<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165</id><updated>2024-10-02T12:00:15.295+03:00</updated><category term="fun"/><category term="opinion"/><category term="jokes"/><category term="psycology"/><category term="advice"/><category term="stupid"/><category term="relationship"/><category term="friends"/><category term="gaming"/><category term="internet"/><category term="fashion"/><category term="sex"/><category term="video"/><category term="addiction"/><category term="blonde"/><category term="book"/><category term="dating"/><category term="drugs"/><category term="feminist"/><category term="film"/><category term="hair"/><category term="kiss"/><category term="news"/><category term="personal"/><category term="poem"/><category term="sleepingpills"/><category term="smoking"/><category term="sms"/><category term="song"/><category term="tragedy"/><title type="text">Angy</title><subtitle type="html">screw the world</subtitle><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default?redirect=false" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><link href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" rel="hub"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false" rel="next" type="application/atom+xml"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><generator uri="http://www.blogger.com" version="7.00">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-6441475186383865276</id><published>2008-07-02T00:37:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:38:15.094+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stupid"/><title type="text">surprise package</title><summary type="text">A man was drinking in a bar when he noticed this beautiful young lady sitting next to him. "Hello there," says the man, "and what is your name?""Hello," giggles the woman, "I'm Stacey. What's yours?""I'm Jim.""Jim, do you want to come over to my house tonight? I mean, right now??""Sure!" replies Jim, "Let's go!"So Stacey takes Jim to her house and takes him to her room. Jim sits down on the bed </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/6441475186383865276/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/6441475186383865276?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/6441475186383865276" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/6441475186383865276" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/07/surprise-package.html" rel="alternate" title="surprise package" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-5273138491183886809</id><published>2008-06-25T15:20:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:10:59.733+04:00</updated><title type="text">random stuff</title><summary type="text">After a long boring day i decided to surf some of the "spiritual" stuff . Was just reading some random stuff about different religions, until I stumbled upon some lectures of a Indian monk given in 1893 in Chicago, what they claim to have been a world religion conference. It was quite impressive, indeed. I shall quote few of what I read and comment. Tolerate me. I’m a bit too bored. :)  The sun </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/5273138491183886809/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/5273138491183886809?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5273138491183886809" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5273138491183886809" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-stuff.html" rel="alternate" title="random stuff" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-7309889226829010166</id><published>2008-06-25T01:27:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:28:09.933+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psycology"/><title type="text">emotions</title><summary type="text">In life we are taught a great many things, but for some reason we do not learn much about emotions! For most of us our emotions are something of a mystery. We know that we have them but have little idea where they come from or how we can experience them more positively.A useful model developed, by psychologist Dr C. Spezzano, allows us to become more self-aware and to better understand our </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/7309889226829010166/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/7309889226829010166?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/7309889226829010166" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/7309889226829010166" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/06/emotions.html" rel="alternate" title="emotions" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-6472118578375223123</id><published>2008-06-13T13:05:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:09:53.050+04:00</updated><title type="text">How to be a good mate</title><summary type="text">Like any relationship you need to put effort in to keep a friendship going. Follow TheSite's ten top tips to keeping your mates and you'll never be lonely again:Like yourself: How can others be expected to like you if you don't like yourself? It's no fun hanging out with miserable sods. Repeat the mantra - bah forget it.Choose well: Don't overstretch yourself, while it's great to have loads of </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/6472118578375223123/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/6472118578375223123?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/6472118578375223123" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/6472118578375223123" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-be-good-mate-like-any.html" rel="alternate" title="How to be a good mate" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-5795904637238681510</id><published>2008-06-12T23:05:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:30:35.408+04:00</updated><title type="text">some songs</title><summary type="text"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/5795904637238681510/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/5795904637238681510?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5795904637238681510" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5795904637238681510" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html" rel="alternate" title="some songs" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-6193779898253655844</id><published>2008-06-12T15:39:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:42:44.605+04:00</updated><title type="text">meaning of life</title><summary type="text"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/6193779898253655844/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/6193779898253655844?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/6193779898253655844" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/6193779898253655844" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/06/imghttpwww.html" rel="alternate" title="meaning of life" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-5664568452409431549</id><published>2008-05-31T09:44:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:50:00.364+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><title type="text">friends.</title><summary type="text">Incident number 1 :  A guy didn't come home at night. He reached home at the morning. The wife was worried. She asked him where was he the whole night.He told her he was with his friend (guy).she called the friend to verify. The friend told her "of course he was with me whole night. we are now playing chess and drinking beer"Incident number 2 :  A girl didn't come home at night.she reached home </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/5664568452409431549/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/5664568452409431549?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5664568452409431549" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5664568452409431549" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/friends.html" rel="alternate" title="friends." type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-3352621299699852463</id><published>2008-05-28T08:31:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:32:13.667+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="advice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psycology"/><title type="text">SHY GUYS</title><summary type="text">how to know if they like you?These are tough to crack sometimes...   He'll look at you, until you turn around, then boom, he's looking the other way.   You may 'feel' like he's watching you - but he's hard to catch at it   He may do something physical - like grab you in a play way, poke you, play with your hair...(Remember when you were really young and the guy you liked punched you or tackled </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/3352621299699852463/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/3352621299699852463?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3352621299699852463" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3352621299699852463" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/shy-guys.html" rel="alternate" title="SHY GUYS" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-2466394486206837432</id><published>2008-05-28T07:49:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:55:58.137+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="advice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psycology"/><title type="text">top 10</title><summary type="text">Top Ten Tips - HOW to tell He's Flirting with YOU and/or Attracted to YOU  1. The Eyebrow Lift  When a guy first sees a girl he's attracted to, chances his eyebrows will rise and fall. Quickly.  (You can slip the flip of an eyebrow back at him, if you're interested - it's a clear signal both ways.)   2. Gaining Your AttentionExaggerated movements or gestures usually mean that he's trying to stand</summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/2466394486206837432/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/2466394486206837432?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="2 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/2466394486206837432" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/2466394486206837432" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/top-10.html" rel="alternate" title="top 10" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-3680218509898820949</id><published>2008-05-24T14:58:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T14:59:53.208+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stupid"/><title type="text">Love, Laughter, And You</title><summary type="text"> Three things that make my life completeAre love, laughter, and you, my sweetThe laughter has lasted since day oneLoving you darling, has been so much funWhether it's giggles at the kitchen tableOr all out laughter wherever we're ableEach and every laugh, a symbol of our loveYou're my everything, all I ever dreamt ofOur love, now that's a bit more seriousShining through when our laughter is </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/3680218509898820949/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/3680218509898820949?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3680218509898820949" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3680218509898820949" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-laughter-and-you.html" rel="alternate" title="Love, Laughter, And You" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-2510180590540883283</id><published>2008-05-23T14:52:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:00:10.279+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="advice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sex"/><title type="text">for some one i know</title><summary type="text">Must Know Facts About CondomsWhen used properly condoms offer good protection against pregnancy and some protection against sexually transmitted infections (STIs). Condoms are not fool proof, they do fail, but they can help decrease your risks. Condoms must be used exactly as directed on the package. If you do not use condoms as directed their failure rate dramatically increases. Never use more </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/2510180590540883283/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/2510180590540883283?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/2510180590540883283" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/2510180590540883283" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-some-one-i-know.html" rel="alternate" title="for some one i know" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-5509692975702429482</id><published>2008-05-22T11:00:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:04:57.654+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="advice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psycology"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relationship"/><title type="text">Are you in love?</title><summary type="text">It is a very common question, "How can I tell I'm in love?", but it is not an easy question to answer. What feels like love to one person may be nothing more than attraction to another. Some people fall in and out of love quickly and often while others are never really in love as much as they are in lust. This can get confusing when you are a teen because romantic love is a relatively new concept</summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/5509692975702429482/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/5509692975702429482?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5509692975702429482" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5509692975702429482" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/are-you-in-love.html" rel="alternate" title="Are you in love?" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-7900906308903321483</id><published>2008-05-20T08:54:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:01:58.861+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="advice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psycology"/><title type="text">You Might Just Save a Life</title><summary type="text">Everyone feels blue at one time or another. A death in the family, a disappointment in your career, a romance gone awry--all can cause most people to feel down for a period of time. Grief and sadness are normal reactions to life's stressful events. After a time, however, most people will heal and return to a normal life.Depression is more than the normal ups and downs of life that we all have. </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/7900906308903321483/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/7900906308903321483?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/7900906308903321483" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/7900906308903321483" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-might-just-save-life.html" rel="alternate" title="You Might Just Save a Life" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-7736514582509821095</id><published>2008-05-20T08:50:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:02:18.738+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="advice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psycology"/><title type="text">change your reputation</title><summary type="text">10 Things You Can TryChanging your reputation may sound frivolous but there are people who have had a string of bad luck and need help getting other people to give them a second chance.There is nothing wrong with wanting to change your reputation, as long as you know that there are no guarantees your new one will be any better. If you sacrifice good friends in your quest to reinvent yourself you </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/7736514582509821095/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/7736514582509821095?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/7736514582509821095" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/7736514582509821095" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/10-things-you-can-try.html" rel="alternate" title="change your reputation" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-3562213197924621247</id><published>2008-05-18T19:44:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:38:45.612+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stupid"/><title type="text">smart answers</title><summary type="text">credits : raySome may be read b4... SMART ANSWERS TO STUPID QUESTIONS: &gt; &gt; BOY : May I hold your hand? &gt;GIRL : No thanks, it isn't heavy. &gt; &gt; GIRL : Say you love me! Say you love me! &gt; BOY : You love me... &gt; &gt; GIRL : If we become engaged will you give me a &gt; ring?? &gt; BOY : Sure, what's your phone number?? &gt; &gt; GIRL : I think the poorest people are the happiest. &gt; BOY : Then marry me and we'll be </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/3562213197924621247/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/3562213197924621247?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3562213197924621247" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3562213197924621247" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/smart-answers.html" rel="alternate" title="smart answers" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-5375016609344434074</id><published>2008-05-18T19:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:43:57.603+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relationship"/><title type="text">girl speak dictionarry</title><summary type="text">We need : I wantIt's your decision : The correct decision should beobvious by nowDo what you want : You'll pay for this later We need to talk : I need to complain Sure...go ahead : I don't want you to.I'm not upset : Of course I'm upset, you moron. You're...so manly : You need a shave and you sweat: a lot. You're certainly attentive tonight. : Is sex all you ever think about?I'm not emotional! </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/5375016609344434074/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/5375016609344434074?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5375016609344434074" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/5375016609344434074" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/girl-speak-dictionarry.html" rel="alternate" title="girl speak dictionarry" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-1629570242734491850</id><published>2008-05-18T19:33:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:34:23.131+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relationship"/><title type="text">feared by men</title><summary type="text">1. What are you thinking about? 2. Do you love me? 3. Do I look fat in this? 4. Do you think she is prettier than me? 5. What would you do if I died? What makes these questions so difficult is that each one is guaranteed to explode into a major argument if the man answers incorrectly (i.e. tells the truth). Therefore, as a public service, each question is analyzed below, along with possible </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/1629570242734491850/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/1629570242734491850?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/1629570242734491850" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/1629570242734491850" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/feared-by-men.html" rel="alternate" title="feared by men" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-3275283108171116940</id><published>2008-05-18T18:45:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:08:39.312+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stupid"/><title type="text">65 things to do on a plane</title><summary type="text">65 Things to Do on a Long Airplane Ride1. Fart loudly and act shocked, looking around to see who did it2. Fiddle around with the emergency exit, then ask a fellow passenger if he has a crowbar3. Hijack the cockpit and, over the loudspeaker, anounce that the first class passengers and luggage are to switch places4.Run down the aisle screaming,"He's got a bomb! He's got a bomb!"5. Go into the </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/3275283108171116940/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/3275283108171116940?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3275283108171116940" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3275283108171116940" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/65-things-to-do-on-plane.html" rel="alternate" title="65 things to do on a plane" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-4605533857424842620</id><published>2008-05-18T18:38:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:08:19.685+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stupid"/><title type="text">Attorney and witness</title><summary type="text">These are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken&gt;&gt; down and now published by court reporters who had the torment of&gt;&gt; staying calm and quiet while these exchanges were actually taking&gt;place.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ATTORNEY : When is your birthday?&gt;&gt; WITNESS : July 18th.&gt;&gt; ATTORNEY : What year?&gt;&gt; WITNESS : Every year.&gt;&gt; ____________________________________&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ATTORNEY : What gear were you in at </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/4605533857424842620/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/4605533857424842620?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/4605533857424842620" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/4605533857424842620" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/attorney-and-witness.html" rel="alternate" title="Attorney and witness" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-2890902039076921268</id><published>2008-05-18T18:36:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:38:40.550+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gaming"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><title type="text">world war 2.</title><summary type="text">The chat room traffic would have gone something like this.*Hitler[AoE] has joined the game.**Eisenhower has joined the game.**paTTon has joined the game.**Churchill has joined the game.**benny-tow has joined the game.**T0J0 has joined the game.**Roosevelt has joined the game.**Stalin has joined the game.**deGaulle has joined the game.*Roosevelt: hey supT0J0: y0Stalin: hiChurchill: hiHitler[AoE]: </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/2890902039076921268/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/2890902039076921268?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/2890902039076921268" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/2890902039076921268" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/world-war-2.html" rel="alternate" title="world war 2." type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-8499994885241241036</id><published>2008-05-18T18:27:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:29:10.962+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><title type="text">20 symptoms of nerd</title><summary type="text">credit: rayYou collect funny SPAM messages. You talk to your computers, not because you're bored, but because you're afraid they might be. Your household ratio of computers to humans is at least 4:1. You are completely free of tan lines. When someone says 'organized sports' you think 'LAN party' You have lost most of your social abilities. You never used them anyway. When you must converse with </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/8499994885241241036/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/8499994885241241036?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/8499994885241241036" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/8499994885241241036" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/20-symptoms-of-nerd.html" rel="alternate" title="20 symptoms of nerd" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-3108678179641213113</id><published>2008-05-18T18:19:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:28:54.066+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><title type="text">funny equations</title><summary type="text">Funny Equations (credits: ray)Human = eat + sleep + work + enjoy Donkey = eat + sleep Therefore, Human = Donkey + work + enjoy If, Human - enjoy = Donkey + work In other words, Human that don't know enjoy = Donkey that work ************ ********* ********* ********* Men = eat + sleep + earn money Donkeys = eat + sleep Therefore, Men = Donkeys + earn money If Men - earn money = Donkeys In other </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/3108678179641213113/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/3108678179641213113?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3108678179641213113" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/3108678179641213113" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/funny-equations.html" rel="alternate" title="funny equations" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-4978245150622699545</id><published>2008-05-17T11:02:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T04:38:37.592+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song"/><title type="text">some song</title><summary type="text"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/4978245150622699545/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/4978245150622699545?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/4978245150622699545" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/4978245150622699545" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-song.html" rel="alternate" title="some song" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-4329385445288117880</id><published>2008-05-16T02:37:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T02:39:38.301+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stupid"/><title type="text">101 ways to annoy people</title><summary type="text">1. Sing the Batman theme incessantly.2. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for sensual massage."3. Specify that your drive-through order is "to go."4. Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeep Bip..."5. If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.6. Amuse yourself for endless </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/4329385445288117880/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/4329385445288117880?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/4329385445288117880" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/4329385445288117880" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/1.html" rel="alternate" title="101 ways to annoy people" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733824029119811165.post-834407809438679040</id><published>2008-05-16T02:35:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T02:39:57.352+04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stupid"/><title type="text">14 ways to drive a woman crazy</title><summary type="text">How to drive women crazy!1. Call her by the dog's name and then deny it.2. Answer all her questions with a question, preferably one on a totallydifferent subject.3. Superglue the commode seat in the up position. 4. Shrink her jeans and when she overreacts because she thinks that she'sgaining weight, give her a condescending smile and say that you prefer herwith some meat on her bones.5. Firmly </summary><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/feeds/834407809438679040/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2733824029119811165/834407809438679040?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/834407809438679040" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2733824029119811165/posts/default/834407809438679040" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://r0xursox.blogspot.com/2008/05/14-ways-to-drive-woman-crazy.html" rel="alternate" title="14 ways to drive a woman crazy" type="text/html"/><author><name>Angy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08405586440378089136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>