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post here this will be the more personal stuff</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>199</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MissInterupted" /><feedburner:info uri="missinterupted" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>MissInterupted</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYNRXg9fip7ImA9WhdUGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-3529602103143824566</id><published>2011-10-07T00:00:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T00:03:14.666+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-07T00:03:14.666+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doctor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="migrane" /><title>Headache</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I spent most of the afternoon in the hospital, with a migraine, they’ve been getting progressively worse the last few months been going through normal painkillers like crazy not all that many though only 24 in two weeks. As I’m not like some the painkillers are there for when it hurts not to be downed like a two cent gum drop.&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when you had a migraine that you got a nice quick injection and were sent on your way, after all there are more serious patients to see, ones that are bleeding or yelling and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Hospitals have a rule if something is coming out of you; you get to be seen faster than someone else, which basically means, bleeding, birthing or brown bagging.&lt;br /&gt;there weren’t many there today, an older lady who was yelling and screaming in pain, I could hear every word that was said and heard that she had broken her patella, that’s a knee cap by the way the doctor said if she was younger they would possibly do surgery but because of her age and the fact that she wasn’t a marathon runner it wasn’t worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Another much older man was getting loaded into an ambulance taking him to a nursing home, heard his son talking to someone on his phone outside.&lt;br /&gt;Another man came in about ten minutes before I left, he’d run out of tablets but as getting in to actually see a doctor at the doctors surgery here is near impossible he’d gone into emergency instead, the nurse told him try the next town which is only 30 kilometres away, see its’ a two month waiting list here, which is fine if you aren’t really sick just want a check up or you pre-book say if you are having a baby or something but otherwise you’ve got Buckleys chance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course you spend most of the time in the Emergency Department waiting, waiting for the doctor to see you in the first place waiting for the drip to start peeping that its finished.&lt;br /&gt;So had a really good look at an old piece of medical equipment, an emergency room procedure bed very nicely made of stainless steel with a black &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;vinyl padded cover, foot pedals and rotating handles all made out of stainless steel the bottom half painted green with a plaque saying A+H.&lt;br /&gt;See I couldn’t lie down on that particular bed as it didn’t have drop sides, so spent the entire time in a chair staring at the back end of this bed, old and worn in places the foam stuffing appearing at the corners, an old relic of the medical past yet it still serves its purpose in our country hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how many, young children with broken arms from falling off the jungle gym have sat on it, their crying faces looking around the room waiting for the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how many have had stitches from who knows what accident whilst laid on that bed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We don’t have enough doctors here, yes very nice multimillion dollar doctors surgery, with attached blood testing facility but not enough doctors. If you run out of tablets your best option is the Chemist, they’ll do you a prescription for a cost.&lt;br /&gt;The hospital is meant to be getting an upgrade too maybe that old bed might be replaced and maybe we might get some more doctors..maybe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-3529602103143824566?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/FyBj--utyfU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/3529602103143824566/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=3529602103143824566" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/3529602103143824566?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/3529602103143824566?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/FyBj--utyfU/headache.html" title="Headache" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2011/10/headache.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIAQ3k9eSp7ImA9WhdUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-4778673053763802</id><published>2011-10-04T21:48:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T22:25:42.761+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-04T22:25:42.761+11:00</app:edited><title>My Mother</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_c80lFccktU/TorlqiZG95I/AAAAAAAAAVw/DpuzOgmgYi4/s1600/Joan%2BGaunt%2BNorman%2BCooper%2B1932.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_c80lFccktU/TorlqiZG95I/AAAAAAAAAVw/DpuzOgmgYi4/s200/Joan%2BGaunt%2BNorman%2BCooper%2B1932.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659588400693835666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_c80lFccktU/TorlqiZG95I/AAAAAAAAAVw/DpuzOgmgYi4/s1600/Joan%2BGaunt%2BNorman%2BCooper%2B1932.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;As some of you may know, my mother died in May, so I get to sit here using her computer as it is much, much flashier than ol’ Frankenpooter who is currently sitting on the dining room floor under the table. Keeps going into sleep mode without warning which is actually something my mother did all the time, only you could wake her up easier. Mum was 81, she’d had a fall got a brain aneurism which was removed but after that she just went downhill forgot to look after herself properly, last time I was down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I arrived at her house no one there, her bag was on the chair, gates to the drive wide open, lucky side door was unlocked or I wouldn’t have been able to get in. I worked out quite quickly that she’d been carted off to the hospital, see her toes from being diabetic had gotten infected the nurse had come around for the home visit to dress them and called the ambulance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I couldn’t find the keys for the car so had to walk 3 kilometres to the hospital, I was down for the week mum spent all of that time and most of in fact all of the time after in one hospital or another.&lt;br /&gt;At one visit my sister and myself where in the hospital room with her, and mum needs to pee of course she can’t walk the nurses have to stick her on this wheelchair thing with like a potty seat on it, the entire thing person and all goes over the toilet. Mum really wasn’t with it and she says “why are these nice girls taking me upstairs?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My sister and I just looked at each other and laughed, neither of us ever worked out where mum thought she was, but it was so funny, this little old lady ok so not all that little mum was never “little” with grey hair, her nightie pulled up in the wrong places being wheeled away on the potty chair and this posh, dressed up going out to dinner voice says that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tZ5sS_s1Zms/TormALRUmqI/AAAAAAAAAV4/OWNKVvhXx1E/s200/Joan%2BGaunt%2B1989.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659588772444281506" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 167px; " /&gt;My mother well, she was hyper intelligent much more intelligent than some of the teachers at school, she told me once “teachers are not so smart” of course both my sister and my niece are teachers which says a lot about them.The car keys did eventually turn up by the way, they were in mums pocket typical she leaves her handbag on the chair and takes the car keys with her, funny thing that she wasn't allowed to drive had her licence taken off her because of the brain thing, mum never had much balance anyway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;When she was younger around 10 or so she used to get really bad ear infections, so you say what’s so bad about that, well this was the 1940’s remember (The first safe antibiotics were invented in 1945 by British scientists Howard Florey and Ernst Boris Chain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I say really bad ear infection I mean really bad explosive going into the brain type bad! So what could they do? The doctors removed the infection that’s what they did, feel up behind one of your ears feel the bump there the hard bone bit my mum didn’t have that on one side made her 98% deaf in that ear, a 10 year old now would have antibiotics or a cochlear implant or a hearing aid, mum had a hearing aid, she never used it “it keeps falling out” she would say and then say “pardon? Did you say something?”&lt;br /&gt;Of course she wasn’t only deaf in that ear but had hardly any balance, your ears give you balance, mum couldn’t ride a bike, well ok she could kind of wobble around on one, and she would spend more time pushing a bike than riding it, which is how she met my dad the first time. She was pushing her bike he offered to help she said “its fine” and he said “oh ok” and that was it till later. Thinking about that now she probably didn’t hear a word he said and just said its fine like you do when you don’t quite hear someone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VZb7tPpn_yU/Torm6dOnOpI/AAAAAAAAAWA/j52GNV1st_g/s200/George.%2BFran%2Band%2BJoan%2BGaunt%2B1969.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659589773697170066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mum had a computer back in the early 80’s old DOS thing, green screen monitor the kind were you had to type in commands like RUN and GO, a load of her older stuff is here on this computer, it has on it a pile of files all of my mother’s stories, not short either some of them, just opened one up and the counter at the bottom of Word just took off like a train, it stopped at 312 pages! That particular one is one that I haven’t read yet, looks like it may be difficult to read as well, the formatting is crazy, its typed in red and all crossed out, should try I suppose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; "&gt;See what happens with Win 7 and Word 2007 is they can read the old stuff the old original Word 2.0 files but as I've found out they get a little scrambled formatting wise, readable but I’ll have to fix before I can print , hmm do I really want to print 312 pages maybe not.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway I’m getting sidetracked yet again, that is a worry in itself mum wasn’t all that good even before they discovered this aneurism, the reason she went in for a brain scan because she was going&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“funny” no not clown funny, funny peculiar the “I can’t remember” type of funny&lt;br /&gt;She went from hyper intelligent, extremely organised to leaving a pot burning on the stove, no wait she was doing that in the 70’s , which is what I tried explaining to the doctors when I was down there, she was never all that capable my dad did the pot rescuing, the turning off of heaters too close to the clothes airier and the taken your medication type of stuff, he did dishes and vacuuming too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mum wrote, went to meetings and talked in a posh voice on the phone organised who got what card at Christmas, who sat where and who did what, she always did but towards the end with Dad gone (my dad died two years ago) she was lost, lonely and confused&lt;br /&gt;It was hard for her, she could always do things, like write. Her typing speed was amazing in the 80’s her hands were just a blur on the keyboard %100 accuracy too but she got so she wouldn’t make a new paragraph, her emails where a chore to read just one long sentence and she’d go off on a tangent she knew what she was on about but no one else did. When we were down for Dad’s funeral I had to type for her, as even though she blamed the keyboard it was my mother who just couldn’t get her former proficient touch typing fingers to hit the right keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She had problems with Win 7 too when I first booted this computer up there were files all over, empty folders and scanned pictures done numerous times because she just couldn’t find were they’d been auto saved and couldn’t seem to learn that Win 7 has Libraries, it took me ages to sort them out of course silly me sorted after I’d gone and scanned 2000+ photographs should have done it before as I found a few more, not many only a few of the dog but they should have gone on the disk that I sent out to family along with the pictures that mum took with her digital camera, ones of the ceiling, her feet, of the desk and her EYE !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Mother wrote and published two books&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These links don’t really do much just show you that they have actually been published, the actual books are both available at the Birdwood History Centre&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books/about/Tales_from_the_Dunny.html?id=IziQAAAACAAJ"&gt;“Tales from the Dunny”&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.abebooks.com/9780646348100/Blumberg-Birdwood-History-1848-1998-Gaunt-0646348108/plp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Blumberg - Birdwood: &lt;/span&gt;A History 1848-1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jDgeH6wBoFc/ToroDEHBaPI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2_KzQsmcKk4/s200/P5270201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659591021084895474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ref :&lt;a href="http://www.enotes.com/history-fact-finder/medicine-disease/when-were-antibiotics-invented"&gt; When Antibiotics where invented &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Note: I do have a brother as well ...he is NOT a teacher , he writes computer programmes &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-4778673053763802?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/H0drGEDEFog" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/4778673053763802/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=4778673053763802" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/4778673053763802?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/4778673053763802?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/H0drGEDEFog/my-mother.html" title="My Mother" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_c80lFccktU/TorlqiZG95I/AAAAAAAAAVw/DpuzOgmgYi4/s72-c/Joan%2BGaunt%2BNorman%2BCooper%2B1932.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-mother.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4MSXYyeip7ImA9WhdVGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-2758610920897804071</id><published>2011-09-25T12:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T12:49:48.892+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-25T12:49:48.892+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing" /><title>The Pool</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;“What is that?”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a pool”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes I can see that” she said peering over it looking at her reflection in the still slightly blue water, suddenly as she peered into it more another face appeared&lt;br /&gt;“BOO” he exclaimed as he placed his hand on her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;“Very funny ha ha almost fell in then” she exclaimed&lt;br /&gt;She looked back into the depths of the pool, the water was so clear you could see the bottom were fish and tiny turtles gave the impression of swimming around in circles, so close but still so far.&lt;br /&gt;How could this be she thought the water looked deep and mysterious, where they really there, she could only hope as she tentatively gazed into its depths&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I reach out and try to touch them&lt;br /&gt;“You think they will swim away?” She said&lt;br /&gt;“Will what swim away?”&lt;br /&gt;‘There look in the pool” she said pointing her finger at the water&lt;br /&gt;He laughed and almost fell in himself&lt;br /&gt;“No I don’t think they will swim away, quite disciplined those are   I’ve trained them very well” he said laughing&lt;br /&gt;“They won’t swim away look” he said as he put one hand on the side of the pool, the water rippled slightly making the fish dart around even more, he very slowly placed his hand into the water and reached out and touched a fish&lt;br /&gt;“OH! You touched one, let me let me” the girl was almost jumping up and down with excitement&lt;br /&gt;“Ok but slowly or you might hurt something”&lt;br /&gt;The girl gradually lowered her hand down into the water, and reached out to touch the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing she did it slowly too as her hand hit the bottom of the pool very quickly&lt;br /&gt;for you see wading pools are not very deep at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-2758610920897804071?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/GJ8rhVFQToU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/2758610920897804071/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=2758610920897804071" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2758610920897804071?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2758610920897804071?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/GJ8rhVFQToU/pool.html" title="The Pool" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2011/09/pool.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEHSHYzfyp7ImA9WhdVFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-2918862038737768248</id><published>2011-09-21T08:13:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T08:27:19.887+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-21T08:27:19.887+10:00</app:edited><title>Google Plus</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Anyway I have that Google Plus thingy now, WHY ?? dunno its a bit silly no link back to here like DOH its Google why the heck isn't there a Blogger link ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway as my typing speed is now what 56 wpm I can type faster now , not that there will be less crap being uttered, I said I could type faster not talk less &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those that care my mum died back in March not been so good for a while ,neither have I since but hey can't do anything about that&lt;br /&gt;You know how long it takes to scan 2000 photos ?? A LONG time a very long time but they all turned out well the rest of the family was happy with the result ..yes they got a CD with them all on there cost me a few $$ to send them out too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of the photos were mums of course, dating back to the 20's (thats 1920's btw) but you know what I still don't have my school class photos typical  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should come here more , got the netbook set up in the lounge room its finding time , I'm typing this at 8.30am before I go off and do TAFE ...(Cert 2 in Buisness) where you think the good typing speed comes from yesh I know possibly yours is faster but well this is me and I need a new keyboard thats my excuse and I'm sticking to it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note : don't try and hit publish on IE nothing happens ... :-/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-2918862038737768248?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/HgSeQgIqIgI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/2918862038737768248/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=2918862038737768248" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2918862038737768248?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2918862038737768248?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/HgSeQgIqIgI/google-plus.html" title="Google Plus" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2011/09/google-plus.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QBQn84fip7ImA9Wx9QFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-1052708799315381834</id><published>2010-12-30T17:20:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T17:42:33.136+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-30T17:42:33.136+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chat" /><title>bored</title><content type="html">no not really bored just not much to do, can't get on Facebook at all it won't load so I'm sitting ok lying in bed with the netbook on my lap&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I miss chatting to people on blogs well not so much it does get tiresome after a while&lt;br /&gt;Twitter got the same way it all got too much for me to keep up with far too many people wanting to interact with me&lt;br /&gt;One thing I noticed the very annoying person who couldn't write comments in English has gone away they do you know if you just leave it long enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know its not that I don't like talking to people its just that if I start talking, conversing getting close after a while I get too close so I just pull away is better not to get close in the first place that way I wont get hurt when they don't want to talk to me anymore wether I get boring or annoying or something possibly boring more like it&lt;br /&gt;Better to just not bother in the first place most in the past have wanted me not for who I am or how I write but for what I can do for them they most times do nothing for me , clingons I call em one reason why I don't Twitter any more too many clingons hanging on my every word&lt;br /&gt;They never did care about me and you know what I don't give a stuff about most of them&lt;br /&gt;You may wonder why I change emails a lot ... #1 Yahoo emails get full of spammers the " I wan b yor frind" kind mostly dirty little men of any nationality (take your pick) who I wouldn't touch with a 10 foot pole eww yuk&lt;br /&gt;and the #2 reason people might think I am there online might want to talk , no wait no they wont as I said they don't want to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I've done the chat thing and its "brb" and they go offline yeah I know that one *doh* running 2 computers here I know you are still on&lt;br /&gt;Seriously yep I know I'm boring we have smellanet I stink you don't like me pfft don't care ...... HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what I don't have MSN, don't have Yahoo messenger installled either&lt;br /&gt;neither do I put chat on Facebook make it easier on all of you that way , you don't see me online and I don't see you either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;em&gt;Just a note there are some .. a few .. not many who I do like chatting to never will say who they are if I do they more than likely wont talk to me again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**another note .. why they heck do I have an "onion" tag ??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-1052708799315381834?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/ERxn88YrNog" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2010/12/bored.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMCQ3g-eCp7ImA9Wx5TGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-4811979761930300697</id><published>2010-08-03T20:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:14:22.650+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-03T20:14:22.650+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="comments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogger help" /><title>comment moderating</title><content type="html">I've got all of my blogs set on comment moderation&lt;br /&gt;have to love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I'm not checking everywhere all the time I  mean who can with 7 different blogs to check right&lt;br /&gt;So when i do log in I can see there are comments awaiting moderation don't have to bother checkng emails or anything they are there when I look here on blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al you do is click on Comment Moderation up the top there when you are in edit mode .. like writing a blog up you know .. don't make me put screnshots here cos I ain't gonna&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down the options and choose comment moderation "allways"&lt;br /&gt;and save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there it's that easy&lt;br /&gt;Now if you get strange comments from bots or ones in chinese or korean or some other language that you can't understand or ones from people that you don't like or are complete idiots that you don't want to even see you can deny the comments from them&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool huh&lt;br /&gt;That IS what i am doing to the comments I'm getting the ones I don't need the rubbish they are being moderated I'm approving the ones I like the comments I want !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a nice comment in English I might even approve it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-4811979761930300697?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/Gt9WQ9QBl_M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/4811979761930300697/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=4811979761930300697" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/4811979761930300697?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/4811979761930300697?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/Gt9WQ9QBl_M/comment-moderating.html" title="comment moderating" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2010/08/comment-moderating.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4MSX4-eyp7ImA9Wx5TEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-3636136209139832686</id><published>2010-07-27T12:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:33:08.053+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-27T12:33:08.053+10:00</app:edited><title>I don't get it</title><content type="html">Latest TAFE assignment is to create a data base for a Video Store right but I don't get it why should I make one when I can go an download one easy enough&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I have made data bases and done work on VB before, years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get why I should take all that time making one when I can just go get one that's already been done there are a pile of them available by the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zdnet.com.au/downloads/windows/the-ultimate-video-store-software_sw-10331286.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is one a free one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the asssignment is basically copy and paste onto a new document &lt;em&gt;a report&lt;/em&gt; what they've already given me (the specifications of what is wanted )&lt;br /&gt;seriously I just don't get it&lt;br /&gt;Basically the only work that needed doing isn't listed and that is fix up the crapy JPEG image they've supplied ... not asked to be done but I can tell you it needed to be fixed up before it could be used in any way&lt;br /&gt;what is it with me I just don't "get" any of the assignments they are all like that too&lt;br /&gt;I like a job to do give me a task I'll do it no messing about no crapping on with multisylable words&lt;br /&gt;either I just do the dang work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok smarty spellchecker don't work on IE so correct my spelling I know you wanna:p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and miss asian person who seems to love me I have no idea what all the squares are and your page looks like its a porn site yeah ok nice pics in underwear but what would your mother say seriously put some clothes on girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not using Multiply anymore either it's turned into Ebay on speed .. full of spammy shops ewwww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-3636136209139832686?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/daBozSBiOm8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/3636136209139832686/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=3636136209139832686" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/3636136209139832686?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/3636136209139832686?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/daBozSBiOm8/i-dont-get-it.html" title="I don't get it" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dont-get-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEHQHs7eyp7ImA9WxFbFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-8650735652856546189</id><published>2010-07-07T12:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:43:51.503+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-07T12:43:51.503+10:00</app:edited><title>Am I still alive?</title><content type="html">yes no I dunno maybe , haven't done much lately maybe you thought I was dead ... sorry I'm not not yet&lt;br /&gt;might try and get back on here nd start blogging again , maybe&lt;br /&gt;Not that anyone has really noticed most of you are gone now is all good in a way I never liked fame and it looks like I've left it long enough for everyone to forget about me&lt;br /&gt;apart from some chinese comments on the last post .. &lt;em&gt;can't read em so deleted em sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was it .... fair enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-8650735652856546189?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/r-eORTRYnzw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/8650735652856546189/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=8650735652856546189" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/8650735652856546189?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/8650735652856546189?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" 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/><title>I do my best writing at 2am</title><content type="html">it's quiet then, apart from the computers humming and I wouldn't be writing this if it wasn't then of course it would be very quiet and I'd be sat here in front of a blank screen which of course would be very silly&lt;div&gt;You know I can't sleep if the computers aren't on ... it's so very quiet I can hear the dog snoring no wait I can hear that anyway, she was barking in her sleep before you know chasing after some dream cat I assume I had to be mean and yelled "wake up" you know because you just have to hehehe she looked up and her face was "huh what??" funny as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had my head it in computers the last couple of days we've got a smaller comp that was given to us "goes slow" they said well yeah course it did full of crud poor little thing is all fixed now though anyone want it ? Is ok for word processing can't play games on it though bit small for that only 700meg it will go for about $50 specially if we throw in monitor etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We keeping the other one (maybe) IF I can get the bloomin thing going motherboard is good but finding a good HD pfft different story plug one in it don't work grrr I'll be making wind chimes out of them soon no kidding I will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got given a pile of them I call them oysters because only some of them work they've been touched by someone who shall be nameless who don't know what he's doing but only thinks he knows.. how someone can break a brand new 160 gig HD is beyond me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway it's plug one in turn comp on see if that one works, then onto the next and so forth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a pile here that do work (not touched by nameless person) only largest is (don't laugh) 10gig ..shut up I know you laughing at that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok smartarse what can I do with lets see now a pile of HD's that are under 10gig and ram sticks that  range from 14 to 114 gig ... windchimes right yep yep that's what I recon as well make them into artwork is about the only thing they are good for even though they work don't that annoy me the bigger ones the new ones don't work but the smaller older stuff still works fine typical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just how hard is it to drill holes in sticks of ram ?? I'm going to be finding out very very soon hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-1313959464249344970?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/i7DGFUDxwU8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/1313959464249344970/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=1313959464249344970" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/1313959464249344970?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/1313959464249344970?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/i7DGFUDxwU8/i-do-my-best-writing-at-2am.html" title="I do my best writing at 2am" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-do-my-best-writing-at-2am.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YDRnw7eyp7ImA9WxNRGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-9001728007853118900</id><published>2009-09-15T00:44:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:12:57.203+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-15T01:12:57.203+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook" /><title>A real Life</title><content type="html">Yes I have a real life, yes I write, haven't for a while though there is this big hairy person who lives here who keeps interrupting me which is why this page is called missinterupted good enough reason I suppose anyway ....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people are nuts take online games on facebook right, I know this one guy who has multiple accounts about 4 of "himself" and at least 4 of his relatives that he's what could you call it umm "looking after" for them pfft looking after he's playing the games on their accounts thats what he's doing he logs them all in at the same time on different browsers to plow and harvest crops every 4 hours and I mean every four hours as well, no joke he has naps in between seriously this guy has no life at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean look I can understand adding a few extra relatives up and "helping" them set up a game just so you've got neighbors/crew but to play theirs up to a point of madness no joke that's crazy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He obviously hasn't got any friends at all and seriously hasn't got a life  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes I've got a Farm and yes I played slowly like you should do because a game isn't a race there is no reason to race up to the highest level in a game no point in it you go up slowly and enjoy the game this guy goes up 3-4 levels in a day .. one day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the slower you go the more pressies you get from others, everyone knows that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what I hope I hope this guy sleeps 8 hours straight and his crops go to waste .. now THAT would be the funniest thing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a life he don't and I'll be the one laughing at him, he thinks he's good but actually he's not very good at all LoL I hardly play and on at least two games I'm beating him to a crisp and I don't even need naps shoot I don't even put crops in now .. I don't need to why? because I have a life and I'm better than he will ever be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a footnote on this same guy and I'll quote him "&lt;i&gt;I don't go on web pages with HTML on them&lt;/i&gt;"  he said that months ago and I'm still giggling over that one PMSL   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah it's also against the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/terms.php?ref=pf"&gt;FB TOS&lt;/a&gt; to have multiple accounts but well you know he's not read that (he wont read this either) because yep you guessed it its a web page made with HTML ..&lt;i&gt;oh flip shooot hehehee hahah snort giggle wheeze and fall off chair &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-9001728007853118900?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/YgysxmE86Qg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/9001728007853118900/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=9001728007853118900" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/9001728007853118900?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/9001728007853118900?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/YgysxmE86Qg/real-life.html" title="A real Life" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/09/real-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYBR388cSp7ImA9WxJSE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-7774526683784307351</id><published>2009-05-04T03:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T03:35:56.179+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-04T03:35:56.179+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant" /><title>faded</title><content type="html">Bored with life bored with everything, hearts just not in it...mood swings don't mind me&lt;br /&gt;No though seriously I am bored at loose ends at the moment don't quite know what to do&lt;br /&gt;course it doesn't help being constantly interrupted I can't finish anything because I'm not able to get started on it&lt;br /&gt;That's why I haven't made any Multiply themes lately, I can't think just can not think&lt;br /&gt;most of the time I don't even get five minutes to write a blog  up and tutorials no kidding that's why most are worded terribly it's "look at this" or "drive me somewhere"  do this for me or do that&lt;br /&gt;If he goes to have a sleep the dog will jump on him or bark, so then I save what I'm half way through and play solitaire because I can't do anything else as soon as I start the nattering starts&lt;br /&gt;he's always done that though I put my hands on the keys and it's "come look at this" he does it so much I just don't bother any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know internet folks are my friends, don't have any RL ones don't know any one here in this town and I do get lonely was lonely before of course  which is why I started online, I went online to meet people  but hardly ever find any that I really get on with the few that I have gotten close  too have disappeared on me ...I give up why bother doing anything why bother trying to talk to anyone can't anyway I'm not able to do it ..interrupted all the time  &lt;br /&gt;And no one wants to get to know me they are all to busy with their other friends ...I'm boring I know&lt;br /&gt;faded that's me &lt;br /&gt;The new background on here is one of my paintings made into a seamless tile the text is a dark purple on purpose ...it's faded like me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-7774526683784307351?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/qoI_6l6U82Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/7774526683784307351/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=7774526683784307351" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/7774526683784307351?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/7774526683784307351?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/qoI_6l6U82Q/faded.html" title="faded" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/05/faded.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ACQnw6fip7ImA9WxJSEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-6229541833494855526</id><published>2009-05-02T23:14:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:42:43.216+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-02T23:42:43.216+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="image" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="codes" /><title>I think I need a make over</title><content type="html">Not me well ok I could do with a make over, certainly need a hair cut it's half way down my back... from my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;head &lt;/span&gt;I do not have hair on my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean the blog here it needs a make over course one good thing about it is I can do it all by my widdle self&lt;br /&gt;I did have a 3 column before but for some reason Firefox doesn't let me move modules so went back to a 2 column. no I can't use IE it won't load and I loathe  using IE anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've seen the snazzy peoples blog pages you know the posh ones that they've paid for those have a light background&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of going a lighter colour background here maybe #CEA7D5 (mauve)  with a slight pattern effect maybe a little texture not too much just a little with a dark text #42024D&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good at headers but I think a small purple cow logo would do&lt;br /&gt;Not sure yet&lt;br /&gt;What ever gets done I'll be doing it, not paying for something I can do myself and it will stay like that as well that's why I'm still thinking and not doing don't want to be changing all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know 24 people read this well ok you get this in a RSS feed, doesn't mean you read possibly because it too difficult to read right&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got any suggestions what would be the best colours for my blog here?&lt;br /&gt;Remember I'm no special blogging entity...... I'm just me&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to another thing I've got all these snazzy people following me on my &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/missingbits"&gt;twitter &lt;/a&gt;and I mean fancy ones top 100 top blogger types following , don't even bother asking me how that happened .... serendipity ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-6229541833494855526?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/QL2iPBKfclQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/6229541833494855526/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=6229541833494855526" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/6229541833494855526?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/6229541833494855526?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/QL2iPBKfclQ/i-think-i-need-make-over.html" title="I think I need a make over" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-need-make-over.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYGQn87fyp7ImA9WxJSEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-2355547591948823652</id><published>2009-05-01T16:57:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:48:43.107+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-01T17:48:43.107+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humour" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="americans" /><title>You Americans are so touchy sometimes</title><content type="html">Listen I don't hate you , it's just fun to bag you out, ok you don't know what that word means do you&lt;br /&gt;To "bag out" means make fun of&lt;br /&gt;Like this ...&lt;br /&gt;Americans can't spell it's colo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;r and favo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;rites you loose the U out of your alphabet or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when exactly are you going to catch up with the rest of the world ?&lt;br /&gt;You are a day behind most of the time and are still on Imperial measurements, what are you still a colony, we were too you know a colony of Britain but went metric 40 plus years ago ...talk about slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for being big headed it's a joke isn't it that every one in the world should look to the US for troops we have our own thank you very much, don't need looking after, yes some countries are helping you out well that's as you see it anyway they aren't you know the troops from other countries are in Afghanistan for their own reasons not for you. America is rich enough to help itself&lt;br /&gt;Well ok maybe it can't you fixed up where Hurricane Katrina blew down all those houses yet, built new schools and the like fixed that yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be asking for help from any other country for that lot either we have our own places to fix up you know.. our troops are kinda busy in East Timor, Solomon Islands and Sudan&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know yours are as well and I know someone will argue but hey that is what a lot of you Americans do you argue it doesn't matter what it is you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"think"&lt;/span&gt; you are the best at everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and shut up about your 911's and your president already, we've heard it we know we don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who the Prime Minister of Australia or England is?&lt;br /&gt;You don't do you, you're so inward focused that you don't even know what goes on in other countries&lt;br /&gt;Did you know Australia was bombed in WW2 ? (Oh I spose I should Google that for you shouldn't I)&lt;br /&gt;Here you &lt;a href="http://www.lmgtfy.com/?q=darwin+bombed+in+WW2"&gt;go take a look&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't did you that's because we don't go on and on and on about things we say it and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say something about guns as well but hey, you've got those we haven't we don't need them we &lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2009/04/24/2551373.htm"&gt;use nails instead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for American TV shows the ones with the laugh track, you know why those are there don't you&lt;br /&gt;So everyone knows where to laugh WHY because shows like Seinfeld are NOT funny that's why they have a laugh track and a sign that says for the live audience "laugh here" because a lot of Americans don't have any sense of h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;mo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;r you just can not see a joke when one is pushed into your face&lt;br /&gt;Yes you can be funny...funny to laugh AT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one of you is going to go "blah blah waaa" I know you will what you don't think I've talked to non humorous, stubborn, narrow minded and slow Americans before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missy Angel&lt;br /&gt;(h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;mo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;r has U's in it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-2355547591948823652?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/hudKzQhATU4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/2355547591948823652/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=2355547591948823652" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2355547591948823652?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2355547591948823652?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/hudKzQhATU4/you-americans-are-so-touchy-sometimes.html" title="You Americans are so touchy sometimes" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-americans-are-so-touchy-sometimes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIGSXk5cCp7ImA9WxJTFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-8412688825828611840</id><published>2009-04-25T02:29:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T04:42:08.728+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-25T04:42:08.728+10:00</app:edited><title>How to get more followers on twitter by being yourself</title><content type="html">I'm confused&lt;br /&gt;Yes always a little confused that's me, no seriously though I'm confused&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; that good or fantastic or terrific I am just ME&lt;br /&gt;Not Oprah or some fancy blog journalist/expert I am just me&lt;br /&gt;I do what I do, what I've always done write what I've always written and for some reason a lot of people like it, no idea why&lt;br /&gt;haven't  had a Twitter for very long  , only really started using it in the last month or so yet &lt;a href="http://twitter.grader.com/location/?Location=new+south+wales%2C+Australia"&gt;I'm ranking high 91/100 &lt;/a&gt;no idea how, no idea why&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get it I've now got 129 followers just today 15 #followfriday mentions&lt;br /&gt;Averaging around 10 - 12 new followers a DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will follow back most Australians because I am one, yes I try to converse with people some I'm not sure of yet and they aren't sure of me we have yet to get to know each other and as  I'm a bit shy ..paranoid.. non outgoing I'll just feel them for a bit ... not that way you dirty minded people gee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who needs a fancy programme? I don't seem to need one anyway you know why because I'm myself&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying, ok sometimes I can be a little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; with the bad jokes ..what do you call a boomerang that doesn't come back? ..... a stick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am is myself that's all I can be, no persona nothing special just myself and I'm getting followed...&lt;br /&gt;You can do  it as well,  question is can you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try so dang hard, don't try to be funny, don't say you are funny in your bio either most who say they are funny aren't @rove1974 is funny but it doesn't say so in his bio and he's like the most popular comedy/talk show TV show host in Australia&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't try ..he just is and apparently is shorter in RL&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for those who say expert of ____ in their bio, yes and I'm an expert of sarcasm too doesn't mean I put sarcasm expert as there are plenty a lot better at it than I am&lt;br /&gt;Have a little humility please, unless you do happen to have a Twitter rank of 100/100 you aren't a twitter/blogging/internet marketing expert ,  you are just  a drip under pressure (spurt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you get more followers ?&lt;br /&gt;You be YOU , just like me I'm me like me or hate me (no don't hate me I'm nice really)&lt;br /&gt;Be YOU and you'll get them what's that quote from Field of Dreams "build it and they will come"&lt;br /&gt;That's what you do be yourself !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course if being yourself is sitting there and waiting for folks to come to you well forget it sorry , don't be scared get out there get tweeting we wont bite, well ok maybe the #zombie league will but not much,  you won't get anyone to like you or know you by sitting on your hands, use them instead see the bumpy thing with letters on it the keyboard ...use it, use it to be YOU!&lt;br /&gt;And the followers will flood in, I'm serious ok you don't believe me ok then sit there do nothing except auto follow 1000 a day, see how many follow you back they wont you know if you are a hand sitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked enough, it's 4.30AM because as per the name of this blog I was fleekin interrupted while writing this, anyway you can take notes you can RT this I don't  mind .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missy Angel&lt;br /&gt;(missingbits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tired but no longer so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-8412688825828611840?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/gaSr1kTbz_c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/8412688825828611840/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=8412688825828611840" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/8412688825828611840?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/8412688825828611840?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/gaSr1kTbz_c/how-to-get-more-followers-on-twitter-by.html" title="How to get more followers on twitter by being yourself" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" 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they do &lt;br /&gt;Proportions it all comes down to proportions, the more members you have the more items get posted and I'm talking activity count here by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works anywhere, you have a group with 100 members only %10 of the members actually do anything they are the active ones the rest are lurkers they don't do anything just read&lt;br /&gt;The ones that post comments or new posts is only %10, that's what (I failed math at school) ...it's 10 which means you need at least 100 in your group, circle what ever you have to get any more than 10 comments per post unless someone double dips, always one who does so we don't count those as 2 only 1&lt;br /&gt;Count by person ok not how many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count goes up proportionally to the amount you have on your group so say on Twitter you have 500 followers unless you've got some who are very active you'll only get 50 @replies and messages (by person remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or say you have a Blogger or a Wordpress that's got 1000 readers, you'll get 100 replies day&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it never does work by post ratio but by day that 100 comment on different posts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course if you join up on a big fat group on a social network one that's got over 10,000 members ... come on your math is better than mine how many comments and posts is that per day? 1000&lt;br /&gt;Sounds great right get a lot of feedback and activity , no see it backfires&lt;br /&gt;The more active members the more idiots you get you have 1000 active members you'll have at least 10 idiots/flooders and spammers sorry but that's social network math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is why here I only ever get 1 or  2 comments as only 20 something people subscribe/read (possibly just subscribe and don't read) this blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Network Math" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/04/social-network-math.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AAR388fCp7ImA9WxVaGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-1071848207348187941</id><published>2009-04-17T11:11:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:35:46.174+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-17T12:35:46.174+10:00</app:edited><title>Who am I?</title><content type="html">What you thought you knew about me but possibly didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't done one of these for a while and there are a few people who don't know me yet, I can take a bit of getting  used to&lt;br /&gt;Who am I ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my 40's was born in 1966, those without calculators can do that math in your heads&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are green sometimes and sometimes blueish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sarcasm, zombie movies which I laugh at and horror movies which I laugh almost all the way through, comedy moves bore me  unless they are Australian or   English, my sense of humour is attuned that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spelling is atrocious but most of the time the spellchecker that I use on Firefox tells me I've spelled something wrong as for it giving me the correct spelling that's anyone's guess&lt;br /&gt;I live with a large Hairy person, a dog both snore and drop hair everywhere and a budgie who keeps telling me  &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/missingbits/"&gt;TWEET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do Christmas because it's lost it's meaning, I believe in Easter the story is true because it can be proved scientifically  but the when can not be, religion is one of my blog dont's I won't talk about religion or politics as they are basically the same thing both patriarchal heieracy preaching to the lower masses&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that at the end of the world everyone will live in harmony and the lion will lay down with the lamb... and the zombie will have more brains than it will ever want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a reasonable IQ but never been tested, self taught typist who learned computers on a 286 I now have IT qualifications&lt;br /&gt;I've not only written the newsletter for the local town I used to live in (pop 600) but did all the copy work, distributing, collating and proof reading (with my spelling that was a laugh typewriters don't have spell checks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the WWE for the Divas and The Undertaker , yes Divas first ... work that one out yourselves&lt;br /&gt;and I watch Bones for David and the forensic side of things, in fact any show where they dig things up Time Team, Mummies I dig the digging shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what else, not online to pick up men got one already besides too many good looking girls out there better looking than I am, I know I've been looking at em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get your head and put it on another body, so you want to be good looking sorry can't fix your face but your body yes can change that ..have to love Adobe Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;I also make Multiply themes using Adobe and CSS won't bother doing them for anywhere  else  though it's not worth the bother but if you want your Multiply page to look like Blogger (default white) or a Twitter (default blue) I can and have done that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also write very bad poetry sometimes and every now and then a story or two those are on my other page if you want to read bad poems you can look here &lt;a href="http://missysshorts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Missy's Shorts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to Google me just type in Missy Angel you'll get me, all my identities start with miss&lt;br /&gt;possibly because I'm always missing something, car keys, my brain and words that wont come into my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that enough do you know enough now?&lt;br /&gt;oh one last thing .... I'm female sorry forgot had to look and check&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-1071848207348187941?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/mR_cT8D0R2M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/1071848207348187941/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=1071848207348187941" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/1071848207348187941?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/1071848207348187941?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/mR_cT8D0R2M/who-am-i.html" title="Who am I?" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-am-i.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IFRn0_eip7ImA9WxVaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-3581106102325157959</id><published>2009-04-16T01:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:05:17.342+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-16T02:05:17.342+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lawnmower" /><title>Ice writes...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SeX7Ev7xhLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/_Bnx6x4dRVQ/s1600-h/Iceat8weeeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SeX7Ev7xhLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/_Bnx6x4dRVQ/s200/Iceat8weeeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324938193440703666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Continuation of Ice's writings ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'day mates me is a bit bigga dan dat nowe , me was small and cute but iz a bit bigga now&lt;br /&gt;I gets to be inside more nowe, becoz stumpy man who wear hat ova de fence he like two mayke me go woof and den shout at me for going woof, e iz dumb human I recon you myke me do a trick you give me foods not shout at me dat is dumb I recon but I not mind becoz I gets to be inside more and ly on human bedz when dey not lookin hehehe&lt;br /&gt;mye human she gets out one off da noizy things with wheels de oda day and do what she say is mow da lawn I help her I bite da noizy things wheels can not let da noizy thing make noise around my human four some reason tho she not like me bite da wheels she make da schhaa nose at me da one she make at me wen I do somting  I wan ta do but she say I showd not like  borrow food off da humans plate  I only wanna borrow it  an eat it  but she make dat noize at me  I not see whye she do it to me for bite da noizy thing  I not wanna eat it dat silly&lt;br /&gt;Da humans ar da funny fings I haf a fing that make noises a toy but it not make noises nowe human say it broke and dey like it lyke dat  dey get me a new  won  but  dey not let me bite it all da time human dey strange  dey put da newe toy  up so me can not get it dey straynge humans are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICE you on the computer again... get off,  schaa&lt;br /&gt;good dog&lt;br /&gt;Ice is a  5 year old &lt;a href="http://www.wolfweb.com.au/acd/stcd.html"&gt;Stumpy Tail Cattle dog&lt;/a&gt;, she knows a few words, one is toy of which her favourite a now non-squeaky rubber shark is almost always in her mouth the newer one which does squeak is up..dang squeak goes right though me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't like the mower or the guy next door both make noises one she bites the wheels of the other she barks at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she'd want to bite  his lawn mower wheels if he ever actually mowed his lawn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice gets to be inside because of him, he will bang on the fence just to harras her, make her bark and jump the fence only she's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; jumped  over she just hangs on the top, he does it on purpose so he can say she's attacking him he's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; kind of person&lt;br /&gt;We go for (she asleep can I say the W word?) yep asleep , we go for walks every day short ones 1/2 hour or so she's learning to ignore loose dogs and all the other barkers in the street, just calmly walks past them now and they don't bark ..pretty neat that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady with the mops with legs Maltese I think (the dogs not her) who never has her dogs on a lead we try to avoid at all costs, Ice is learning though to put nose in air and totally ignore the ratty looking things that one day will get run over (the dogs not her) because she as no control over them at all, all over the street they are total pain and she's so snotty as well you'd think they were prize winners  they way she talks  ugg I don't want those worn tatty mop things anywhere near my dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-3581106102325157959?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/V5TRYy9wHzI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/3581106102325157959/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=3581106102325157959" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/3581106102325157959?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/3581106102325157959?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/V5TRYy9wHzI/ice-writes.html" title="Ice writes..." /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SeX7Ev7xhLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/_Bnx6x4dRVQ/s72-c/Iceat8weeeks.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/04/ice-writes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYBQHs-fyp7ImA9WxVaF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-5056660201619925295</id><published>2009-04-15T01:02:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:32:31.557+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-15T01:32:31.557+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="template" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="codes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="css" /><title>sick of the thick</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SeSl7qGUJEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/SApLDFqYAdM/s1600-h/im-with-stupid.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SeSl7qGUJEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/SApLDFqYAdM/s200/im-with-stupid.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324563103790408770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know some people have the mental capacity of a gnat, don't know if they wear a helmet every day or the just don't think because some just don't think at all&lt;br /&gt;I do a lot of answering questions about CSS it's easy CSS is you want a background that's black you put background-color: #000;&lt;br /&gt;the #&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hex color code) &lt;/span&gt;of course for black being #000&lt;br /&gt;or you can put background-color: black; which is even easier&lt;br /&gt;Simple right logical, same with a hover effect you get the item in the CSS you want the hover effect on and put &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:hover&lt;/span&gt; after it so say you wanted a hover effect here on Blogger you go into your template find the selector for the part you want a hover effect on&lt;br /&gt;say the header wrapper which is &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#header-wrapper {&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after the end bracket you put &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#header-wrapper&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:hover&lt;/span&gt; { &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a change, I'll make this one the background but you can have what ever you like on hover as long as it's different&lt;br /&gt;like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#header-wrapper {&lt;br /&gt;background-color:transparent;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;#header-wrapper&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:hover&lt;/span&gt; {&lt;br /&gt;background-color: #000;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Basically telling the code "oi change when the mouse goes over that part"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple easy peasy  most selectors in CSS say what they do all it is is using your brain a little and thinking about what it says, not so easy for some they want the hover effect for comments, the hover effect for links and the hover effect for  the footer  ... it's ALL the same thing!&lt;br /&gt;You can tell one person and the next day there's another asking for hover on something else  I even wrote a  tutorial on hover effects &lt;a href="http://multiplydesign.multiply.com/journal/item/348/Hovering_or_mouse_over_effects_updated"&gt;Hovering or mouse over effects (updated)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they still don't get it&lt;br /&gt;What can I do it's so frustrating trying to teach those who will not think for themselves are they stupid are they thick or what ?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how many of you reading this (not a lot of you read this anyway) but how many of you "got" what was above even if you have no clue what CSS is did you understand how I explained &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:hover&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-5056660201619925295?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/0vvlaTxH0A0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/5056660201619925295/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=5056660201619925295" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/5056660201619925295?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/5056660201619925295?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/0vvlaTxH0A0/sick-of-thick.html" title="sick of the thick" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SeSl7qGUJEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/SApLDFqYAdM/s72-c/im-with-stupid.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-of-thick.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcNR3ozeip7ImA9WxVaFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-2994383463995157661</id><published>2009-04-14T02:04:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:18:16.482+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-14T03:18:16.482+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="australia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="multiply" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="360" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mother" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="myspace" /><title>Why I won't follow you back on Twitter or any other social network</title><content type="html">Twitter kinda reminds me of the favourites feature of Yahoo 360, anyone could follow your updates and you didn't have to even look at their page which in a way was good some you didn't want to see.&lt;br /&gt;Twitter of course is slightly different for one you know who's following you and how many are following, on Multiply you add contacts, on Facebook and Myspace friends&lt;br /&gt;I have the same rules guidelines track what ever you want to call it as I have every where else&lt;br /&gt;I fill my profile out I do stuff and I expect that back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number #1 rule -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; most important one&lt;br /&gt;Picture, headshot avatar you have to have one I don't care if it's a pic of a bear just have one anything something, no pic means you are either to lazy or to stupid to put one in there or in the case of a few can't work out how&lt;br /&gt;Either way you have to be a relation or a damn good friend that I know in RL for me to follow you if you don't have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right that's #1 out of the way as for the rest lets see&lt;br /&gt;Political are you, US politics ? Sorry no thanks if you bothered reading what it says on my bio you would know I'm Australian and I already have Kevin Rudd on follow (if you don't know who he is you're obviously not Aussie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language&lt;br /&gt;Is your entire page in English or some other language?&lt;br /&gt;I speak typo, a spattering of German und French (if I'm in the mood) and Australian anything else can't understand a word of it and if I've got to use a translation service for your page I just wont bother&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not being racist I'm Australian we speak English, Aussie English colour, flavour that kind of English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Centered?&lt;br /&gt;Your page is for your own adjenda is it,  your Twitter only has links to your blog posts, blog posts that talk about you exclusively and nothing else ? Well unless you are a high ranking celeb like  Bill Shatner you can wallow in your self because you by yourself you bore me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age&lt;br /&gt;Just how old are you anyway? Tweets and status messages that say "drikin iz gggggr8" or " big hugggggs" are reserved for those under 20 , if you are over 20 you went to school before TXT'ing became popular you know all your words and letters use them or get your keyboard fixed your "g" is sticking (or maybe mine is)&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm not your mother either I don't have any more than two children, so unless you are naturally blond  aged 19 or 21 and over 6 foot tall you ain't one of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something&lt;br /&gt;Does your Twitter have less than 5 tweets? Your blog  empty? Your status devoid of anything but applications? You realise that you are so boring you bore yourself don't you dang it do you even know what a keyboard is? It's the bumpy thing with letters  on it you press them and type words&lt;br /&gt;Obviously you can't type anything or you'd have something there&lt;br /&gt;Yours is empty ? Ok then don't expect me to be interested in you or expect me to type for you I ain't gonna do it (see above &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; your mother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly spam&lt;br /&gt;Only spam I like comes canned, I don't need viagra I'm not that old yet thank you, I will not buy anything from you either, you can even come to my front door if you like doors shut in your face&lt;br /&gt;Flooders same once is nice, twice  is maybe a mistake but three or more of the same is flooding and floods will be sandbagged with a little feature I like to call "block"  or ignore  and delete , if you are really bad it's called report,&lt;br /&gt;call me at 3am on my home phone with abuse and its called police report!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might follow you back if, you are funny because I love a laugh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sarcasm and sense of humour a must&lt;/span&gt;, you have something to say that's not about yourself, I know you or knew you in RL or you stand behind me and twist my arm till I do (stalkers not included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we go , to summarise for those who skim&lt;br /&gt;Fill it out, speak in English, be funny, use sentences, talk about other things than yourself and don't go overboard because no ones going to throw you a life raft in fact I might may even throw rocks at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missy Angel (not my real name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lover of sarcasm and writer of bad rhymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-2994383463995157661?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/sVI2r3VBSzk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/2994383463995157661/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=2994383463995157661" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2994383463995157661?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2994383463995157661?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/sVI2r3VBSzk/why-i-wont-follow-you-back-on-twitter.html" title="Why I won't follow you back on Twitter or any other social network" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-i-wont-follow-you-back-on-twitter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEFSH4-fyp7ImA9WxVaFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-6555591839131598822</id><published>2009-04-13T16:28:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:36:59.057+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-13T16:36:59.057+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title>now that is called a BIG whoops</title><content type="html">You know what I did don't you&lt;br /&gt;I turned off replies on my page here because I had an annoyance who kept flood posting comments anyway I turned them off and forgot to put them back set them as "had to be authorised" or something&lt;br /&gt;You know I've been wondering why no one was commenting on anything&lt;br /&gt;course why no one told me up till now I don't know maybe nothing was worth it .. oh well&lt;br /&gt;anyway comments are now back on not anonymouse comments though because I don't want that nuisance flooding me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey why can I smell bacon cooking when I'm not cooking anything? Ok now that is totally weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... gone looking for the source of bacon smell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-6555591839131598822?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/f7-Gm5DmXlE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/6555591839131598822/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=6555591839131598822" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/6555591839131598822?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-13T12:46:15.450+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yahoo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="360" /><title>It don't click with me</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You know I've been on Yahoo a long time, used 360 for a long  time as well and yes I did notice the cliques on there little gangs that stick together like glue always commenting on each others posts all the time but since joining Multiply I noticed it even more the x360ites are cliquey, mega hugely cliquey&lt;br /&gt;The little circles are completely round no one gets in or out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cliques flow over into other places of course they do because hardly anyone uses 360 any more, Twitter, MySpace and Facebook always the same gang of people with the same gang of followers/friends/contacts&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how interesting they are it's the same ones over and over "hugs and kisses darling" "nice post" blah blah meaningless dribble in the comment area but because they are part of the clique  that dribble is acknowledged anyone who isn't part of the "inner circle" is totally ignored even if it is dribble if you aren't "in" you may as well be out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why with a lot of the old ones from 360 I've stopped following, I wont comment I don't even acknowledge their presence I'm 42 years old this is no school yard it's the internet I'll never meet these people in person, some I'm not interested in meeting in person well one or two I wouldn't mind but most they are so inward with themselves and their friends that they don't peak my interest at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say good luck to them really because the same people the same things for years is boring , I'm doing different things I'm meeting (online) different people every day opposite to my RL I am outgoing online the one thing though that I do have in RL and online &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't stand cliques &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-3146648955382193532?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/XGy68HJ0XUk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/3146648955382193532/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=3146648955382193532" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/3146648955382193532?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/3146648955382193532?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/XGy68HJ0XUk/it-dont-click-with-me.html" title="It don't click with me" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-dont-click-with-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQHSXc-fyp7ImA9WxVaFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-7615347464192144894</id><published>2009-04-01T10:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:05:38.957+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-13T12:05:38.957+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="computer" /><title>The more you know about computers the less you want to know</title><content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;There are a few things I do and a few I don't when it comes to computering&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some have a number for reference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I don't&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't do auto updates, don't let any programme do auto updates except AVG [1]&lt;br&gt;I don't let windows save my passwords&lt;br&gt;I don't save History for more than 3 days&lt;br&gt;I don't save cookies &lt;br&gt;I don't let some programmes start when windows starts [2]&lt;br&gt;I don't install toolbars that come included with programme installs[4]&lt;br&gt;I don't use Internet Explorer[4]&lt;br&gt;I don't believe every email I see Snopes link or not &lt;br&gt;I don't blindly click links&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I do&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Set AVG to scan everyday and do auto updates&lt;br&gt;I clear all cookies when I close Firefox&lt;br&gt;Firefox is set to ask me about cookies from sites not just allow everything&lt;br&gt;I run three, yes three cleaner programmes Crap Cleaner, Window Washer and Powerfull Cookies&lt;br&gt;I hover over links before I click them to see where they go &lt;br&gt;Windows Firewall is ON &lt;br&gt;Remote Assistance and Remote Desktop is OFF [5]&lt;br&gt;I store files on a separate  hard drive to the one Windows is on&lt;br&gt;I backup regularly onto CD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[1] No I don't do auto updates, they slow your computer down and most times want to re-start when finished I do updates when I want not when the computer says I should, who's operating this thing anyway &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; I am&lt;/span&gt; TYVM&lt;br&gt;[2] Any programme that starts when Windows starts will slow your start up process so Yahoo, CD Burner, the printer and Word should NEVER start when windows starts &lt;br&gt;[3] A lot of programmes come with extra toolbars, they are not needed or used so I tick the box (or untick it) and do not install them&lt;br&gt;[4] Internet Explorer does not conform to web standards and has too many leaks, I use Firefox I can block the things that IE lets through&lt;br&gt;[5] You know how Remote Assistance works don't you? That's someone else getting into your computer if it's on anymone can get in when you aren't looking&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So you might think I'm a little paranoid but I know how things work, I know about open ports, tracing cookies, crackers and hackers doesn't mean I can get into yours it means I know how to stop others getting into mine &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you don't know how to set your History or set up anything on any browser or your computer you &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;should &lt;/span&gt;know if you are online and that's online on anything including your phone, you &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; know how to clear History and cookies at least&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-7615347464192144894?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/1la93b4iJfM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/7615347464192144894/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=7615347464192144894" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/7615347464192144894?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/7615347464192144894?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/1la93b4iJfM/more-you-know-about-computers-less-you.html" title="The more you know about computers the less you want to know" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-you-know-about-computers-less-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQDRnY9eyp7ImA9WxVaFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-7955538714936863127</id><published>2009-03-31T22:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:06:17.863+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-13T12:06:17.863+10:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="australia" /><title>Beware the evil drop bear</title><content type="html"> &lt;font size="3"&gt;All visitors to Australia be warned &lt;br&gt;Drop Bears are out and about today&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They attack from any tree, dropping on you from height with large teeth bared you may loose face in more ways than one also just might need new undies&lt;br&gt;Be warned they are loaded with worms, these will burrow inside of you via open sores that the Drop Bear has inflicted&lt;br&gt;Drop Bear wounds are nasty and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; become infected, hideous sores will appear all over your body forcing you to wear loud shirts and white socks to cover the sores&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Attractions for Drop Bears :&lt;/span&gt; camera clicks including those on mobile phones, the words "Y'all" and "Howdy" and bad pronunciations of "G'day" , loud shirts, large floppy hats and sandals worn with white socks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Species :&lt;/span&gt; Bearusdroperus&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Related to :&lt;/span&gt; Koala, Tasmanian Devil and Trap Door Spider&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drop Bear Repelants::&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;True there are no sure ways of repelling Drop Bears &lt;br&gt;Smearing yourself all over and I mean ALL over with Vegemite might work but has not been proven to repel them&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other repellants that may work::&lt;/span&gt; Aerogard large spray can kind not the roll on or unscrented, Carrying a Stobie Pole on your shoulder or driving the Ute on the corro and not spilling the esky &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-7955538714936863127?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/l6ZNxkyLRFA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/7955538714936863127/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=7955538714936863127" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/7955538714936863127?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/7955538714936863127?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/l6ZNxkyLRFA/beware-evil-drop-bear.html" title="Beware the evil drop bear" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/03/beware-evil-drop-bear.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IDRnY7fip7ImA9WxVbFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392176501485285887.post-4197334562636799882</id><published>2009-03-30T17:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:39:37.806+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-30T21:39:37.806+11:00</app:edited><title>Multiply blocked on Digg</title><content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;Don't know how many of you use &lt;a href="http://digg.com/"&gt;Digg&lt;/a&gt; but I've found out recently that &lt;a href="http://multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt; seems to be blocked on there try posting a Multiply URL and you get this error message (see screenshot)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This URL has been reported by users to host illegal or restricted content and cannot be submitted at this time. Please refer to our Terms of Use (digg.com/tou) for more information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I have submitted a bug report on Digg , this is the feedback I recieved from them&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thanks for taking the time to contact us at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" target="_blank" href="http://digg.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1238408901_0"&gt;Digg.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; regarding this website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As you know, Digg is a community-driven website – our community has consistently reported the domain to which you refer as hosting the kind of content mentioned in the error message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because unblocking your domain would not be in line with the best interests of the larger Digg community, we cannot reverse this decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For more information, please see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://digg.com/faq" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1238408901_1"&gt;http://digg.com/faq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://digg.com/tos" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1238408901_2"&gt;http://digg.com/tos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Digg Support Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So looks like 12+ million members of Multioply miss out ...or Digg does , their loss I suppose not Multiply's&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br&gt;This entry cross posted from &lt;a href="http://missthemed.multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt; onto &lt;a href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt; so I CAN post the link up on Digg (the only way around the blocking of Multiply links)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.missthemed.multiply.com/image/1/photos/226/1200x1200/63/multiply-digg-error2.JPG?et=sEmq8U7qPaP4aHf7lOji5g"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 335px;height: 304px;" src="http://images.missthemed.multiply.com/image/1/photos/226/500x500/63/multiply-digg-error2.JPG?et=mrIo8wtJeTvrMF6Fhlb%2Czw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;click to view larger&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 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I'm not sure what kind of stuff I do but yeah I do stuff LoL &lt;br&gt;Spose if you are going to be talked about  for stuff it may as well be good stuff which is what I do ... I do stuff &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is interesting though the things you get to know via &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/missingbits"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3392176501485285887-2077542252202793219?l=missinterupted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissInterupted/~4/wRZTBf6-7k4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/feeds/2077542252202793219/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3392176501485285887&amp;postID=2077542252202793219" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2077542252202793219?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3392176501485285887/posts/default/2077542252202793219?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MissInterupted/~3/wRZTBf6-7k4/no-wonder-my-ears-were-burning.html" title="No wonder my ears were burning" /><author><name>Missy A</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zts340RJxco/SODyhavCfxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0feI5toYEPo/S220/southparklookin.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://missinterupted.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-wonder-my-ears-were-burning.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

