'S TRUE, IT'S REALLY COOL"&lt;br /&gt;S -"WOAHHHHOO:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem,&lt;br /&gt;home home home! HAPPY. I LIKE HOME. ITS HAPPY. SAFE. HAPPY. SAFE. HEY HEY ITS SAFE :D&lt;br /&gt;So what is home? safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WASNT SO SAFE, SO HAPPY, WAS CHARLES' SHORTCUT.&lt;br /&gt;HE THEN DECIDED TO INFORM ME THAT WE HAD TO CUT THROUGH A DARK PARK AND EXIT VIA A POORLY LIT ALLEY WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole time we were walking and I was joking about How charles was leading me to my doom, etc. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT, FUCK YOU CHARLES, HE MADE IT COME TRUE LIKE A GOD DAMNED FAIRY.&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. YOU. FAIRY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GET TO THE ENTRANCE TO THE PARK, THE STREET LIGHTS HAD ENDED A FEW METRES BACK. WE START WALKING ON THE PARK PATH, AND I WAS LIKE HOLY SHIT CHARLES, THERE ARE PEOPLE, BECAUSE I SAW PEOPLE. specifically, a pair of legs moving in the distance. &lt;br /&gt;He ofcourse thought I was mind fucking him, and told me to stop saying scary things. AND THEN I GOT EVEN MORE SCARED AND I WAS LIKE, DUDE, THERE ANOTHER GUY THERE. HOLY SHIT. I WAS SO SCARED I GRABBED ONTO HIS ARM. I WANTED TO HEAD BACK. BUT NO.&lt;br /&gt;CHARLES.&lt;br /&gt;WOULDNT BEREEB ME 8C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO WE KEPT WALKING. AND WALKING. WHEN WE GOT NEXT TO THE GUY, ONLY THEN DID CHARLES REALISE WE WERE NOT ALONE. AHDOabngjanfalkjfnbahuoUIFABIB WORST FUCKING TIMING EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE LIKE ALL DRINKY GLUG GLUG, AND ONE OF THEM SAID "EVENING" LIKE A TROUBLEMAKER WOULD.&lt;br /&gt;WE DIDNT REPLY. BUT YOU COULD HEAR US BREATHING. LOUDLY. WHY? BECAUSE W E WERE BOTH SHIT SCARED. SO SHIT SCARED. SHISHTISHTI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN HE MUMBLED SOMETHING ABOUT US BEING UNFRIENDLY AND WE BOTH WALKED EVEN FASTER. CHARLES, THE ASS THAT HE IS, TELLS ME TO TURN AROUND AND CHECK WHETHER THEY WERE FOLLOWING US, AND I THOUGHT THEY WERE. SO WE WALKED FASTER. AND AT THE END OF THE FUCKING ALLEYWAY WE WERE BOTH FREAKING THE SHIT OUT. SO MUCH SO THAT WE STARTED LAUGHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM TYPING IN CAPS BECAUSE IM SO ANGRY AT THIS SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5758486176286332756?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5758486176286332756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5758486176286332756' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5758486176286332756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5758486176286332756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/shay-um.html' title='SHAY-UM'/><author><name>Stooph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427604524110348465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5893199040163026458</id><published>2010-09-18T10:17:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T10:19:56.039+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Hey guys</title><content type='html'>Just a small heads up, I'll be in Asia for the next two weeks (abandoned you sobs, yeah.) Not sure if the firewall will block me from accessing this, but then again I'll be in fobland and I doubt there'll be anything quotable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically no updates for next two weeks. D:&lt;br /&gt;You guys must be soooooo sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though if i do hear something really good I'll try to stick it up here. Or you could go beg Stooph to post again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5893199040163026458?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5893199040163026458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5893199040163026458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5893199040163026458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5893199040163026458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-guys.html' title='Hey guys'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4231791101034303062</id><published>2010-09-14T14:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T14:58:52.975+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who?'/><title type='text'>Why I do accel. maths:</title><content type='html'>To hear the lecturers say stuff like:&lt;br /&gt;"...these are your bread and butter questions for this topic. Or two minute noodle questions. Whatever is your staple diet."-Dr. Barry D. Hughes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah happy bithday Steeve. I'ma change my msn disp pic for you as promised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4231791101034303062?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4231791101034303062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4231791101034303062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4231791101034303062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4231791101034303062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-i-do-accel-maths.html' title='Why I do accel. maths:'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3357131262281554485</id><published>2010-09-10T18:29:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:11:52.185+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles'/><title type='text'>Times like these</title><content type='html'>is perfect for badass quotes. I even bought my badass longcoat out of the wardrobe for a spin, and it netted me some cool stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine asks me:&lt;br /&gt;Elaine:"Hey wanna swap jackets?"&lt;br /&gt;Charles:"Nah he wouldn't."&lt;br /&gt;Elaine"What? Why? How would you know?"&lt;br /&gt;Charles"No one would ever want your jacket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also....ah cbs. Goodnight everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-3357131262281554485?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3357131262281554485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3357131262281554485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3357131262281554485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3357131262281554485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/times-like-these.html' title='Times like these'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1659099904880643886</id><published>2010-09-07T22:29:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T00:28:29.581+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles'/><title type='text'>Badass commentary, #2</title><content type='html'>By who else but the king of cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Towels are the enemy of mankind."-Charles&lt;br /&gt;Referring to field of view, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, not much else to write today. If you're really bored checkout YHL's blog. He's written tons of crap in the past few days which will waste a few good minutes since he's also super bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1659099904880643886?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1659099904880643886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1659099904880643886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1659099904880643886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1659099904880643886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/badass-commentary-2.html' title='Badass commentary, #2'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2479182802647610435</id><published>2010-09-05T16:55:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:48:03.205+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raymo'/><title type='text'>"Quantity</title><content type='html'>has a quality of its own."-Stalin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my title is a quote about how spam can defeat quality, you know what's coming up.&lt;br /&gt;"Fucking hell, I just mowed the lawn to kill time."-OJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lol'ed at his boredom. If any of you have too much time on your hands, I'm now taking volunteers to do my assignments for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Also forgot this one by Raymo, who said it the other day:&lt;br /&gt;"I have't been playing games at all lately. Except Starcraft."-Raymo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony, delicious Irony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2479182802647610435?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2479182802647610435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2479182802647610435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2479182802647610435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2479182802647610435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/quantity.html' title='&quot;Quantity'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4311701499523472110</id><published>2010-09-04T14:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:36:58.338+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who?'/><title type='text'>Mildly appropriate.</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Steve, original quote by some random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is better to be quotable than to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;Tom Stoppard (1937 - )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should make that the new modus operandi of this blog. Mr. Stoppard should be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4311701499523472110?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4311701499523472110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4311701499523472110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4311701499523472110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4311701499523472110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/mildly-appropriate.html' title='Mildly appropriate.'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-674255431246552590</id><published>2010-09-02T22:43:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:35:46.410+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who?'/><title type='text'>Bread should</title><content type='html'>Be a poet. I bet you thought he should be a baker didn't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'People, standing around a river. dozens of them.&lt;br /&gt;pleasant compromise, meeting halfway.&lt;br /&gt;how romantic,'-Brendan,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; saturday day out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand it, chances are you're not thinking hard enough. Or you're a fob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you ever find out a way to make money quick on the stock market, you should do two things. First of all, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; tell anyone about it, for obvious reasons. Second of all, give me a phone call."-Asjeet S. Lamba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figures why he's our finance prof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-674255431246552590?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/674255431246552590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=674255431246552590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/674255431246552590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/674255431246552590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/09/bread-should.html' title='Bread should'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5155456280878442206</id><published>2010-08-30T21:11:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:14:12.869+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill'/><title type='text'>I was toying</title><content type='html'>with the idea of adding images to my blog with each post, like everyone else does. Go figure what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"I finished my assignment!"&lt;br /&gt;Bill:"Its not due till next week."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Oh...damn."&lt;br /&gt;Bill:"You only did because you thought it was due today, didn't you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update people tags sometime later. Major cbs atm. Also I lied about editing the previous post. Boohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5155456280878442206?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5155456280878442206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5155456280878442206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5155456280878442206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5155456280878442206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-was-toying.html' title='I was toying'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5276024258191124662</id><published>2010-08-27T21:16:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:29:47.674+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vince'/><title type='text'>I will edit this tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>It's not tomorrow. yet.&lt;br /&gt;Vince:"...also, can you bring me a green pen from melbourne?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is from my memory, so not verbatim from Kegs. But it was along the lines of:&lt;br /&gt;Kegs:"I don't hate lil' vincent."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Well...I do."&lt;br /&gt;Kegs:"I think, Nobody actually hates little Vincent, but we just do becase we think everyone else hates little Vincent. Kind of like a imaginary sheep mentality."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Nah, Its more like we all actually hate him, but we're all too nice to admit it, so we tell each other we don't hate him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figures I lol'ed :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5276024258191124662?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5276024258191124662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5276024258191124662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5276024258191124662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5276024258191124662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-will-edit-this-tomorrow.html' title='I will edit this tomorrow.'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5417476761695872314</id><published>2010-08-26T22:51:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:01:53.902+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(not) Panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kegs bashin&apos;'/><title type='text'>And then there was</title><content type='html'>this lil thing today. Admittedly it was stolen , but I had a good chuckle nontheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote&lt;br /&gt;Kevin:I lost 8kg&lt;br /&gt;Kegs: I'm happy for you&lt;br /&gt;Kegs: guess why&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Iunno why?&lt;br /&gt;Kegs: because now...there's less of you&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: I'm crying now&lt;br /&gt;/Quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of things about this post:&lt;br /&gt;First, instead of kegs bashin we need to change his tag to Keg's the Rat Jr., and panda to panda bashin.&lt;br /&gt;Second, THE FUCK KEVIN LOST 8KILOS?! WTF?! Not so much a panda anymore. Maek me sad.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, this putdown was bought to you by Dogbert, who is the anthromorphic dog from the comic strip/cartoon Dilbert, which is about an engineer doing....engineer things. But Dogbert is rat and funny and you guys should all look him up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5417476761695872314?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5417476761695872314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5417476761695872314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5417476761695872314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5417476761695872314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-then-there-was.html' title='And then there was'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4035687534893812125</id><published>2010-08-26T00:25:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:52:29.150+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>How in the world</title><content type='html'>did someone manage to fit the lyrics "like bombs they're coming down....there's a bomber in me too." into a goddamn love song? o.o Well they did, and its awesome. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie:"Did you know some pro starcraft players earn six figure salaries!!!! I decided, that's going to be my future career."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Ahaha good luck...wait, have you ever even touched starcraft ever before?"&lt;br /&gt;Maggie:"Uhmm....yes."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Really? Wow."&lt;br /&gt;Maggie:"Well, when jess dragged me to that store, eb games. I picked it up and was like "oh hey starcraft 2. So I've touched its cover."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, why is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; obessed with starcraft? Have you all gone...mad?! This is blasphemy!&lt;br /&gt;(Blasphemy? Madness? THIS IS KOREA. Oh wait.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4035687534893812125?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4035687534893812125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4035687534893812125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4035687534893812125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4035687534893812125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-in-world.html' title='How in the world'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4168424986140194350</id><published>2010-08-23T17:58:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:01:31.045+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles'/><title type='text'>I should</title><content type='html'>apologize to my dear readers for not updating, but since most of you don't exist, its alright. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so, we have yet another 'it was funny at the time but probably not any more' kind of quote. There were a stack of election jokes the other day, but you've probably heard them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare:"You couldn't carry me, you weigh almost as less as me."&lt;br /&gt;Charles:"Yeah I could, I just wouldn't want to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badass retort #42&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4168424986140194350?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4168424986140194350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4168424986140194350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4168424986140194350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4168424986140194350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-should.html' title='I should'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4347800219083043139</id><published>2010-08-11T14:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T14:25:16.982+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>been listening to some really crazy (awesome) stuff, which is completely unrelated to this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seating arrangements are as follows (From left to right, starting opposite me):&lt;br /&gt;Manhin-Viv-Fiona-Annie-Me-Alex(ruyi)-Bread-Dot(?)-Somedude-Clare-Manhin. Yes we were sitting around a table.&lt;br /&gt;Alex:"Oh god, I'm surrounded by idiots."&lt;br /&gt;Bread:"Says the art student."&lt;br /&gt;Table:"Oooohooooooooooooooooo."&lt;br /&gt;Alex:"What, what's that? Huh? Huh? Huh?!"&lt;br /&gt;Bread:"Yeah, remember what I saw saying?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: While I agree with Brendan's sentiments, I am in no way responsible for the content and direction of his comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4347800219083043139?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4347800219083043139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4347800219083043139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4347800219083043139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4347800219083043139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4971619079907868470</id><published>2010-08-10T17:58:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:00:19.522+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kegs bashin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Kegs' bastardry</title><content type='html'>I knew this would happen one day. Its what you get when you do law: turns good kids (read: idiots) into rat kids like john.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"So, Pugs asked me to help get him a guitar right...."&lt;br /&gt;Kegs:"Just get him a toy guitar."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Ahaha, you ratbag. Though, I think he's serious about it."&lt;br /&gt;Kegs:"I'm serious about it too..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4971619079907868470?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4971619079907868470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4971619079907868470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4971619079907868470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4971619079907868470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/kegs-bastardry.html' title='Kegs&apos; bastardry'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8344672934271104514</id><published>2010-08-09T21:30:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:04:23.117+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Last post</title><content type='html'>was the 333rd recorded post on this blog, which includes all drafts/unpublished blogs n' stuff. I thought that might interest...er...myself. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's shoddy quote belong to Bill, since I really am *insert excuse here*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...the only thing I like about business finance tutes so far is my tutor's hind, which is quite remarkable for an asian."-Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had this delightful chat with Dawei's ray bot. You guys should try it sometime (just chunk him a few insults, you get instant results):&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Hey dood, wanna go check out guitars?"&lt;br /&gt;David:"Whatever."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Lazy cunt."&lt;br /&gt;David:"Fuck you dickshit*, go look yourself." *Note: I think he just invented a new insult, a portmanteau of dickhead and dipshit :O&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"I will. You been talking to ray?"&lt;br /&gt;David:"No."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Well, you sound like him."&lt;br /&gt;David:"Ok..."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Must be a ray bot. Is that dawei over there?"&lt;br /&gt;David:"Wtf."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"So, ray, how's life?"&lt;br /&gt;David:"Fuck you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive proof that dawei has a raybot. Adapted from a true msn convo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-8344672934271104514?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8344672934271104514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8344672934271104514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8344672934271104514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8344672934271104514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-post.html' title='Last post'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2907296165540933117</id><published>2010-08-05T00:12:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:14:08.240+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>My fame</title><content type='html'>does not precede me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OJ:"HUNGY IS COMING TOMORROW. HUNGY.  IS COMING. TOMORROW."&lt;br /&gt;ahmangduh:"WHATTTT THE HELL IS A HUNGY?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only conjecture that the above people are pretty cool, seeing as they have cruise control for cool turned on, and that 'Ahmangduh' is a nickname or alias of some real person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2907296165540933117?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2907296165540933117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2907296165540933117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2907296165540933117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2907296165540933117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-fame.html' title='My fame'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5440154857884001787</id><published>2010-08-02T15:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T16:41:21.567+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steph W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Great Insults 101</title><content type='html'>Next time you want to insult someone, do it seriously, using something along the lines of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want me to pick your nose?"-Steph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5440154857884001787?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5440154857884001787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5440154857884001787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5440154857884001787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5440154857884001787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/great-insults-101.html' title='Great Insults 101'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1485220202727812215</id><published>2010-07-30T15:54:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:58:54.283+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dehan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Majorly, Majorly</title><content type='html'>Cannot be stuffed. School is turning out to be boring (surprise surprise) despite more classes, more people in classes and more earlier classes blah blah blah cbs updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I am, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, you've started your macroeco homework already? Holy...I'm behind...Crap I'd better get my tute work done tonight then."-Elaine, When I told her I'd started on my macro homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? Pop my cherry? As if, I'm popping my own cherry."-Dehan, on libraries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at your hair, you can't see at all! Oh wait, that is all you can look at..."-OJ, observations on my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer:Yes I do need a haircut. Quotes are not in chronological order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1485220202727812215?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1485220202727812215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1485220202727812215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1485220202727812215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1485220202727812215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/07/majorly-majorly.html' title='Majorly, Majorly'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5971359182774371446</id><published>2010-07-26T21:54:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:26:50.242+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>MSN conversations</title><content type='html'>Because I don't have any friends in real life to talk with and quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I linked a different vid from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBxsRiG5eYU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; to Wong on youtube (warning:nightmarefuel), and he responded with:&lt;br /&gt;Wongsta says (9:53 PM): I'll watch it once I get home and don't have internet&lt;br /&gt;Hungy says: Oh wow, still at uni?&lt;br /&gt;Hungy says: Wait, WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the way I read it, and the way he intended the quote to be read. And he was actually still at uni. And also I found the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K5UfIRmkv28"&gt;vid&lt;/a&gt; I gave to wong, watch if you've seen Higurashi before. Otherwise, watch it anyway for a bit of retardation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have been spending excessive hours of my life on the site mentioned &lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com/609/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I think you should try it, it's where I got both of the above vids from...wait, no one cares...my bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5971359182774371446?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5971359182774371446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5971359182774371446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5971359182774371446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5971359182774371446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/07/msn-conversations.html' title='MSN conversations'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3073885335795997586</id><published>2010-07-19T21:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:17:27.557+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Sam, Sam,</title><content type='html'>The ladies man. I'm good at this aren't I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam:"So, you got anything cool on your blog?"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Yeah, go read it man, do it now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sam:"LOL."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"See, its funny shit yeah."&lt;br /&gt;Sam:"Hold on, I'm gonna go read it now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I watched Twilight eclipse today. That was funny. Made my week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-3073885335795997586?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3073885335795997586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3073885335795997586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3073885335795997586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3073885335795997586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/07/sam-sam.html' title='Sam, Sam,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2741034693885592495</id><published>2010-07-17T20:10:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T20:21:29.167+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Please accept</title><content type='html'>my most humble apologies David. Actually no, it was pretty fun tormenting David by walking past Don Don's and encouraging Charles to go in. And also pretending to want to go to LAN instead of Kbox like he originally planned for us to do. And then actually proceeding to go to lan, upon whence he uttered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fine, if we're going to LAN, can we please play CoD4?"-David (Thai), upon realising that we were actually going to go to LAN, and that the last time he played dota everyone ganked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should learn to stand up for yourself."-Charles, to David.&lt;br /&gt;I believe this is the part someone says 'listen to you own advice, son.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2741034693885592495?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2741034693885592495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2741034693885592495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2741034693885592495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2741034693885592495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/07/please-accept.html' title='Please accept'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-489473879752581936</id><published>2010-07-15T00:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:19:25.867+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATTT</title><content type='html'>IM BACKK BITCHESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, you see.. I've met new people. Yes. people. OF ALL PLACES?!&lt;br /&gt;So as of today..I might have to make references to some.. really retarded random arsed asians, because hey, AS IF I'D HAVE WHITE FRIENDS. HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR. &lt;br /&gt;ME NO SPEAK ENGRIIIII YOU KNOWWW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went yumcha. Like.. at han bitchin' palace. They give great han jobs. OHHH I MADE A FURNYYYY DUR DUR DUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of shit was eaten.&lt;br /&gt;Descriptive as shit.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;English.&lt;br /&gt;No... speakee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ditched the main group and forced some retarded ass girl with me to go watch movies at crown because.. HEY, I HAD FREE TICKETS. FREE&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING FREE UP THE ASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DURR MOOBIE STARTED AT RIKE.. PIVE BURTY RIGHTT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we kicked it asian old man style and went to crown, where I subsequently lost money and lost the dumb girls winning. WE REALISED IF I WENT FOR A COLOUR IN ROULETTE, YOU SHOULD ALWAYS GO FOR THE OPPOSITE COLOUR. AND GOD FORBID I JINX EVERYONE BY SAYING "IF IT LANDS ON GREEN ILL SHIT MYSELF" BECAUSE IT DID. OUT OF LIKE FUCKINGGG 50 NUMBERS OR WHATEVER, IT LANDED ON A GREEN. WTF 2/50. SUCK MY. DUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;WE WATCHED PREDATORS.&lt;br /&gt;AND I KEPT HAVING TO PEE.&lt;br /&gt;AND OYU GUYS KNOW HOW I AM WITH PEEING.&lt;br /&gt;MY BLADDER IS THE SIZE OF A PEA-FREAKING-NUT (I MADE A PUNNY PUN &lt; SHUTUP, IM TRYING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO I SLIPPED OUT LIKE A NINJA (woah that sounded wronggg)&lt;br /&gt;TO THE TOILET I WENT,&lt;br /&gt;OOOO MAN,&lt;br /&gt;I totally found a disabled toilet right outside the cinema room and im like UFUCKINGG WIN. and i opened it.. slgihtly.. unlocked. I open it wider. SOME FUCKING GUY WAS IN THERE PEEING AND IM LIEK WTF MAN WTF WTF WTF WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my day. WTF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-489473879752581936?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/489473879752581936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=489473879752581936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/489473879752581936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/489473879752581936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/07/whattt.html' title='WHATTT'/><author><name>Stooph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427604524110348465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-6848074525511997561</id><published>2010-07-13T23:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:25:17.543+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>I have come</title><content type='html'>to a saddening conclusion. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cannot write emo music&lt;/span&gt;. Actually its more like I cannot write music, but anyway. Even though pugs has put his faith in me to come up with something and I listen to all that emo crap all day I still just can't write anything that sounds remotely half decent emo (oxymoron I know). Oh, but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;del&gt;We&lt;/del&gt; Panda bear wanted to get drunk at my place, and Bill was watching as I climbed up to the highest cupboard in order to retrieve the drinks and he remarked:&lt;br /&gt;"So the lesson is, every man should have a stash placed high for his wife to reach."-Bill&lt;br /&gt;See, you learnt something didn't you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-6848074525511997561?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6848074525511997561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=6848074525511997561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6848074525511997561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6848074525511997561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-come.html' title='I have come'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-6037371685785329659</id><published>2010-07-10T13:13:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:41:56.425+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pugs'/><title type='text'>Dear pugs,</title><content type='html'>Happy 19th. So you know, I never checked, so its all your fault that I didn't wish you that on the exact day you turned 19. Nonetheless, I hold that my message is still valid since you are still 19th. Unless your parents lied to you, but that's hardly my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to see Francis, we ended up talking about pubs and getting drunk, and he was all like:&lt;br /&gt;"So one time me and Hardika went to the bar, and we bought some whiskey from outside into the bar. Since we weren't supposed to B.Y.O. we both ordered a glass of water each, then went to the toilet and filled up our glasses with liquor."-Francis, a confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you thought you were Asian, didn't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was Hardika's idea!"-Francis, an afterthought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-6037371685785329659?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6037371685785329659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=6037371685785329659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6037371685785329659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6037371685785329659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/07/dear-pugs.html' title='Dear pugs,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-6409148933770397148</id><published>2010-07-07T19:35:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:25:09.396+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>We feature quotes by the rich gangster bastard Kancelot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not rich...I'm not rolling in dough...oh wait maybe I am."-Kancelot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he's all like, trying to compliment us and all to make us feel better about ourselves or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kancelot:"Oh man, you're so tank now..."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Yeah, I can like, shake my legs non stop all day now."&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also happy birthday James (not that he'll ever see this), and Kevin you should learn to be more like Hojo. Wow I never thought I'd tell anybody to learn from Hojo. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-6409148933770397148?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6409148933770397148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=6409148933770397148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6409148933770397148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/6409148933770397148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/07/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-4609566724775537367</id><published>2010-07-04T23:34:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:43:26.105+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Dom's stroke</title><content type='html'>of genius. So today we found David Thai and Francis showing off their medkid prowess by performing some completely useless medical examinations on each other in public (practise he says). So he had this stethoscope right, and Dom was like&lt;br /&gt;"Man, they should make an Ipod shaped like a stethoscope."-Dom&lt;br /&gt;I bet they would sell like hotcakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-4609566724775537367?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4609566724775537367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=4609566724775537367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4609566724775537367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/4609566724775537367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/07/doms-stroke.html' title='Dom&apos;s stroke'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-7799149426644734994</id><published>2010-06-21T01:50:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:15:33.320+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vincent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote of the other day'/><title type='text'>Don't know why</title><content type='html'>I didn't think of posting this up earlier, but Steve found this in the unposted archives, so here it is. Its pretty long, so i'll summarize it for you in the tl;dr version:&lt;br /&gt;David:"Help me!"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Fuck me."&lt;br /&gt;David:"Where and when?"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Tomorrow at school."&lt;br /&gt;David:"Fuck you."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"That's the plan."&lt;br /&gt;David:"Fuck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for wall of text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:36 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*HOW DO U WRITE A CONTEXT ESSAY&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to  hell with study. says (10:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*FUCK ME&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*PLACE  + TIME&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell with study. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*TOMORROW.  T7. 2:00&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*fuck u&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell  with study. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*that's the plan&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:42  PM):&lt;br /&gt;*thats involuntary&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*and by then id  be too busy getting fucked to fuck u and then learn how to write context  essay&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell with study. says (10:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*it  doesn't matter./ we're both fucked anyway&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:45 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*TELL  ME HOW&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:47 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*SO LET ME TELL U ABOUT ROBERT  DREWE'S GAY MEMOIR THE SHARK NET WHERE HE DEMONSTRATES MEMORY MAY NOT BE  AS RELIABLE AS WE THINK&lt;br /&gt;*AS TIME PASSES OUR MEMORY BECOMES FUCKED UP  THEREFORE OUR SENSE OF REALITY IS FUCKED TOO&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:48 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*ROBERT  DREWE HAS A MASSIVE DICK&lt;br /&gt;*BUT IN RUTH'S VERSION OF REALITY HE HAS A  TINY DICK BECAUSE RUTH HAS A FRIKIN MASSIVE VAGINA&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:49  PM):&lt;br /&gt;*THEREFORE IT CAN BE CONCLUDED THAT REALITY IS PURELY SUBJECTIVE  AND WE ALL CONSTRUCT OUR OWN VERSION OF THINGS BASED ON OUR PERSONAL  CIRCUMSTANCES&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell with study. says (10:49 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*oh  oh&lt;br /&gt;*i did a essay on this too&lt;br /&gt;*sex.&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:49 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*gimme  a mark&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell with study. says (10:49 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*9/10&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to  hell with study. says (10:50 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*epic winnar&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:50  PM):&lt;br /&gt;*W00T&lt;br /&gt;*but carroll wud give me a 3&lt;br /&gt;*if i take out swear  words&lt;br /&gt;*no 2&lt;br /&gt;*-2 if i include swear words&lt;br /&gt;*HAI&lt;br /&gt;*HER REALITY  MUST BE REALLY FUCKED&lt;br /&gt;*COZ HUNGY'S REALITY IS SUPERIOR TO ALL&lt;br /&gt;David  says (10:51 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*SO I DESERVE 9&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell with study.  says (10:51 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*no&lt;br /&gt;*i get 10&lt;br /&gt;*cuz carrol loves me.&lt;br /&gt;*and  cuz i'm beast english&lt;br /&gt;*esp. about sex n drugs n shit&lt;br /&gt;David says  (10:52 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*hungy(L)ms carroll&lt;br /&gt;*sex&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:53 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*maybe  i should give her more&lt;br /&gt;*so i can get 10s as well&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to  hell with study. says (10:53 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*no way. you too noobshit&lt;br /&gt;*not  hardcore enough&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*i can go harder than you&lt;br /&gt;*oh  snap&lt;br /&gt;*wait ur not blogging any of this shit r u&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to  hell with study. says (10:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*ehehehehehhehehehe&lt;br /&gt;*OWNED BITCH&lt;br /&gt;*say  your prayers&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*fex?&lt;br /&gt;*i never see ur blog  anyway&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell with study. says (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;*but  eveyroen else will&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*BUT IF U DO U MUST  START WITH "FUCK ME" PART&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell with study. says (10:55  PM):&lt;br /&gt;*http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*THAT  U SAID&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell with study. says (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*no wai&lt;br /&gt;*i  show other people that u r noobshit&lt;br /&gt;*and i pwnzor you&lt;br /&gt;David says  (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*OR ELSE I CLAIM U R DISTORTING THE TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;*I SUE UR  ASS&lt;br /&gt;Hungy/Hangy-to hell with study. says (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*WHO'S  REALITY BITCH&lt;br /&gt;David says (10:56 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*FACE MY REALITY BITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Wall of text&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you with amazing attention spans and got through all of that, or half a brain and skiped through it, here's some other stuff from last night that you can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want anyone to get drunk....but is 60 cans of beer enough?"-Vincent&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder if it was enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve:"...that guy's ugly, well okay not ugly, but not good looking..."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Oh I wouldn't know, I have no taste in guys."&lt;br /&gt;Actually I dunno why that's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Stalin once said that "Quantity is a quality of its own." Hence I declare this post a quality post (lays stooph bashing bait).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-7799149426644734994?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7799149426644734994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=7799149426644734994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7799149426644734994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/7799149426644734994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-know-why.html' title='Don&apos;t know why'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1135814665576165694</id><published>2010-06-12T01:45:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:53:31.217+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Gold Nuggets</title><content type='html'>Seem to be everywhere, one only need open one's eyes. I haven't been doing a very good job at that, but thankfully our beloved cousin has been making up for my  shortcomings, spotting this one whereas I would've missed it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and then by the time I got it up long rushed me. It was not fun..."- Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely out of context. We haven't had those for a while so I hope you enjoyed it. Not that I care much, as long as I enjoyed it (and I did).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've finally solved a mystery which had dogged me for many months (ever since I moved into my new room). The handle on the door to my room turns&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;upwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; No wonder i could never open it without breaking something. Good job dad on changing the lock, you have made a most unique modification which will undoubtly keep unwanted noob visitors out. At least until they figure out his idiocy. Or read this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1135814665576165694?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1135814665576165694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1135814665576165694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1135814665576165694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1135814665576165694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/06/gold-nuggets.html' title='Gold Nuggets'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-1660206159314761675</id><published>2010-06-09T00:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:46:17.090+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pugs'/><title type='text'>Ahh</title><content type='html'>an update. When the chorus of your desperate pleas for an update reached me, my compassionate nature compelled me to ease your sufferings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, its not nearly as amusing when I read this as opposed to monologuing it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, despite my open antagonism for medkids in general, I do find occasional amusement in conversing with them:Pugs delivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you call 'a cyst'? What happens when you get ks'ed."-Pugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: To understand this medkid's joke:&lt;br /&gt;'a cyst' is in quotes for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Ks'ed is an abbreviation for kill stolen&lt;br /&gt;Asking dota 'pros' should help you understand where he's coming from.&lt;br /&gt;Not that any (or dare I hope, most) of you will need help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-1660206159314761675?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1660206159314761675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=1660206159314761675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1660206159314761675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/1660206159314761675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/06/ahh.html' title='Ahh'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3731922260649830382</id><published>2010-05-30T22:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T00:59:46.099+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatcwoft'/><title type='text'>Sometimes uni</title><content type='html'>gets fairly disturbing, for example, fatcwoft chatted me up today:&lt;br /&gt;"Hey man, you should come karoke with us sometime."-Fatcwoft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who're unacquainted, fatcwoft is the bastard offspring of a Tamil and a Yank, and he's pretty fat and not asian and i'd be willing to bet $2 that he can't sing for crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, me and Dehan got pretty bored the other day, so here's some things to ask wolfram if you haven't done so during the past year or so.&lt;br /&gt;-'How much wood would the woodchuck chuck if woodchucks could chuck wood?'&lt;br /&gt;-'Where is God?'&lt;br /&gt;-'Are you God?'&lt;br /&gt;-'When is Judgement day?'&lt;br /&gt;-'What is a Meme?'&lt;br /&gt;-'Dude, where's my car?'&lt;br /&gt;-'Are you skynet?'&lt;br /&gt;-'lolol'&lt;br /&gt;-'This is blasphemy!  This is madness!'&lt;br /&gt;-'88mph'&lt;br /&gt;-'What's the meaning of life?'&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on. Try asking &lt;a href="http://wolframalpha.com"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt; yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-3731922260649830382?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3731922260649830382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3731922260649830382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3731922260649830382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3731922260649830382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-uni.html' title='Sometimes uni'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2698421214841614641</id><published>2010-05-25T19:07:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T01:34:34.568+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zzz'/><title type='text'>I am so sad,</title><content type='html'>How compelling was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can never remember any good quotes, so this random added me and I started with the usual icebreaker. It surprising how well it works, no, srsly, but then i got bored and had an emorage then quit. I hope you find this amusing (no not really).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keila says (6:59 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*what's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungy says (7:03 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;Keila says (7:03 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*Yay someone to talk to :-) !! how are u?   I found your name in the msn online members search :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungy says (7:03 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*orly?&lt;br /&gt;Keila says (7:03 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*my roomates just stepped out I only have a little while alone... ;-)  are u alone too?  we should cam2cam ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungy says (7:04 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*no wai!&lt;br /&gt;Keila says (7:04 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*K here's the link to my cam it's http://www.webcaminvitation.com/bquy go there and you should see me, just click the join free tab on top of the page, I use this site cause you can't record it like on here -- my dad would kill me if he found out I was doing this kinky stuff on his computer lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungy says (7:04 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*u shure?&lt;br /&gt;Keila says (7:04 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*LOL aw you're cute.. well can u see my cam it was giving me trouble earlier but it looks ok now? oh I hope u dont mind chatting with a kinky girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungy says (7:05 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kent b!&lt;br /&gt;Keila says (7:05 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*yeah i'm horny lolz! u? Wait you're not a stalker are u?? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungy says (7:05 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;Keila says (7:05 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*uh oh, you must of made a mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungy says (7:05 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*imho...bbq!&lt;br /&gt;Keila says (7:06 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*Mhhm u never know lol I have to make sure! babe u sound confident I like that .. maybe we can trade phone numbers after we chat on cam ?  I'd love to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungy says (7:06 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;*internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol internet indeed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: It seems most people missed the joke, so &lt;a href="http://img94.imageshack.us/img94/4246/originaly.gif"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2698421214841614641?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2698421214841614641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2698421214841614641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2698421214841614641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2698421214841614641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-so-sad.html' title='I am so sad,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-846443227864512505</id><published>2010-05-18T23:26:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T23:28:54.682+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kegs bashin&apos;'/><title type='text'>I am compelled</title><content type='html'>to quote kegs from time to time, as his idiocy often prevails over his...I dunno, his attempts to not be to much of a nub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sigh its the cough season. Stupid Michael Lim, i got the cough off him and had it for a week. But on the upside, it was a great workout for the abs."-Kegs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, 15 chapters ish of liar game got released (the one missing chapter). Gogo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-846443227864512505?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/846443227864512505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=846443227864512505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/846443227864512505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/846443227864512505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-compelled.html' title='I am compelled'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-944295404113946549</id><published>2010-05-14T22:11:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:48:48.728+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fizix trio'/><title type='text'>Believe it or not,</title><content type='html'>I like compliments, especially things that aren't really compliments but you can twist them into ones by taking them out of context or whatnot. I also am a whore for comments but you bastards are all cold and unfeeling so what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I might need you to kill something for me  again."-Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was sure I had an actual quote today...but it seems I forgot again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse today: I'm a pathological liar. And not enough sleep.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Oh and thanks for voting boys and girls (hah), um...yeah, i'll probably make a list and tag people who're quoted in old quotes when I  canbebothered and am bored enough....like now...slowly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit#2:On second thought, everybody who reads this probably has facebook...dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit#3:I promised kegs I'd Link his comic (which gave me a good lol), so here it is if you haven't already seen it. Also if you haven't seen his previous works, hop over to his blog and read the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eUbVKAaU_K8/S-qZQ80zRgI/AAAAAAAAACs/BLqx30n2t6E/s1600/Fizixs+Trio+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 1179px; height: 845px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eUbVKAaU_K8/S-qZQ80zRgI/AAAAAAAAACs/BLqx30n2t6E/s1600/Fizixs+Trio+19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eUbVKAaU_K8/S-qZQ80zRgI/AAAAAAAAACs/BLqx30n2t6E/s1600/Fizixs+Trio+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-944295404113946549?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/944295404113946549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=944295404113946549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/944295404113946549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/944295404113946549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/05/believe-it-or-not.html' title='Believe it or not,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eUbVKAaU_K8/S-qZQ80zRgI/AAAAAAAAACs/BLqx30n2t6E/s72-c/Fizixs+Trio+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2834373120321089571</id><published>2010-05-13T18:02:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:02:34.143+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man-Hin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kegs bashin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Edit:Added title, moved up top</title><content type='html'>'A(non) has a girlfriend, can you believe it? And apparently, she's a  left hander, so they can write notes in lectures and hold hands at the  same time.'-Kegs&lt;br /&gt;That is ingenious. Truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also while speaking  of kegs, he published a new installment in the adventures of the fizix  trio featuring the dashing hungy. So head over to the idiot's blog (link  bottom right hand corner) and have a lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill:"It's objective!"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"No,  i don't think your opinion represents everyone elses. Personal  preferences."&lt;br /&gt;Man Hin:"Oh hey guys. Having a philosophical  discussion?"&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"Na-yes, we're talking about girls."&lt;br /&gt;Not quite  sure why its funny anymore, but it was when he said it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2834373120321089571?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2834373120321089571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2834373120321089571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2834373120321089571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2834373120321089571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/05/editadded-title-moved-up-top.html' title='Edit:Added title, moved up top'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-5162244900181757938</id><published>2010-05-11T19:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:36:26.511+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A quote I stumbled across</title><content type='html'>So zira and I got bored and made fun of each other's mothers... oh sjesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xile: then im gonna take a picture of that, and get my dog to take a shit on the picture with a shit on the shit on your face&lt;br /&gt;Stoobi [HOES]: HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Stoobi [HOES]: FUCK YOU&lt;br /&gt;xile: thats what i thought&lt;br /&gt;Stoobi [HOES]: YOUR MUM&lt;br /&gt;Stoobi [HOES]: WAS&lt;br /&gt;Stoobi [HOES]: GREAT&lt;br /&gt;Stoobi [HOES]: .&lt;br /&gt;Stoobi [HOES]: .&lt;br /&gt;Stoobi [HOES]: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: lesbians are hot&lt;br /&gt;xile: what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: .&lt;br /&gt;xile: ."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-5162244900181757938?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5162244900181757938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=5162244900181757938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5162244900181757938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/5162244900181757938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/05/quote-i-stumbled-across.html' title='A quote I stumbled across'/><author><name>Stooph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427604524110348465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-8553042529762536414</id><published>2010-05-06T20:24:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T03:09:53.496+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zzz'/><title type='text'>Things I want</title><content type='html'>UPDATE: I HAS A QUOTE&lt;br /&gt;OJ:"Hey, let me play  on your cod account."&lt;br /&gt;Hungy:"What? Why don't you play yours? And didn't you quit?"&lt;br /&gt;OJ:"Yeah..i quit mine. So let me play yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lol'ed. Sorry folks for the lack of this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna bother with pretense here, I have a list of things I want, in no particular order. No this is not a quote post (.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want/need:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;del&gt;-New mouse&lt;br /&gt;-New mousepad&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-New headphones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;del&gt;-New wallet&lt;br /&gt;-New pencilcase&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropping new cuz its redundant&lt;br /&gt;-A fix for my DS (or new one)&lt;br /&gt;-Zippo&lt;br /&gt;-Boots&lt;br /&gt;-Mp3&lt;br /&gt;-Trenchcoat (lol)&lt;br /&gt;-Hei's mask&lt;br /&gt;-Whatever other novelty items you can find (hotwaterbottle lolz)&lt;br /&gt;suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/m-DmaTXvgl8"&gt;Chinese army shovel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dvd rewinder &lt;-google it&lt;br /&gt;-more to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse today: I fell asleep halfway through remembering it, since i woke up at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, how many of you voters voted twice?&lt;br /&gt;Update: I love everyone who got me what I wanted ^_^. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-8553042529762536414?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8553042529762536414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=8553042529762536414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8553042529762536414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/8553042529762536414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-i-want.html' title='Things I want'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-2405027002443466482</id><published>2010-04-25T20:02:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:53:21.291+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wensi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Rat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Quote submission,</title><content type='html'>This time courtesy of Wong, although its about some other people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wensi:"Hey guys I, have a story to tell you: Yesterday, I accidentally ate a button. That's it."&lt;br /&gt;Harry:"Wensi! Don't die!"&lt;br /&gt;Wensi:"It's okay! It's been 24 hours!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't actually know Harry that well (if at all...). I think I met you somewhere and I hope you don't mind me using your quote without your knowledge. But since you'll probably never find out it will be okay. Yes it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my guitar string broke right?&lt;br /&gt;"Oh wow, I thought your guitar was merely there for aesthetic purposes...."-John (the ratbag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, he's right this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-2405027002443466482?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2405027002443466482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=2405027002443466482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2405027002443466482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/2405027002443466482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/04/quote-submission.html' title='Quote submission,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983892971324138293.post-3282968365532209200</id><published>2010-04-24T23:24:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T23:38:36.624+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousin Stooph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote of the day'/><title type='text'>Another day,</title><content type='html'>another post. Aren't I amusing. Anyhow, thought it seems our beloved cousin is back on the scene to bring your lolz, she's not particularly coherent for the moment (or maybe she is but we're-correction, I'm- just too stupid). Proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stooph:"Oh man, this ticket is soooo weird. It doesn't seem to have an expiry date."&lt;br /&gt;Charles:"It's because you haven't used it yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We remain fervently hopeful that lolz will be had. Rest assured though, our cousin does not disappoint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983892971324138293-3282968365532209200?l=fibercakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3282968365532209200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3983892971324138293&amp;postID=3282968365532209200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3282968365532209200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983892971324138293/posts/default/3282968365532209200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibercakes.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-day.html' title='Another day,'/><author><name>Hungy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00980455543552280525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBH8iUyZozs/TdiqlsgilZI/AAAAAAAAALk/WF7s6IaDlbM/s220/2011-04-26%2B00-57-21%2B-%2B0071.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
