<?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-3082281</id><updated>2011-09-05T14:10:12.424+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Washi books</title><subtitle type='html'>The online Journal of the entity known as Washi.  Snippets of thoughts and life condensed and simplified by the sequence of runes that makes up the English language.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>510</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3082281.post-9217676886659663701</id><published>2008-04-24T14:28:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:32:42.717+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Personality test?</title><summary type='text'>My Personality Neuroticism97Extraversion5Openness to Experience52Agreeableness41Conscientiousness0 You often resist any cravings or urges that you have, but sometimes you give in, however you experience panic, confusion, and helplessness when under pressure or stress. You tend not to talk much and prefer to let others control the activities of groups. You tend not to express your emotions openly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/9217676886659663701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=9217676886659663701' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/9217676886659663701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/9217676886659663701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2008/04/personality-test.html' title='Personality test?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3082281.post-2466064138047158534</id><published>2008-03-16T00:08:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-03-16T00:09:59.537+09:30</updated><title type='text'>All my friends let the internet psychoanalyse them...</title><summary type='text'>You Are An INFPThe IdealistYou are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.In love, you tend to have high (and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/2466064138047158534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=2466064138047158534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/2466064138047158534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/2466064138047158534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-my-friends-let-internet.html' title='All my friends let the internet psychoanalyse them...'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-2712672290112974408</id><published>2008-03-14T14:19:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:19:30.789+09:30</updated><title type='text'>When I should be working...</title><summary type='text'>Photobucket MemeHeres how it works:1. Go to www.photobucket.com (don't sign in)2. Type in your answer to the question in the "search" box3. Use only the first page4. Copy the html and paste for the answer.1.What is your name?2.What is your relationship status? (Alright, mostly I just thought more interesting things would pup up if I used Defacto)3. What is your favourite color?4. Who is your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/2712672290112974408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=2712672290112974408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/2712672290112974408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/2712672290112974408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-i-should-be-working.html' title='When I should be working...'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f221/Robyn227/Music/th_defacto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3082281.post-8149423403210951958</id><published>2008-03-06T14:48:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-03-06T14:50:09.002+09:30</updated><title type='text'>We have tests to determine how much I'm actually worth now.</title><summary type='text'>Powered By Womens Toys</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/8149423403210951958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=8149423403210951958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/8149423403210951958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/8149423403210951958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-have-tests-to-determine-how-much-im.html' title='We have tests to determine how much I&apos;m actually worth now.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-6816812309619023929</id><published>2007-12-16T15:11:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-12-16T15:17:29.407+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Memeing again</title><summary type='text'>First Meme has been going around for a while.IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?So, Here's How It Works:1. Open Your Music Library.2. Put It On Shuffle.3. Press Play.4. For Every Question Write Down The Song And The Band.5. When You Go To A New Question, Change Songs.6. Don't Lie, And Try And Be Cool.Opening Credits: Scissor Sisters - Take youe Mama out.Well... That certainly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/6816812309619023929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=6816812309619023929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/6816812309619023929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/6816812309619023929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/12/memeing-again.html' title='Memeing again'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-8918870348144140171</id><published>2007-12-14T14:10:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2007-12-14T14:12:23.515+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Elephant Rhyme</title><summary type='text'>It was six men of IndostanTo learning much inclined,Who went to see the Elephant(Though all of them were blind),That each by observationMight satisfy his mind The First approached the Elephant,And happening to fallAgainst his broad and sturdy side,At once began to bawl:“God bless me! but the ElephantIs very like a wall!”The Second, feeling of the tusk,Cried, “Ho! what have we hereSo very round </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/8918870348144140171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=8918870348144140171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/8918870348144140171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/8918870348144140171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/12/elephant-rhyme.html' title='The Elephant Rhyme'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-2971183701397353920</id><published>2007-12-12T12:33:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T15:25:17.426+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The year in review?April - Create your own Friend Test hereMay - Things are a smide different around here, it seemsJune - Today when I woke up, things wern't good. I was nervous enough to feel nausious about it, completely freaking outJuly - You know, I STILL haven't gotten my tattoo. September - It seems that I have reached that certain point in my life - The point where every illness short of a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/2971183701397353920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=2971183701397353920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/2971183701397353920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/2971183701397353920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/12/year-in-review-april-create-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-7707972066951554586</id><published>2007-11-14T13:17:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:22:44.528+09:30</updated><title type='text'>meme again</title><summary type='text'>1. Take your answer to each question and type it into Google Image Search2. Post one of the images from the first page of results.1. The age you will be on your next birthday:2. A place to which you'd like to travel:3. Your favorite place:4. your favorite object:5. your favorite food:6. your favorite animal:7. your favorite color:8. the town in which you were born:9. the town in which you live:10</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/7707972066951554586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=7707972066951554586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/7707972066951554586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/7707972066951554586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/11/meme-again.html' title='meme again'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-5043399505210001318</id><published>2007-10-22T09:50:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-10-22T10:41:22.572+09:30</updated><title type='text'>My Space-ship brings all the boys to the yard.</title><summary type='text'>      Which sci-fi crew would you best fit in with? (pics)created with QuizFarm.com   You scored as Heart of Gold (Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)You are a light and humorous person.  No one can help but to smile to your wit.  Now if only the improbability drive would stop turning you into weird stuff.         Enterprise D (Star Trek)         81%Moya (Farscape)         81%Heart of Gold (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/5043399505210001318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=5043399505210001318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/5043399505210001318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/5043399505210001318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-space-ship-brings-all-boys-to-yard.html' title='My Space-ship brings all the boys to the yard.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-1202440939630936695</id><published>2007-10-18T15:04:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2007-10-22T13:12:13.072+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Meme + News</title><summary type='text'>First, the meme!10 Things currently on your desk9 Favourite ships8 Of your current favourite songs7 People you talk to most6 Favourite kinds of candy/chocolate5 Favourite bands and ONE artist4 Websites you visit daily3 Items on your wall2 Favourite sayings1 Favourite movie10 things on my desk:1 - Glass of Water2 - Pen3 - Whiteboard Marker4 - Laptop5 - Printouts for Work6 - Tissues7 - My hand bag8</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/1202440939630936695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=1202440939630936695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/1202440939630936695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/1202440939630936695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/10/meme-news.html' title='Meme + News'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-4189233384667390114</id><published>2007-09-27T13:55:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-09-27T14:32:41.253+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Everybody now!</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever looked at your hands and thought 'How the hell can they be mine?'  They seem somewhat... separated from you or your concept of who you are.  You see them every day, staring down at them as they type, seeing them reach across for a biscuit o a drink, seen them unlock doors or open your wallet, but still... sometimes you look at them and think 'Wait... These can't be my hands!'I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/4189233384667390114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=4189233384667390114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/4189233384667390114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/4189233384667390114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/09/everybody-now.html' title='Everybody now!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-4969322088278927060</id><published>2007-09-14T13:35:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2007-09-14T13:42:07.362+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Meme?</title><summary type='text'>1. Go to http://www.careercruising.com/.2. Put in Username: nycareers, Password: landmark.3. Take their "Career Matchmaker" questions.4. Post the top ten results1.Costume Designer2.Special Effects Technician3.Animator4.Desktop Publisher5.Cartoonist / Comic Illustrator6.Fashion Designer7.Multimedia Developer8.Set Designer9.Graphic Designer10.Computer AnimatorAm I ever in the wrong line of work O_o</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/4969322088278927060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=4969322088278927060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/4969322088278927060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/4969322088278927060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/09/meme.html' title='Meme?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-4337303022045995361</id><published>2007-09-13T14:48:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:48:53.984+09:30</updated><title type='text'>It might be a Parasite?</title><summary type='text'>It seems that I have reached that certain point in my life - The point where every illness short of a head cold, however harmless, could potentially be pregnancy in the eyes of those around me – particularly women.I personally know that pregnancy is a rather unlikely cause for any sickness I may experience.  However, upon informing family that I, for example, don’t feel too well, the question </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/4337303022045995361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=4337303022045995361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/4337303022045995361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/4337303022045995361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-might-be-parasite.html' title='It might be a Parasite?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-1465423776493763697</id><published>2007-07-30T11:28:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-07-30T11:30:00.572+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Oh so perfect.</title><summary type='text'>Your Love Life is Like The Princess Bride"Since the invention of the kiss, there have only been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind."For you, love is like a fairy tale - albeit a fairly twisted one.You believe romance is all about loyalty, fate, and a good  big of goofy fun.Your love style: Idealistic yet quirkyYour Hollywood Ending Will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/1465423776493763697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=1465423776493763697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/1465423776493763697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/1465423776493763697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-so-perfect.html' title='Oh so perfect.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-5664021035595844648</id><published>2007-07-09T12:50:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:47:53.240+09:30</updated><title type='text'>You, my darling, are very glossy.</title><summary type='text'>Excuse me while I try to trick this program into thinking I know what I'm doing.Now excuse me while I shake it into understanding that I am the unrivaled master, as my puny human brain wars against it's mechanical deviousness.That is all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/5664021035595844648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=5664021035595844648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/5664021035595844648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/5664021035595844648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-my-darling-are-very-glossy.html' title='You, my darling, are very glossy.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-1589494924770599175</id><published>2007-07-06T11:40:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-07-06T12:06:20.841+09:30</updated><title type='text'>It's almost like it's completely random.</title><summary type='text'>You know, I STILL haven't gotten my tattoo.  I'm thinking y'know what? that's it!  I'm getting it done.  Soon as AVCon is over, I'm getting me inked. Again.IN SEPIA!So I'll print that out and be ready.Also, the complete and utter lack of stuff in this blog is a little dejecting - I mean honnestly, how long have I had it?  I should maintain it better - I'm much better at typing then keeping an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/1589494924770599175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=1589494924770599175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/1589494924770599175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/1589494924770599175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-almost-like-its-completely-random.html' title='It&apos;s almost like it&apos;s completely random.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-3792177483351878685</id><published>2007-06-26T14:13:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:21:07.786+09:30</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life</title><summary type='text'>Today when I woke up, things wern't good.  I was nervous enough to feel nausious about it, completely freaking out.Went on location to deploy some products.  Everthing went smoothly, and there was pavlova.  I had no pavlova.Then I came back here, and I found a cookie on my desk.  I ate the cookie.Now all is well again.I say cookie, because I suspect it was from Subway.  Biscuits that come from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/3792177483351878685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=3792177483351878685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/3792177483351878685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/3792177483351878685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-in-life.html' title='A day in the life'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-4060038326811028917</id><published>2007-05-18T16:31:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:32:22.819+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Wow, lookit me brainz!</title><summary type='text'>Your brain: 80% interpersonal, 200% visual, 60% verbal, and 60% mathematical!Congratulations on being 400% smart! Actually, on my test, everyone is. The above score breaks down what kind of thinking you most enjoy doing. A score above 100% means you use that kind of thinking more than average, and a score below 100% means you use it less. It says nothing about how good you are at any one, just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/4060038326811028917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=4060038326811028917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/4060038326811028917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/4060038326811028917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow-lookit-me-brainz.html' title='Wow, lookit me brainz!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-7715125776447435982</id><published>2007-05-16T16:57:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-16T17:03:38.818+09:30</updated><title type='text'>They say the more things change</title><summary type='text'>Things are a smide different around here, it seems.  Not that I'm here all that often to comment or anything like that ^^;  There's a lot I should be doing, and I am, of course, never doing any of it T_TIn any case, I figured I'd write to prove my continual existence, even if I lack an inteligent formulated thought to actually vocalise. Or write, in this case.My spelling and typing skills seem to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/7715125776447435982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=7715125776447435982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/7715125776447435982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/7715125776447435982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/05/they-say-more-things-change.html' title='They say the more things change'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-117558538323329879</id><published>2007-04-03T16:59:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-04-03T16:59:45.343+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm not dead tests!</title><summary type='text'>Create your own Friend Test here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/117558538323329879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=117558538323329879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/117558538323329879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/117558538323329879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-dead-tests.html' title='I&apos;m not dead tests!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-116408195233857925</id><published>2006-11-21T13:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-11-21T13:35:52.850+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Meme</title><summary type='text'>Because I've got 15 minutes to kill before my printer quota gets updated.Step One- Make a post (public, friendslocked, filtered...whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fun ("I'd love a Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/116408195233857925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=116408195233857925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116408195233857925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116408195233857925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-meme.html' title='Christmas Meme'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-116208954044455655</id><published>2006-10-29T12:09:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-29T12:09:00.850+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Quazi-Washi</title><summary type='text'>DESCRIBE YOUR...Wallet:Black leather.  My dad gave it to me ages ago, and I've been using it ever since.Car:Noned.Toothbrush:Purple and white with rubbery bits, or purple and white with no rubbery bits.Jewelry worn daily:Stainless Steel Sleeper, a pair of black pearl earings Ri-Chan gave me, gold necklace with an Eagle charm and a Long life charm, both of which were given to me by my father (one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/116208954044455655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=116208954044455655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116208954044455655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116208954044455655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/10/quazi-washi.html' title='Quazi-Washi'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-116165415966296034</id><published>2006-10-24T11:12:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T11:12:40.010+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Snappy Time!</title><summary type='text'>My Ethics form was returned to me again today with more changes I need to make.I'm not sure I can keep this up.I'm obviously just not getting it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/116165415966296034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=116165415966296034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116165415966296034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116165415966296034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/10/snappy-time.html' title='Snappy Time!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-116096499566001690</id><published>2006-10-16T11:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-16T11:46:35.663+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm falling</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting here at the computer, and I feel like I'm falling forwards.  Like... the whole room is slanted down towards the wall in front of me.  It's making me a little dizzy O_OI haven't been well lately.  Most people probably know that ^^;  But I don't know... I'm just not well.  I can't believe it's October.  I'm freaking out a little.  Not a lot, just a little.I need to get back to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/116096499566001690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=116096499566001690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116096499566001690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116096499566001690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-falling.html' title='I&apos;m falling'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-116009971666373770</id><published>2006-10-06T11:25:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:25:16.676+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Sorry if this is double?</title><summary type='text'>1.YOUR PORN STAR NAME(name of first pet + street you live on)Rani Wilkins2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME(grandmother's/father's first name + favorite snack)Yvonne Popcorn3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME(first word you see on your left + favorite restaurant)Flatron Genki4. YOUR SOCIALITE NAME(silliest childhood nickname + first town where you partied)Mercury Adelaide (depending on how you define 'partied' - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/116009971666373770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=116009971666373770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116009971666373770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116009971666373770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/10/sorry-if-this-is-double.html' title='Sorry if this is double?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-116009820985966618</id><published>2006-10-06T11:00:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:00:09.886+09:30</updated><title type='text'>It's frekin' hillarius.</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure why this area automatically has a lint to itself listed...Anyway, I am highly ammused right now for several reasons, most of them to do with me.  So here it is - I'm sick, with the same throat infection my poor love Ri-chan had.  Which is sort of expected, as not only did he have it (and I didn't keep my distance) but my brother also had it, proving my family's usually iron clad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/116009820985966618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=116009820985966618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116009820985966618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/116009820985966618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-frekin-hillarius.html' title='It&apos;s frekin&apos; hillarius.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-115640228241129564</id><published>2006-08-24T16:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-24T16:21:23.886+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Hellzor Z</title><summary type='text'>Demashitaa! Powerpuff Girls ZI have to look that up methinks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/115640228241129564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=115640228241129564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/115640228241129564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/115640228241129564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/08/hellzor-z.html' title='Hellzor Z'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-115511094050647321</id><published>2006-08-09T17:39:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-09T17:39:00.560+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Yep, procrastination is the word!</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I think perhaps, if I had courage, I would stand up and talk back once and a while, argue the point, put out my belief.  Then I think 'well, it's easier this way, and a lot less trouble to just feel sick for being weak for a while rather then feel hurt when people retaliate with the viciousness so characteristic of people'.I should be doing my work ^^;  I have a talk tomorrow, I really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/115511094050647321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=115511094050647321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/115511094050647321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/115511094050647321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/08/yep-procrastination-is-word.html' title='Yep, procrastination is the word!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-115451783282241523</id><published>2006-08-02T20:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-02T20:53:52.880+09:30</updated><title type='text'>It might be time to admit it</title><summary type='text'>It may be time for me to admit I am infact ill right now.  I seem to have a cold.  I'm stuffed up and dry, deaf in one ear and generally seedy feeling ^^;  Yay!Stab facey now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/115451783282241523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=115451783282241523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/115451783282241523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/115451783282241523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-might-be-time-to-admit-it.html' title='It might be time to admit it'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-115390419852413588</id><published>2006-07-26T18:26:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:26:38.590+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Layer quizie</title><summary type='text'>LAYER ONE: ON THE OUTSIDEName: ErinBirth date: 30th August 1984Location: Sth AustEye Color: grey-ish (greeny grey blue.  Kinda like algae)Hair Color: Variable.  It's naturally mousey brown, but it's currently blue-grey, and it will be red.Righty or Lefty: RighteyZodiac Sign: VirgoChinese Zodiac: RattyLAYER TWO: ON THE INSIDE:Your heritage: English mother, WASP australian fatherYour perfect pizza:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/115390419852413588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=115390419852413588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/115390419852413588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/115390419852413588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/07/layer-quizie.html' title='Layer quizie'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-114905797138230398</id><published>2006-05-31T16:16:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:16:11.446+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Today is stupid Day!</title><summary type='text'>Concidering that yesterday was the day I smacked myself out and forgot that I had a presentation, the fact that TODAY is stupid day should say wonders.Today I have overslept, missed my bus, forgotten to check my new laptop case to see if it has the strap still in it (it doesn't), forgotten WHERE to get off the bus, fallen asleep ON the bus and missed my stop.  God damn, I suck.Now - for the comic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/114905797138230398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=114905797138230398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114905797138230398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114905797138230398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-stupid-day.html' title='Today is stupid Day!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-114895117700110116</id><published>2006-05-30T10:36:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:36:17.056+09:30</updated><title type='text'>head hurty</title><summary type='text'>If this day manages to get better, I'll be sure to tell you.  But darlin', it ain't looking good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/114895117700110116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=114895117700110116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114895117700110116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114895117700110116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/05/head-hurty.html' title='head hurty'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-114775668562775560</id><published>2006-05-16T14:48:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-16T14:48:05.686+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Say it with SPAM</title><summary type='text'>Just crazy.I made it all the way here.  To campus, from the city… waited the two hours…But I really can’t be bothered going to the lecture.  I go primarily so that I can get the details on assignments and such-forth, but…No, I really just can’t bring myself to hang around that long for a lecture that isn’t particularly useful to me.  How completely lame is that? I can’t really do much more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/114775668562775560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=114775668562775560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114775668562775560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114775668562775560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/05/say-it-with-spam.html' title='Say it with SPAM'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-114693443695778846</id><published>2006-05-07T02:23:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-07T02:23:57.013+09:30</updated><title type='text'>When You're Done, Will Life Get Back To You?</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, I think that there really must be a time for everything.  Late April to early May has been a kind of drawn out stab at the heart of nostalgia. I've been encountering people and names that I've not encountered for years now.  Well, two to three years in most cases.  No names will be mentioned, of course, but people dear to me from many phases of my life, people I admired that I got the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/114693443695778846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=114693443695778846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114693443695778846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114693443695778846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-youre-done-will-life-get-back-to.html' title='When You&apos;re Done, Will Life Get Back To You?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-114158284426146622</id><published>2006-03-06T03:50:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-03-06T03:50:44.280+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Heaven only knows it's not complete</title><summary type='text'>Who are your main character(s)?:Angel, Bran, Arc, Rain, Raid, Kayain and Rope, I have too many characters, but they’re the most commonly drawn. Who are your oldest character(s)?:Angel and her siblings came first, Bran wasn’t too long afterwards Who are your newest character(s):Either Arc or Raid and his crew, I can’t remember which came last. Who is your strongest character(s)?:Strongest in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/114158284426146622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=114158284426146622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114158284426146622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/114158284426146622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/03/heaven-only-knows-its-not-complete.html' title='Heaven only knows it&apos;s not complete'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-113739663140135119</id><published>2006-01-16T16:57:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-01-16T17:00:31.420+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Dome interesting facts about...</title><summary type='text'>Ten Top Trivia Tips about Washi!  If you cut Washi in half and count the number of seeds inside, you will know how many children you are going to have!Ancient Chinese artists would never paint pictures of Washi.Washi was first grown in America by the grandmother Maria Ann Smith, from whom her name comes!Washi was the first Tsar of Russia.By tradition, a girl standing under Washi cannot refuse to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/113739663140135119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=113739663140135119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113739663140135119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113739663140135119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/01/dome-interesting-facts-about.html' title='Dome interesting facts about...'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-113709352786472757</id><published>2006-01-13T04:48:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-01-13T04:48:47.926+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Washi books</title><summary type='text'>Innocent World:You might as well be a doll!  You have perfectedthe wide-eyed innocence of youth that everyonecan only wish for.  Will you ever grow up? Which Gothic Lolita Fashion House Is For You?! brought to you by QuizillaI will post properly in here someday.  But I've been so strange lately... for months, I think.  On and off, and cycling round, and I think perhaps you don't need to know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/113709352786472757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=113709352786472757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113709352786472757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113709352786472757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2006/01/washi-books.html' title='Washi books'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-113097928446419940</id><published>2005-11-03T10:24:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-11-03T10:45:09.416+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Chakra</title><summary type='text'>The results of my Chakra test (from  here).Root: under-active (-88%) Sacral: under-active (-50%) Navel: under-active (-56%) Heart: open (13%) Throat: open (0%) Third Eye: open (38%) Crown: open (13%)  That's pretty interesting.  All of my base chakra are closed, while my higher chakra (bar my communications chakra, which is only 'Open' in the sense that it isn't closed ^^; ) are open.  I'm a bit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/113097928446419940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=113097928446419940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113097928446419940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113097928446419940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/11/chakra.html' title='Chakra'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-113051722029705771</id><published>2005-10-29T02:03:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-29T02:03:40.350+09:30</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><summary type='text'>This Is My Life, RatedLife: 5.2Mind: 3.8Body: 6.4Spirit: 5Friends/Family: 3.5Love: 6.9Finance: 4.5Take the Rate My Life QuizIt's a pretty sweet life.  No-one can ever find anything wrong with me XP</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/113051722029705771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=113051722029705771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113051722029705771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113051722029705771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-113038351421988924</id><published>2005-10-27T12:55:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-27T12:55:14.283+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Let's face it, it's been everywhere on Deviantart.</title><summary type='text'>I was never tagged, but I thought I might try it anyway.1. My Screen name came from a dream.  If I were a real artist, I would paint that dream, and many of the other places and people I see in my dreams.2. Some of my characters are very precious to me, so I am reluctant to tell people the entirety of their story.  Almost all the characters I draw regularly have completed or near complete </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/113038351421988924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=113038351421988924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113038351421988924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113038351421988924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/10/lets-face-it-its-been-everywhere-on.html' title='Let&apos;s face it, it&apos;s been everywhere on Deviantart.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-113037735144676894</id><published>2005-10-27T11:12:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-27T11:12:31.513+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Tired, Ineffectual Flailing</title><summary type='text'>Dear god my lecturer shits me off.  He got me to come in today just to get my doccumentation off of him.  He didn't actually have to tell me anything about it, but for some reason I had to make the trip to Magill just to get the bloody thing.  He couldn't have just LEFT IT NEXT TO ME or hell even handed it to me while I was working.  No, because I didn't answer when he called my name, I couldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/113037735144676894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=113037735144676894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113037735144676894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113037735144676894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/10/tired-ineffectual-flailing.html' title='Tired, Ineffectual Flailing'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-113030710260013598</id><published>2005-10-26T15:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:41:42.656+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Gross</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to need to wash my hands after touching this keyboard.  Really, really badly.  God I hate barn computers - so very gross.  The 'V' key is covered in what I'm assuming is chocolate.  The 'C' key doesn't like coming up on screen either, so if you see a word with a missing C... that's it.  A's not much better.I need to sleep.  I need to sleep at night.  The whole 8 hours.  Not during </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/113030710260013598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=113030710260013598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113030710260013598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/113030710260013598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/10/gross.html' title='The Gross'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112971177789985710</id><published>2005-10-19T18:19:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-19T18:19:38.120+09:30</updated><title type='text'>SUCCESS!!</title><summary type='text'>:: does the happy triangle dance ::It's amazing what will cause rejoycing when you're doing a coding project.  Right now, I'm about ready to dance for joy because I made a TRIANGLE APPEAR ON THE SCREEN!!!  Okay, my tutor did it by adding a lot of stars to my code (apparently it was star deficient).I just felt like celebrating.On a side note, I have four magnets attatched to my body.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112971177789985710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112971177789985710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112971177789985710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112971177789985710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/10/success.html' title='SUCCESS!!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112917938447191275</id><published>2005-10-13T14:26:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:26:24.520+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Moron Speaks Again!</title><summary type='text'>Dear lord I am an idiot -_-I come in here early only to discover that half the computers are having some early morning problems with the UNINET server.  K, that's bad, but it happens.  And I'm also out of internet quota.  K, more bad, means I can't look up Prolog stuff, try to find some better examples of this GOD DAMN ASSIGMNET QUESTIONS!!  I'm sorry people, but I'm not so good at working </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112917938447191275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112917938447191275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112917938447191275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112917938447191275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/10/moron-speaks-again.html' title='The Moron Speaks Again!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112749181216474917</id><published>2005-09-24T01:40:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-09-24T01:40:12.206+09:30</updated><title type='text'>More Quizing</title><summary type='text'>Your Life: The Movie by mintyduckWho will play you:John C. ReillyWho will play your love interest:Johnny DeppWeeks you will stay in the box office:25Song that will play during your love scene:Massive Attack - TeardropSong that will play during your death:Johnny Cash - HurtYour name:Quiz created with MemeGen!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112749181216474917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112749181216474917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112749181216474917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112749181216474917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-quizing.html' title='More Quizing'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112684297838164191</id><published>2005-09-16T13:26:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-09-16T13:26:18.436+09:30</updated><title type='text'>More quizzes.</title><summary type='text'>Seven things that scare you:1. Spiders2. You3. Me4. Outside5. People6. Firends7. HarmSeven things you like the most:1. Bramwel2. Bran and Sigil3. Internets4. Drawing5. Sleeping6. Having only just enough to do7. The period of working on a project before it becomes stupid.Seven important things in your room:1. Markers2. Pencils3. Bramwel4. Clothes5. Shoes6. Cloth7. Bed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112684297838164191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112684297838164191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112684297838164191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112684297838164191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-quizzes.html' title='More quizzes.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112667080880441026</id><published>2005-09-14T13:36:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-09-14T13:36:48.843+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Testes againses</title><summary type='text'>the Wit(57% dark, 34% spontaneous, 26% vulgar) your humor style:CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARKYou like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most other things found in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112667080880441026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112667080880441026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112667080880441026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112667080880441026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/09/testes-againses.html' title='Testes againses'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112657164119772778</id><published>2005-09-13T10:04:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-09-13T13:02:03.203+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm feeling procrastinatalicious</title><summary type='text'>((yoinked from Kichigai))First, write down the names of 12 characters. Then read and answer the questions. You can't look at the questions (or click on the cut) until you write down the 12 characters you're going to use.(Seriously just open notepad and write it down or someting asap if you wanna do this one too.)I personally am going to try this with a bunch of random characters and a bunch of my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112657164119772778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112657164119772778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112657164119772778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112657164119772778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/09/because-im-feeling-procrastinataliciou.html' title='Because I&apos;m feeling procrastinatalicious'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112649539163550620</id><published>2005-09-12T12:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-09-12T12:53:14.130+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I know I say this alot...</title><summary type='text'>But for heaven's sake, won't SOMEONE put me out of my misery already?  It's gotten to the point where I can't remember all the things I have to do.  My head is all over the frekin shop.  I can't do the things I DO remember to do correctly because I forget how, or I never learnt, I keep falling alseap, I simply cannot do ANYTHING right any more.  I forget deadlines, events I've planned, people I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112649539163550620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112649539163550620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112649539163550620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112649539163550620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-know-i-say-this-alot.html' title='I know I say this alot...'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112475554349287105</id><published>2005-08-23T09:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:35:43.536+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Again?</title><summary type='text'>Again.I have the way everything vibrates.  The whole world humms through me, and it's freking uncomfortable.  Traffic is the worst offender, but it seems the whole bloody world is being shaken to pieces.  It makes my stomach feel strange to have my entire body vibrating god damnit.  I hate it.I should get back to drawing.  I have ideas.  I lack skill.Stupid pain.I'm done whinging.  Too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112475554349287105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112475554349287105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112475554349287105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112475554349287105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/08/again.html' title='Again?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112424563131325774</id><published>2005-08-17T11:57:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-08-17T11:57:11.360+09:30</updated><title type='text'>It's clear now</title><summary type='text'>I hate myself.  I must - why else would I choose to function on wednesdays on four hours of sleep?  I just slept through another lecture, and damnit!  I was trying so hard to pay attention -_-But to get to sleep earlier, I would have to be willing to forgo the after-game thing.  And even then I'd get home 10:30 or so, and get to sleep at 12 more then likely.  That's still only 6 hours.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112424563131325774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112424563131325774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112424563131325774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112424563131325774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-clear-now.html' title='It&apos;s clear now'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112377076909903698</id><published>2005-08-12T00:02:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-08-12T00:02:49.156+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Because I am...</title><summary type='text'>You are Brigitte BardotNaurally sensual and beautifulYou're an exotic beauty who turns heads everywhereYou've got a look that's one of a kindWhat Famous Pinup Are You? Take This Quiz :-)     61,690 descendants - you're more genetically fit than 38% of the current population -     61,690.Not bad. You're no Mongol warlord, but to have that many copies of yourgenetic code running </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112377076909903698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112377076909903698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112377076909903698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112377076909903698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/08/because-i-am.html' title='Because I am...'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112355488349774437</id><published>2005-08-09T12:04:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-08-09T12:04:43.546+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating any?</title><summary type='text'>I don't normally do this, but I'm currently being somewhat ammused by the adventures of 'Undefeated Jade Cricket of the Elder Land' and Reed.  Why yes, it IS based on Exalted.  HOW did you guess? ;pExalted: The Freedom Stone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112355488349774437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112355488349774437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112355488349774437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112355488349774437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/08/procrastinating-any.html' title='Procrastinating any?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112294185591711362</id><published>2005-08-02T09:47:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-08-02T09:47:35.993+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><summary type='text'>I'm not here.  I have no idea where I am, but I'm not here.  Silly puppy stayed up too late, and the took ages to get to sleep.  Silly puppy got very little sleep.  Feel more sorry for my mum, however, since she arrived home from work just before I left.  But I also missed Megaman this morning due to the Some Kind of Monster DVD being played again.  It seems I just keep seeing that bloody DVD -__</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112294185591711362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112294185591711362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112294185591711362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112294185591711362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/08/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112243193091119081</id><published>2005-07-27T12:08:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-07-27T12:08:51.013+09:30</updated><title type='text'>In brief</title><summary type='text'>My stupidity knows no bounds.  Iknow there was SOMETHING I was gonna say here... but what it was... I coldn't tell you.  I need to work.  There are a lot of things to do, and I think I may be very busy this semester.  Two very practical subjects so far, one that's a blend and one I've not scoped out yet.  It will be an awful lot of work.  But I will also have to work more on by drawing - stop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112243193091119081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112243193091119081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112243193091119081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112243193091119081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-brief.html' title='In brief'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112226943641580548</id><published>2005-07-25T15:00:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-07-25T15:00:36.456+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Torment - right before the end</title><summary type='text'>I gotta get to lectures.  BLAH!!!This morning she had fried eggs, yokes runny, and fried potato.  The room was clean, and her meagre possessions had been placed in bags with names.  Her diary had been wrapped in brown paper and left with an attached note at the temple for her son.Her son… Those words still sent a thrill of joy through her.  She had never thought she would be able to think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112226943641580548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112226943641580548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112226943641580548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112226943641580548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/07/torment-right-before-end.html' title='Torment - right before the end'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112113888313573104</id><published>2005-07-12T12:58:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-07-12T12:58:03.136+09:30</updated><title type='text'>And just because it ammused me - www.behindthename.com</title><summary type='text'>BRAN  (1)Gender: MasculineUsage: Irish, Irish MythologyPronounced: BRAN   Means "raven" in Irish. In Irish legend Bran was a mariner who was involved in several adventures.BRAN (2)Gender: MasculineUsage: Welsh, Welsh MythologyPronounced: BRAN Means "raven" in Welsh. In Welsh legend Bran the Blessed (called also Bendigeid Vran) was the son of the god Llyr. Later Welsh legends describe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112113888313573104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112113888313573104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112113888313573104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112113888313573104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-just-because-it-ammused-me.html' title='And just because it ammused me - www.behindthename.com'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112113835251755683</id><published>2005-07-12T12:49:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-07-12T12:49:12.563+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Just because.</title><summary type='text'>I was asked a bit about Bran today.  For the hell of it, I figured I'd get some quizz-based information on him.  So behold and enjoy.(Gacked from Liadan)1. Your NameI'm known as Bran. 2. Your age… why, how old are you?3. Describe yourselfI swear, I'm probably not as young as I look… seriously.  Um… Red hair, green eyes… no freckles.4. Describe your mate (if applicable)I'm single </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112113835251755683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112113835251755683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112113835251755683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112113835251755683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-because.html' title='Just because.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112079542598205394</id><published>2005-07-08T13:33:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-07-08T13:33:46.036+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Sting Of Grease</title><summary type='text'>Everything I touch turns to shit.  Everything. My face stings from the sewing machine grease.Theres not much else to say.  Words cannot express the depths to which I despise myself and the world around me right now.  Although the feeling is strangely placid.  I think I've broken into the peaceful realms of 'I haven't eaten and I don't care any more'.  Stupid puppies don't get good things.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112079542598205394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112079542598205394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112079542598205394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112079542598205394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/07/sting-of-grease.html' title='The Sting Of Grease'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112074849742558511</id><published>2005-07-08T00:31:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-07-08T00:31:37.473+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Slangfile</title><summary type='text'>Your Slanguage ProfileAussie Slang: 75%British Slang: 75%Canadian Slang: 50%Prison Slang: 50%New England Slang: 25%Victorian Slang: 25%Southern Slang: 0%What Slanguage Do You Speak?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112074849742558511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112074849742558511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112074849742558511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112074849742558511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/07/slangfile.html' title='Slangfile'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112054179951746502</id><published>2005-07-05T15:06:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-07-05T15:06:39.523+09:30</updated><title type='text'>This gap is both irritating and annoying.</title><summary type='text'>Just so you know.  I'mma see if I can fix, ja?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112054179951746502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112054179951746502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112054179951746502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112054179951746502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-gap-is-both-irritating-and.html' title='This gap is both irritating and annoying.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112054110827631668</id><published>2005-07-05T14:55:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-07-05T14:55:10.476+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Ze bird, she speaks!</title><summary type='text'>I have no idea why there's such a large gap in the previous post O_O  Okay, very basic update.  I ned to do some serious sewing over the next week.  I come back here thursday, so I intend to spend thursday night, friday day and the weekend sewing my skinny white arse off.  Silly puppy am I.Also, put in my oder for Too and Bee-a.  Too is the one I want spcifically (He's Bran.  Took a Selkie to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112054110827631668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112054110827631668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112054110827631668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112054110827631668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/07/ze-bird-she-speaks.html' title='Ze bird, she speaks!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-112049051775057408</id><published>2005-07-05T00:45:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-07-05T00:51:57.756+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Washi Wants...</title><summary type='text'>-to go to sleep, and sleep peacefully -to draw more -to produce some comic pages -to finish her costume -to do  well at Uni -to be better with people -to be happy-to be confident-to be able to be unafraid-to be a better person-to be a better friend-to stop being so stupidand so on and such forth.Bran was ordered yesterday.  Now I just wait.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/112049051775057408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=112049051775057408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112049051775057408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/112049051775057408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/07/washi-wants.html' title='Washi Wants...'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111864038282877640</id><published>2005-06-13T14:56:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-06-13T14:56:22.833+09:30</updated><title type='text'>... what?</title><summary type='text'>Which Extremity of the World Are You?From the towering colossi at Rum and Monkey.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111864038282877640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111864038282877640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111864038282877640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111864038282877640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/06/what.html' title='... what?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111863993474006216</id><published>2005-06-13T14:48:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-06-13T14:48:54.746+09:30</updated><title type='text'>My name is...</title><summary type='text'>Erin:My name is You have Bisexual fantasies about your best friend.Take WHAT YOUR NAME MEANS today!Created with Rum and Monkey's Name Generator Generator.Washi:My name is your twats name is now officially ruphus. As for you it is Santa.You should know why, your so fucking fat you get stuck in more than chimneys..Take WHAT YOUR NAME MEANS today!Created with Rum and Monkey's Name Generator </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111863993474006216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111863993474006216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111863993474006216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111863993474006216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-name-is.html' title='My name is...'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111863898562012862</id><published>2005-06-13T14:33:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-06-13T14:33:05.666+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I wonder...</title><summary type='text'> You scored as Rogue. Rogue is a strong but tragic personality.  She loves Gambit.  Because of her mutant powers, she cannot touch anyone without hurting them.  Therefore, she longs for human contact.  However, this southern gal's strong personality has allowed her to deal with this.  Powers: Absorbs lifeforce and powers by touch, Super strength, and flightRogue65%Jean Grey60%Storm55%</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111863898562012862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111863898562012862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111863898562012862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111863898562012862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/06/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title='Sometimes I wonder...'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111811761986792511</id><published>2005-06-07T13:43:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-06-07T13:43:39.920+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I Think I Should... EXPLODE!</title><summary type='text'>The Basics- The simple stuff about you.Name: Erin McGregor.  Washi.Any comments on said name?: I have no middle name.  Mum hates hers, so I didn't get one.  Why not?  Do you know what a disadvantage I was at while playing poison letter?  It's no fun when you can't get anywhere near the bloody caller.Would you ever change it?: To what?  Everything else is worse.  I like my last name quite a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111811761986792511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111811761986792511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111811761986792511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111811761986792511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-think-i-should-explode.html' title='I Think I Should... EXPLODE!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111745938616307541</id><published>2005-05-30T22:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:53:06.216+09:30</updated><title type='text'>It's official - the world hates me.</title><summary type='text'>You Are The Key Character"It's what I was meant to do."You are the true enigma. No one knows much about you, you do not understand much of yourself, and your life seems to carry no purpose. Yet regardless of everything around you - everyone knows that you are here for some reason, even if no one yet knows what that is. Things seem to simply fall into place for you. Almost as though some force is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111745938616307541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111745938616307541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111745938616307541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111745938616307541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-official-world-hates-me.html' title='It&apos;s official - the world hates me.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111718579360702300</id><published>2005-05-27T18:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-27T18:53:13.660+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Oh Poot.</title><summary type='text'>Damnit!  The best explanation I've heard yet for what's up with me, and it doesn't seem likely -_-  When I went into emergency, they theorised that my heart issues may be the result of a malfunctioning thyroid, which would have also explained why I was so thin and why I get so cold.  Alas, the reason I'm thin and cold still appears to be a basic lack of flesh rather then something that can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111718579360702300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111718579360702300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111718579360702300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111718579360702300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-poot.html' title='Oh Poot.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111707808914585663</id><published>2005-05-26T12:58:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-26T12:58:09.210+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Now...</title><summary type='text'>I've decided I hate having blood taken.  I hate the turbulence feeling.  I hate the way my arm aches right now, the day after I had it done.  I hate that I don't bleed very well, so it takes ages.I hate having blood taken.On the bright side, I might know what's wrong with me by Friday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111707808914585663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111707808914585663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111707808914585663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111707808914585663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/now.html' title='Now...'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111690419811148219</id><published>2005-05-24T12:39:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-24T12:39:58.170+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Personal Rant</title><summary type='text'>I feel weak, light headed, shaky, sick.  I feel like my gut is on fire.  I can't type, I can't see right, I feel lethargic and out of controll all at the same time, like my limbs don't understand what I'm asking them to do.  This would mean that NOONE understands what 'm asking them to do.Please, I just want to go home.Welcome to Tuesday, Washi.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111690419811148219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111690419811148219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111690419811148219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111690419811148219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/tiny-personal-rant.html' title='Tiny Personal Rant'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111669664121373476</id><published>2005-05-22T02:58:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-22T03:00:41.226+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Time for Washi to Crap On and Be Obscure (tm)</title><summary type='text'>They did this every day.  Raid would come down to the river just after noon, and she would be waiting, and he would sing.  And Sion would sit here and watch, every day.  It wasn’t exactly a chore – until recently, the reason for his existence had mostly been to sit perfectly still and look pretty, like some life-sized shell doll.  At least here there was something to watch, and Raid seemed to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111669664121373476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111669664121373476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111669664121373476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111669664121373476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/time-for-washi-to-crap-on-and-be.html' title='Time for Washi to Crap On and Be Obscure (tm)'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111664746080650326</id><published>2005-05-21T13:08:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-21T13:21:00.830+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Gacked from Dani.  Go Dani Dani Dani!!</title><summary type='text'>1. What is your name?Erin 2. What color underwear are you wearing  now?White 3. What are you listening to right now?San Reemo Song Festival 4. What are the last 2 digits of your  phone number?96 5. What was the last thing you ate?Toast and LCM 6. If you were a crayon what color  would you be?Dark metalic purple 7. How is the weather right now?Too cold, but tempered by the tiny heater. 8. Who was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111664746080650326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111664746080650326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111664746080650326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111664746080650326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/gacked-from-dani-go-dani-dani-dani.html' title='Gacked from Dani.  Go Dani Dani Dani!!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111631928965584835</id><published>2005-05-17T18:11:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:11:29.716+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm hungry</title><summary type='text'>Everything is humming.  I can feel the vibrations through my arms and legs.  Through my ribs.  My ribs hurt if I move.  They don't like it much.I can't breathe very well here.  My posture isn't helping.  There's nothing below my lungs to hold them up.My hands really are so very small.I hate w.  I hate people.  I hate at least half of the people in this class.  I hate voices - they irritate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111631928965584835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111631928965584835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111631928965584835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111631928965584835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-hungry.html' title='I&apos;m hungry'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111629772172955601</id><published>2005-05-17T12:12:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-17T12:12:01.790+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Pain Doesn't Hurt Anymore</title><summary type='text'>"Why are you here?  Where have you been!?" Raid asked, a mix of excitement and anger creeping into his voice."I was home, in the sea where I was born." His father replied, leaning back against the smooth bark of the tree behind him.  he blended into the surrounding dusk like it had been a part of him all his life.  "I am a wanderer, boy.  I move with the ocean's tide."There was a pause before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111629772172955601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111629772172955601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111629772172955601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111629772172955601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/pain-doesnt-hurt-anymore.html' title='Pain Doesn&apos;t Hurt Anymore'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111579007106657006</id><published>2005-05-11T15:11:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-11T15:11:11.413+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Am I evil?</title><summary type='text'>How evil are you?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111579007106657006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111579007106657006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111579007106657006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111579007106657006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/am-i-evil.html' title='Am I evil?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111569687542343192</id><published>2005-05-10T13:17:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-10T13:17:55.600+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Believe in Darkness</title><summary type='text'>The 'Last' Quizz:Last dream :: Last dream I remember anything of was kind of embarrasing (not in a sexy kinda way, ina 'dear lord I'm lame' kinda way) - I dreamed I had a bran doll -_-Last nightmare :: Don't remember much about it, but I was hurt and kinda scared because no-one was acnowledging my existence, and everyone was moving around downstairs and everything was white.Car ride :: Sunday</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111569687542343192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111569687542343192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111569687542343192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111569687542343192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-believe-in-darkness.html' title='I Don&apos;t Believe in Darkness'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111568851257037710</id><published>2005-05-10T10:58:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-10T10:58:32.763+09:30</updated><title type='text'>It's me, isn't it?</title><summary type='text'>It's completely my own fault.  I'm just not making myself clear, am I?  I'm not sitting down and saying 'Alright people, this is what we're doing now', I'm asking them for their input.  But no, that isn't what I shouod be doing, nor should I at any stage assume that they can magically know what it is I want them to do.  I cannot rely on them to know that, I have to force feed them exactly what I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111568851257037710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111568851257037710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111568851257037710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111568851257037710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-me-isnt-it.html' title='It&apos;s me, isn&apos;t it?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111531168288246424</id><published>2005-05-06T02:15:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-06T02:18:02.950+09:30</updated><title type='text'>500 questions</title><summary type='text'>001. What is your name? Erin McGregor002. Spell your name backwards: rogerGcM Nire. It wants to be rivergum!003. Date of birth: 30-08-1984004. Male or female? Yes005. Astrological sign: Virgo006. Nickname: Washi.007. Occupation: Studente   008. Height: 170cm009. Weight: 53 kg   010. Hair color: Mixed. Naturally mousy brown011. Eye color: mostly grey, bit green and a bit blue.012. Where were you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111531168288246424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111531168288246424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111531168288246424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111531168288246424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/500-questions.html' title='500 questions'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111509709754555914</id><published>2005-05-03T14:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-03T14:41:37.546+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Take That, Palmer!</title><summary type='text'> You scored as Loner. Loner81%Drama nerd69%Geek56%Goth44%Ghetto gangsta31%Punk/Rebel19%Stoner13%Prep/Jock/Cheerleader0%What's Your High School Stereotype?created with QuizFarm.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111509709754555914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111509709754555914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111509709754555914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111509709754555914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/take-that-palmer.html' title='Take That, Palmer!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111500416993875388</id><published>2005-05-02T12:52:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:52:49.936+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Visions of Cornstalks</title><summary type='text'>It just hit me how much I have to do this week.  I don't have a lot of time, and I have to get at least these two assignments done.Today I will work more on my Game shell, and I will work on my CI assignment and try to find the errors.Tomorrow I will have no time to do anything much, so I will work more on my Game shell and, if I get the content off of my home computer tonight, I'll start </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111500416993875388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111500416993875388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111500416993875388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111500416993875388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/05/visions-of-cornstalks.html' title='Visions of Cornstalks'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111461235073844770</id><published>2005-04-28T00:02:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:02:30.740+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Rock on Nobils</title><summary type='text'>N...NitrogenYou scored 27 Mass, 42 Electronegativity, 51 Metal, and 0 Radioactivity! Sweet! You're quirky and non-confrontational... but you are also highly dynamic in relationships. You're kinda that "anything to anyone" type, but you don't demand that people love you for it. You very much do you own thing... and probably by extention you're the only one who can do the things you do. You're</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111461235073844770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111461235073844770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111461235073844770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111461235073844770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/rock-on-nobils.html' title='Rock on Nobils'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111461121594459812</id><published>2005-04-27T23:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-27T23:43:52.283+09:30</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;D me baby</title><summary type='text'>I Am A: Neutral Good Halfling Ranger BardAlignment:Neutral Good characters believe in the power of good above all else. They will work to make the world a better place, and will do whatever is necessary to bring that about, whether it goes for or against whatever is considered 'normal'.Race:Halflings are short and fat, like minuature people. (Think 'Hobbits') They enjoy the easy life, but aren't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111461121594459812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111461121594459812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111461121594459812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111461121594459812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/dd-me-baby.html' title='D&amp;D me baby'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111449388704654894</id><published>2005-04-26T15:08:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-26T15:08:07.046+09:30</updated><title type='text'>One Thing</title><summary type='text'>Before I go, I would like to again state, for the reccord, how much I dislike people right now.  I'm sure you're all very nice, just stay the hell away from me.I blame the oppresive computer pool atmosphere.I'm hungry -_-I should go get some pencil and paper work done - try to work out a schedule.  I didn't get that much done today - I should come in Early on monday and try to get all the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111449388704654894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111449388704654894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111449388704654894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111449388704654894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-thing.html' title='One Thing'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111447808710594394</id><published>2005-04-26T10:44:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-26T10:44:47.106+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I Hate People</title><summary type='text'>Hate hate hate hate hate.  People suck, and the sole reason for wveryone else to exist, it seems right now, is to stress me out like there's no tomorrow.I hate working in groups.  I find it really very objectionable.  Now, why is this?  Because People can't be trusted.  The only person I can guarantee will do the work is me.  That's not even getting into my own admittedly highly controlling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111447808710594394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111447808710594394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111447808710594394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111447808710594394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-people.html' title='I Hate People'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111387909340806257</id><published>2005-04-19T12:02:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-19T12:21:33.410+09:30</updated><title type='text'>COUNTDOWN!</title><summary type='text'>10 things in your bag - Wallet - Sunglasses - Walkman - Headphones - Lipgloss - Perfum - Bus Timetables - Old doccuments - The front end of a ring - Safety pins 9 things you really want right now - Food - Coke - To continue on my Yuri picture. - Music - Nightwish on CD - Hug - Ri-Chan - To be able to stay here tonight - Working, fully functional brain. 8 of your favourite foods - Hot Chips - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111387909340806257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111387909340806257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111387909340806257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111387909340806257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/countdown.html' title='COUNTDOWN!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111370508609518091</id><published>2005-04-17T11:26:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-17T12:01:26.096+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Nothing New Here, Move Along Folks.</title><summary type='text'>I should really concider posting here when everything is peachy keen, rather then waiting until I feel like carp onna stick O_O  But I'm okay at the moment.  I just had a moment where it turnes out that something I thought I'd done wrong I had actually done right.  So not in too bad a mood really.  Was messed up yesterday for no clear apparent reason short of my own stupidity and psychosis.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111370508609518091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111370508609518091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111370508609518091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111370508609518091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/nothing-new-here-move-along-folks.html' title='Nothing New Here, Move Along Folks.'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111318475503289224</id><published>2005-04-11T11:29:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:29:15.033+09:30</updated><title type='text'>There's Death in those Eyes</title><summary type='text'>I fucked up.  I fucked up really badly, to a level beyond which I normally manage.  Bad enough that I don't think I've ever messed anything up quite this bad before.  If there was a god, he'd have sent someone to shoot me by now.  The fact that he hasn't I concider to be proof of his non-existence.I want to go home and die peacefully.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111318475503289224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111318475503289224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111318475503289224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111318475503289224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/theres-death-in-those-eyes.html' title='There&apos;s Death in those Eyes'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111311935122640386</id><published>2005-04-10T17:19:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-10T17:19:11.226+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Testing, testing, 2, 2</title><summary type='text'>What Does Your Inner Child Look Like? by KeeraUsernameAstorlogical SignAgeHair ColorEye ColorWhat you inner child looks likeWhat she likes to do the mostSleepQuiz created with MemeGen!Eeep!  I'm so cute ^_^1. YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (Name of first pet / Street you live on): Rani Lavinia  (Who in their right mind hires Rani Lavinia?)2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (Name of your favorite snack food / </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111311935122640386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111311935122640386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111311935122640386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111311935122640386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/testing-testing-2-2.html' title='Testing, testing, 2, 2'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111306704870489704</id><published>2005-04-10T02:47:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-10T02:47:28.706+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Some of the coolest lyrics ever:</title><summary type='text'>LAZYBOYUnderwear Goes Inside The Pants Why is marijuana not legal? Why is marijuana not legal? It's a natural plant that grows in the dirt. Do you know what's not natural?80 year old dudes with hard-ons. That's not natural.But we got pills for that.We're dedicating all our medical resources to keeping the old guys erect,but we're putting people in jail for something that grows in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111306704870489704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111306704870489704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111306704870489704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111306704870489704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/some-of-coolest-lyrics-ever.html' title='Some of the coolest lyrics ever:'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111303817476291613</id><published>2005-04-09T18:45:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-09T18:46:22.043+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Gamerz goo</title><summary type='text'>You scored as Comedy Gamer. You like games to be funny. If you arn't able to tell jokes and have a laugh during the game, what is the point? You'll like: Red Dwarf, Toon, HOL and ParanoiaComedy Gamer80%Cyberpunk Gamer60%Horror Gamer55%Fantasy Gamer35%Beer &amp; Prezels Gamer35%What sort of Gamer are you?created with QuizFarm.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111303817476291613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111303817476291613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111303817476291613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111303817476291613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/gamerz-goo.html' title='Gamerz goo'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111254190332932574</id><published>2005-04-04T00:50:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-04T00:55:03.330+09:30</updated><title type='text'>And More!</title><summary type='text'> What Famous Leader Are You?personality tests by similarminds.comI'm Gandhi!  Go me ^_^ What Classic Movie Are You?personality tests by similarminds.comAnd now my brain go splode!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111254190332932574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111254190332932574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111254190332932574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111254190332932574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/and-more.html' title='And More!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111254128526089331</id><published>2005-04-04T00:09:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-04T00:50:06.186+09:30</updated><title type='text'>More Online Test Goo?</title><summary type='text'>Eysenck's Test ResultsExtraversion (33%) moderately low which suggests you are reclusive, quiet, unassertive, and private.Neuroticism (77%) high which suggests you are very worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious.Psychoticism (45%) medium medium which suggests you are moderately self interested, willful, and difficult, while still respecting the well being of others.Take Eysenck Personality </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111254128526089331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111254128526089331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111254128526089331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111254128526089331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/more-online-test-goo.html' title='More Online Test Goo?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111231964823206532</id><published>2005-04-01T11:10:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-01T11:10:48.233+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An addition to the below:the 'snapshot' of my personality.  I think I'm just tired.introverted, irritable, feels invisible, observer, depressed, does not enjoy leadership, reveals little about self, dislikes large parties, feels undesirable, does not like to stand out, submissive, suspicious, emotionally sensitive, not a thrill seeker, solitude loving, likes silence, fragile, second guesses </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111231964823206532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111231964823206532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111231964823206532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111231964823206532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/addition-to-below-snapshot-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111231949095207390</id><published>2005-04-01T11:08:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-01T11:08:10.953+09:30</updated><title type='text'>intriguing?</title><summary type='text'>    Advanced Global Personality Test Results     Extraversion |||||||||| 33%   Stability |||||||||| 33%   Orderliness |||||||||||| 46%   Empathy |||||||||||||| 56%   Interdependence |||||| 23%   Intellectual |||||||||||||||| 70%   Mystical |||||||||||| 43%   Artistic |||||||||||||||||||| 83%   Religious |||| 16%   Hedonism |||||||||||| 43%   Materialism |||||| 23%   Narcissism |||||||||||| 43%   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111231949095207390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111231949095207390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111231949095207390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111231949095207390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/intriguing.html' title='intriguing?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111231870918480644</id><published>2005-04-01T10:55:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-04-03T10:07:35.320+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Ready to Fly?</title><summary type='text'>I'm a leetle bit out of it methinks O_O Currently waiting for the CD to format so I can add my stuff so I can submit it. This would be a lot easier if I actually trusted the other people in my group to do the work -_-I'm gonna be deaded by three.Anyway, moving on.A week before my mid-semester break. I have two weeks, three projects and at least 2 assignments I want to try to fit in there. Wish me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111231870918480644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111231870918480644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111231870918480644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111231870918480644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/04/ready-to-fly.html' title='Ready to Fly?'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111201989103562689</id><published>2005-03-28T23:32:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-03-28T23:54:51.053+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I Have The Feeling I Should... Implode!</title><summary type='text'>I wonder if I can convince Nu to use this as her signature - "All life begins with Nu and ends with Nu... This is the truth! This is my belief. At least for now..." - it's a line from Chrono Trigger.It occurs to me that it's been forever and a day since I've actually sat down at this little blogging board and seriously put forwards any of my ideas.  Mostly these days I just bitch.  It occurs to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111201989103562689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111201989103562689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111201989103562689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111201989103562689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-have-feeling-i-should-implode.html' title='I Have The Feeling I Should... Implode!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111189743000124100</id><published>2005-03-27T13:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-03-27T13:53:50.003+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Abso-Fuckin'-Lute-Lee</title><summary type='text'>Which Naruto Character are You?Test by http://www.naruto-kun.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111189743000124100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111189743000124100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111189743000124100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111189743000124100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/03/abso-fuckin-lute-lee.html' title='Abso-Fuckin&apos;-Lute-Lee'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111162714332319252</id><published>2005-03-24T10:49:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-03-24T10:49:03.323+09:30</updated><title type='text'>And another one!</title><summary type='text'>I should go do work ^_^;;  Ah well, one more.THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:1. Erin2. Washi3. The WashiTHREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:1. Washi2. WashiPuppy3. e_gal_chikTHREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:1. My Stomach.  It's got ink on it ^_^2. My purple hair.3. My... um... my... ... JUMPER!  By brown fuzzy jumper ^_^  Okay, I like my eyes.THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:1. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111162714332319252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111162714332319252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111162714332319252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111162714332319252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-another-one.html' title='And another one!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</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-3082281.post-111162584292654934</id><published>2005-03-24T10:27:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-03-24T10:27:22.926+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Let's begin the Killing Time!</title><summary type='text'>I like green.1) Using band names, spell out your name. Electric Light Orchestra! (come on, who was expecting Evanesence?)RamsteinIncubusNightwish2) Have you ever had a song written about you? Only to tease me with.  And it sucked.3) What song makes you cry? A lot of them, but I can't think of just one off the top of my head O_O4)what song makes you happy? Waltzin' Black by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/feeds/111162584292654934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3082281&amp;postID=111162584292654934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111162584292654934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3082281/posts/default/111162584292654934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washi.blogspot.com/2005/03/lets-begin-killing-time.html' title='Let&apos;s begin the Killing Time!'/><author><name>Washi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248650241392918747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
