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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Apr 2006 19:20:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dream Machines</title>
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  <description>In the future, technology will be developed to allow you and another person - or several people to share the same dream. The machine would randomly scan one person&apos;s brain (person A) for a scenario, and project those brain-wave patterns into the other person&apos;s brain (person B). It would only alter person A&apos;s brainwaves insofar as it would force it to acknowledge person B. Then for B, the machine would alter the situation so that it would be coming from B&apos;s perspective, and send feedback to how each person reacts. With optic cables, this technology could be utilised by people who live far apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before you ask, i haven&apos;t smoked weed for over a month! This is all sane and rational!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Apr 2006 22:52:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Amit: The conclusion</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;My actions were not the Best actions i could have taken. I was pretty mean, in fact. But.. this guy was a real wierdo, sending me pictures of flowers every day. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/04/2006  01:25:54  Amit:  (F)(F)(F)(F)(F) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:41:12  Amit: (rose) &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:41:40  Me:  Stop patronising me &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:42:56  Amit:  ok &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:44:11  Amit:  (tongzoe) &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:44:35  Me:  Fuck off, freak &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:45:21  Amit:  (ton) &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:45:45  Me:  You&apos;re no better than the rest of the perverts i talk to &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:46:25  Amit:  really...u r responsible for it...!!! &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:47:22  Me:  I&apos;ve done nothing except talk to you, then tell you to leave me alone because you made me uncomfortable &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:47:55  Amit:  (BORED)&lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:48:19  Me:  me too &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:49:19  Amit:  (8-) &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:49:27  Amit:  (lol) &lt;br /&gt;16/04/2006  17:49:49  Amit:  (condom) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:04:21  Amit:  (L) &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:04:53  Me:  Get a life, you sad pathetic loser. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:05:20      Amit is inviting you to start sending webcam. Do you want to accept (Alt+C) or decline (Alt+D) the invitation? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:05:48  Me:  wanna see my penis? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:06:06  Amit:  yes.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:07:29      Vanishing twin sends G:\Anastasia\People\me2.jpg &lt;b&gt;(Picture is actually from Rotten.com)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:08:15      Transfer of &quot;me2.jpg&quot; is complete. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:09:11  Amit:  shit..what was that??? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:09:48  Me:  haha &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:10:06  Amit:  i was scared... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:10:34  Amit:  don&apos;t u love flowers etc..as other girls do?? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:11:14  Me:  i&apos;m a guy, like i said on my okcupid page &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:11:32  Me:  stop patronising me &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:11:45  Amit:  oh..then sorry...i thought u r a girl... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:11:54  Amit:  ok..buddy..bye... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:12:22  Me:  So now i&apos;m not good enough for you to harass, eh? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:12:54  Amit:  no hard feelings dude..it was a wrong connection.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:13:49  Me:  but why would you have wanted to talk to me if i were a girl, and not now you know i&apos;m a guy? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:14:38  Amit:  because i m looking for &apos;girlfriend&apos; not boyfriend... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:15:15  Me:  on the other side of the world? you&apos;re fucking pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:16:15  Amit:  yes..i want someone from other culture to discuss and share each other concerns of making this world a better place... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:17:13  Me:  why would men be limited in this capacity?  &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:18:10  Amit:  i m a feminist..so looking for a woman&apos;s view... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:18:12  Me:  also, when you thought i was a girl, why did you keep sending me hearts and shit? How was that sharing concerns of making the world a better place? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:19:05  Amit:  i am really sorry for all that i did to you....but i never planned for them.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:19:33  Me:  what do you mean, you never planned for them? Why did they appear on my screen almost every day then? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:20:31  Amit:  i thought ur kind of people are rare to find ..so why not try to make a relationship with u... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:21:42  Me:  That&apos;s no relationship, man, that&apos;s fucking creepy.  &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:22:13  Me:  how did you think that bombarding a girl with flowers and hearts was going to make her into an intellectual companion? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:22:23  Me:  especially as she asked you not to do it? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:22:50  Amit:  ok..dude..it&apos;s all over...i was at mistake... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:23:11  Me:  Just wondering, cos it doesnt make sense to me &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:23:21  Amit:  it&apos;s no point discussing all that again... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:23:46  Amit:  now forget all that.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:24:03  Me:  you are a fucked up human being, you know &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:24:16  Me:  i&apos;d seriously examine my behaviour if i was you &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:24:33  Amit:  enough..sorry..this is too much..sir.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:24:40  Amit:  bye...forever.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:25:51  Me:  hahahaha &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:26:11  Me:  you really think i&apos;m a guy, just because i said i was&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:26:40  Amit:  i trusted u...simple.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:27:20  Me:  why? you&apos;ve done nothing but harass me like some wierd pervert for the last week &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:28:22  Amit:  i apologize sir/madam...for all that..what else u want me to do... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:29:50  Me:  i want you to explain to me why almost every day you left me a heart or flower. Or those lips icons. In relation to what you wanted out of a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:30:21  Me:  ie. intellectual stimulation &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:31:11  Me:  you don&apos;t sound like much of a feminist, sending out these hearts because your recipients are Girls &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:31:30  Amit:  i thought u will love a heart or flower..and ur anger will be cooled down... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:32:16  Me:  lol &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:32:34  Me:  it takes more than a few pixels to change someone&apos;s mind &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:33:04  Amit:  u r right...i lost in that.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:33:47  Me:  it&apos;s very patronising to think that girls are simple enough to have their minds changed so &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:34:07  Me:  and when someone says they don&apos;t want to talk to you, they MEAN IT &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:34:27  Amit:  ok...I UNDERSTAND NOW.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:34:29  Me:  and we wouldn&apos;t come to such a messy (but fun for my readers) end &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:35:15  Amit:  the message is that u DO NOT WANT TO TALK TO ME ANYMORE...ok.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:35:26  Me:  i gave you that message a week ago &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:35:45  Me:  What has changed in your mind, so that you finally accept it? &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:37:37  Amit:  i realized that i m a failure in girl/s front..as i have no girlfriend..so quit this hope as soon as possible of making any girlfreind..anywhere... &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:38:51  Me:  like i said, try to examine your wierd stalker tendencies and maybe you&apos;ll have the answer to your problems &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:39:23  Amit:  can u help me on that.. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:41:37  Me:  here are 2 golden rules that may be of use to you: 1. don&apos;t patronise anyone with flowers or hearts unless you are sure that they appreciate them. 2. When people tell you to fuck off, fuck off.  &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:42:09  Amit:  as u wish..bye. &lt;br /&gt;17/04/2006  23:42:17  Me:  Ta ta</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Apr 2006 17:31:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So many weird pleading people these days..!</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt; My screen name was &quot;which question is also its own answer?&quot; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;00:11:27 Prash: can i ask a question?&lt;br /&gt;00:11:33 Me: certainly&lt;br /&gt;00:11:42 Me: you&apos;re doing so now&lt;br /&gt;00:11:56 Prash: no thats the: which question is also it&apos;s answer&lt;br /&gt;00:12:09 Prash: can i ask a question&lt;br /&gt;00:12:13 Me: somewhat&lt;br /&gt;00:12:34 Me: ah 1 sec&lt;br /&gt;00:13:48 Prash: figuratively of course&lt;br /&gt;00:18:37 Me: hi&lt;br /&gt;00:18:54 Prash: phone&lt;br /&gt;00:19:17 Me: well, in &quot;can i ask a question&quot; the answer is Implied, however, it is not a direct answer&lt;br /&gt;00:19:33 Me: and there IS a direct one&lt;br /&gt;01:09:04 Prash: it isn&apos;t implied&lt;br /&gt;01:09:23 Prash: because the question itself is the answer&lt;br /&gt;01:09:35 Me: how?&lt;br /&gt;01:09:55 Prash: if you said may i ask a question thats entirely different&lt;br /&gt;01:10:00 Me: &quot;can i ask a question&quot; - appropriate answers are either Yes or No&lt;br /&gt;01:10:15 Me: if you see what i mean&lt;br /&gt;01:11:12 Prash: not really because the response no would be an invalid one&lt;br /&gt;01:11:26 Prash: the correct answer to the question is yes&lt;br /&gt;01:12:08 Me: the question that i have posed would have its most correct answer as itself&lt;br /&gt;01:12:10 Me: and nothing else&lt;br /&gt;01:12:30 Prash: so what is the question?&lt;br /&gt;01:13:14 Me: keep guessing&lt;br /&gt;01:14:41 Prash: I hate riddles&lt;br /&gt;01:15:14 Me: well, then don&apos;t keep guessing&lt;br /&gt;01:15:30 Prash: you could just tell me&lt;br /&gt;01:16:55 Me: why would you care if you dont like riddles?&lt;br /&gt;01:17:06 Me: it would have little value to you, if you were just told it&lt;br /&gt;01:17:13 Prash: i don&apos;t like riddles because they bug me&lt;br /&gt;01:17:20 Me: not as much as if you worked it out yourself&lt;br /&gt;01:17:20 Prash: the incompletion fact bugs me&lt;br /&gt;01:18:02 Prash: no but i crave completion&lt;br /&gt;01:18:18 Me: too bad ;)&lt;br /&gt;01:18:34 Prash: the first question i told you was vaild but you didn&apos;t specify the parameters&lt;br /&gt;01:18:47 Prash: and now that you&apos;ve changed the rules it kinda sucks&lt;br /&gt;01:18:59 Prash: do you like abusing power?&lt;br /&gt;01:19:22 Me: no, i just dont like giving away riddle answers&lt;br /&gt;01:20:17 Prash: I&apos;m just not good at thinking laterally like that and it pains me when someone so smug sits there gleefully just watching others struggle&lt;br /&gt;01:21:42 Me: who&apos;s smug? or gleeful? i don&apos;t really care whether you figure it out or not, but i have seen what happens when i give people answers to riddles&lt;br /&gt;01:21:53 Me: they just say &quot;oh&quot; and forget about it&lt;br /&gt;01:22:16 Prash: oh so you generalised me too?&lt;br /&gt;01:22:16 Me: their brain didn&apos;t do the computations to make the answer worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;01:22:18 Prash: greaaat&lt;br /&gt;01:22:36 Prash: I&apos;m thinking, but i can&apos;t do it i know i can&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;01:23:37 Prash: basically you&apos;re asking me to think of a question where the answer and the question are the same&lt;br /&gt;01:23:49 Me: you have chosen to do so&lt;br /&gt;01:23:59 Prash: not really&lt;br /&gt;01:24:00 Me: i didnt task you with it&lt;br /&gt;01:24:18 Prash: look i&apos;d prefer it if you just told me&lt;br /&gt;01:24:25 Prash: I&apos;ve got to work tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;01:24:37 Me: i dont care&lt;br /&gt;01:24:38 Prash: and i&apos;ll be up all night thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;01:25:03 Prash: how insensitive are you?&lt;br /&gt;01:25:18 Me: rather insensitive&lt;br /&gt;01:25:46 Prash: gee, gets you wondering why though&lt;br /&gt;01:26:11 Me: yeah, you wonder about a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;01:26:22 Prash: true, but thats everyone&lt;br /&gt;01:27:02 Me: no one else has been pleading with me for an answer, explaining circumstances for why they need to be told it&lt;br /&gt;01:28:16 Prash: yeah i know but i was curious ok, and i thought may be just may be i could share some insight, not challenge you in anyway just thought may be what i had to contribute was worthwhile, you just turn it in to some kinda game.&lt;br /&gt;01:30:10 Me: it is against my standards of information-revealing to divulge this sort of information. i have told you this. If you choose to keep yourself awake on a riddle that no-one even requested you to solve, that is your problem, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;01:30:39 Prash: you&apos;re cruel&lt;br /&gt;01:30:58 Prash: i mean i feel for you&lt;br /&gt;01:32:28 Me: you have pretty low standards for cruelty&lt;br /&gt;01:33:00 Prash: now you critiscise my standards too&lt;br /&gt;01:33:04 Prash: damn&lt;br /&gt;01:33:48 Me: after you critisise me using these standards&lt;br /&gt;01:35:07 Prash: no but you&apos;re willing to trade off having standards over making me suffer&lt;br /&gt;01:35:27 Prash: see like if some one were in need i&apos;d drop my standards to help them&lt;br /&gt;01:35:30 Prash: you on the other hanf&lt;br /&gt;01:35:36 Prash: hand*&lt;br /&gt;01:36:10 Prash: you just seem to be uncomprimising&lt;br /&gt;01:36:23 Prash: even if i implored you&lt;br /&gt;01:37:00 Prash: which i already have, you&apos;d rather let me suffer?&lt;br /&gt;01:37:07 Prash: to maintain your standards?&lt;br /&gt;01:37:30 Me: it is in the nature of standards to be uncompromising. If standards are flexible, why have them at all?&lt;br /&gt;01:37:54 Prash: because life is never fucking clear cut and you know that!&lt;br /&gt;01:38:04 Prash: sometimes it&apos;s okay to comprimise things&lt;br /&gt;01:38:53 Prash: everyone does to some extent compromise,&lt;br /&gt;01:39:36 Me: i do it as little as possible, and especially not for such trivial things&lt;br /&gt;01:39:41 Me: that you got yourself into&lt;br /&gt;01:40:05 Prash: yeah because its trivial thats what makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;01:40:20 Prash: like to you it means nothing to me it means something&lt;br /&gt;01:40:41 Prash: and it&apos;s like your almost enjopying this power trip&lt;br /&gt;01:40:46 Me: it doesnt have to mean ANYTHING to you&lt;br /&gt;01:40:51 Me: you can forget about it&lt;br /&gt;01:40:52 Prash: but it does&lt;br /&gt;01:40:56 Me: you can do something else&lt;br /&gt;01:40:56 Prash: no i can&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;01:41:12 Me: you must have better things to think about than this&lt;br /&gt;01:41:22 Prash: look i beg you&lt;br /&gt;01:41:26 Me: better things to do&lt;br /&gt;01:41:28 Me: right&lt;br /&gt;01:41:48 Me: take care of your own problems&lt;br /&gt;01:42:34 Me: if nothing else, use this as an opportunity to train your brain not to think upon pointless things, or things you don&apos;t wish to think about&lt;br /&gt;01:42:55 Prash: you&apos;re damaged goods&lt;br /&gt;01:43:05 Me: i wont provide a remedy for your own lack of self-control&lt;br /&gt;01:43:07 Me: fare well</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 22:12:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wierdo - warning signs in bold (emotional manipulation)</title>
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  <description>06/04   19:19:21  Amit:  hi.. &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:19:38  Me:  ey, im on the phone at the mo &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:19:53  Amit:  ok... &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:34:21  Me:  hi &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:34:51  Amit:  so..something nwe?? &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:35:00  Me:  hmm? &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:35:11  Amit:  *new &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:36:32  Me:  like what? &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:37:48  Amit:  like anything....new hopes,new dreams,&lt;b&gt;new dress,new lipstick&lt;/b&gt;..:) &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:39:02  Me:  i&apos;m looking to upgrade my CPU &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:39:12  Me:  perhaps motherboard too.. &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:39:18  Me:  it&apos;s difficult &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:39:33  Amit:  it&apos;s easy.. &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:40:47  Me:  i am on a budget, and there are many considerations to take into account - whether to go for 64 bit, whether to spend more money on a graphics card or processor..  &lt;br /&gt;06/04   19:41:33  Amit:  oh..i see...then it&apos;s difficult to make choice.. &lt;br /&gt;07/04   19:10:21  Amit:  hi.. &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:53:39  Amit:  hi..u there?? &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:53:54  Me:  hi &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:54:06  Amit:  sohow r u?? &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:55:34  Me:  i am well &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:56:22  Amit:  what;s the time now&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:57:27  Me:  9 &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:57:39  Amit:  am or pm?? &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:58:04  Me:  pm of course &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:58:36  Amit:  .today i m very tired..  &lt;br /&gt;07/04   20:59:01  Me:  why? &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:00:36  Amit:  oh..i went to attend a dinner little far away..and ate too much..so feeling bit lethargic,lazy... &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:01:13  Me  sleep, perhaps &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:01:51  Amit:  but..i want to talk to u..&lt;b&gt;if possible see u&lt;/b&gt;..yo refresh myself..:) &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:02:00  Amit:  *to &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:04:03  Me:  aah &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:04:18  Amit:  &lt;b&gt;hey..do u have webcam now?? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:05:43  Me:  no &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:05:58  Amit:  oh..&lt;b&gt;:( &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:06:07  Amit:  &lt;b&gt;then ..how can i see u?? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:06:14  Me:  why would you want to? &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:06:51  Amit:  u r my friend..can&apos;t i see my friend sometimes?? &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:08:39  Me:  that&apos;s not how the world works &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:08:54  Me:  if people are on different sides of the earth, they cannot see each other &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:09:05  Amit:  &lt;b&gt;why r u saying this... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:09:14  Amit:  can&apos;t i see u online.. &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:10:34  Me:  it is unnecessary &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:11:17  Amit:  oh..u think that it&apos;s only important that u see people face-to-face... &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:11:38  Amit:  &lt;b&gt;but i can come to ur place in future.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:12:08  Me:  i dont think it is at all important to see people face to face &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:12:41  Me:  i think that the internet is an optium medium of communication, as it dispenses with what is unnecessary and only transmits words &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:13:00  Amit:  thta&apos;s true.. &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:13:19  Amit:  so..&lt;b&gt;can u send me some of ur photos.. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:13:27  Amit:  &lt;b&gt;please don&apos;t say no.. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:14:13  Me:  of course not &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:14:56  Amit:  why?? &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:15:30  Me:  what i look like is neither important nor necessary for conversation &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:17:15  Amit:  &lt;b&gt;i thought we r now friends ..and as a friend i asked for ur snap..&lt;/b&gt;i don;&apos;t want to converse u just to kill my time..but to develop a friendship relationship... &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:19:08  Me:  friendship is something to be worked towards, not to be given straight away &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:19:20  Me:  it is a description of a state, after much conversation &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:20:00  Amit:  u won!! &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:20:13  Amit:  i will wait.. &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:21:12  Amit:  anyway... at times when i feel depressed..i need friends very much.. &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:21:39  Amit:  i m sorry..can i know ur name please?? &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:23:41  Me:  Nasta &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:24:14  Amit:  yes..Nasta...&lt;b&gt;lovely name..&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:43:23  Me:  hmm? &lt;br /&gt;07/04   21:44:27  Amit:  say something... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   11:24:59  Amit:  &lt;b&gt;hi..beautiful&lt;/b&gt;..how r u?? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   11:27:03  Me:  you are acting like many i have met, who flatter me and ask for my pictures for their satisfactions &lt;br /&gt;08/04   11:28:30  Amit:  sorry..i told u..i will not ask for ur pictures anymore..please gorgive me for that mistake.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   11:32:41  Amit:  *forgive &lt;br /&gt;08/04   11:33:16  Me:  no, you make me uncomfortable &lt;br /&gt;08/04   11:33:28  Me:  and your pleading, even more so &lt;br /&gt;08/04   11:37:10  Amit:  ok...then i think there is no point discussing this issue any more....u can delete me from the contact list...i will not create anymore uncomfortable position for u....but anyway..it was lovely meeting a person like u..though a brief one....take care..and best wishes for ur life.... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   11:37:38  Me:  thanks, you too &lt;br /&gt;08/04   11:41:30  Amit:  so..u r sure..u don&apos;t want to talk talk to me anymore?? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:00:04  Amit:  hi...(F) &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:00:15  Me:  what are you doing? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:01:01  Me:  not only have i told you that you make me uncomfortable, but that your pleading is all the more discomforting for me &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:01:30  Me:  you have given me reason to believe you would not be contacting me again &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:01:53  Me:  a move which would allow you to part with dignity &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:02:10  Me:  yet here you are once more &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:02:50  Amit:  sorry for that...but i don&apos;t want to lose a person like u...please understand me...(F) &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:03:35  Amit:  i will behave the way u want ..promise..:) &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:04:25  Me:  You do not understand &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:04:40  Me:  and i don&apos;t want to explain &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:07:06  Amit:  as u wish...but can&apos;t u forget all that happen and start all over again afresh...!!!:) &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:07:31  Me:  you are one of the types of people i do not wish to talk to &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:07:42  Amit:  Handwritten instant messages cannot be displayed in your message history. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:08:12  Me:  You believe that whining will make you more appealing? It disgusts me &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:08:38  Me:  my opinion of you is dropping lower and lower &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:10:06  Amit:  actually i don&apos;t know how to talk to a person like u...so please teach me....don&apos;t leave me...and i will try my best to come to ur expectations....give me a chance...(F) &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:12:18  Amit:  Handwritten instant messages cannot be displayed in your message history. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:14:33  Me:  a person like me? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:15:41  Amit:  yes...i adore u very much..i respect ur dignity and self-esteem... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:16:54  Me:  i have no time for this &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:19:06      Amit: would like to share this background with you. accept(Alt+C) decline(Alt+D) &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:19:52  Me:  what the fuck are you doing? i hate being patronised with flowers and hearts &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:20:17  Amit:  oh..sorry... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:20:32      You have failed to receive a shared background from Amit:. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:23:26  Amit:  Handwritten instant messages cannot be displayed in your message history. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:24:13  Me:  i dont want to get to know someone who has such emotional investment in a stranger &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:24:56  Me:  or who seems increasingly pathetic with every attempt at capturing my own emotions &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:28:40  Amit:  why r u breaking my heart?? is this a good thing to do..tell me honestly.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:31:58  Me:  It is better than wasting precious time.  &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:32:06  Me:  And i don&apos;t believe you anyway &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:32:32  Me:  there&apos;s no reason to be genuinely attatched to a person who you&apos;ve only spoken to for 30 minutes &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:32:35  Me:  leave me be &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:32:45  Amit:  what is my mistake??  &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:33:42  Me:  I will give no more explanations &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:34:47  Amit:  but..this is not fair..what do u think urself..this is quite an attitude... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:34:58  Amit:  u r disgusting and arrogant... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:35:15  Amit:  not human.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:35:20  Amit:  no emations.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:35:28  Amit:  *emotions &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:35:53  Amit:  girls are symbol of love &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:36:02  Me:  good, so you shouldnt want to talk to me from now on &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:36:09  Amit:  but u r full og hatred.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:36:18  Me:  i am not a Girl, i am a Human Being &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:36:18  Amit:  *of &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:36:31  Amit:  that&apos;s the problem... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:36:42  Amit:  don&apos;t call urself a human.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:36:44  Amit:  u r not.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:36:57  Amit:  otherwise u hadn&apos;t done this to me.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:37:18  Me:  whatever fanciful ides you have of humanity pale to the biological fact that i am a homo sapiens &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:37:21  Amit:  u don&apos;t understand other human feelings.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:38:01  Amit:  u r like an animal..a pecies..not human in true sense.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:38:12  Me:  your feelings are disproportionate to the situation &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:38:30  Amit:  i hate u... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:38:32  Amit:  i hate u &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:38:35  Amit:  i hate u &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:38:39  Amit:  i hate u &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:38:49  Amit:  i was very wrong earlier.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:38:57  Me:  yes indeed &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:39:00  Amit:  u are not worth of ant freindship.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:39:23  Amit:  u r sooo selfish.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:39:27  Me:  we could have parted much less unpleasantly &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:40:13  Amit:  yes...but i want to show u the real picture of urs.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:40:32  Amit:  u r a very mean,person.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:40:42  Amit:  anti-soical &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:41:01  Amit:  noone will like u... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:41:20  Amit:  alas... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:43:19  Me:  well, thanks for your input, but i simply must get going &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:43:46  Me:  you had unreasonable expectations in the first place. i never owed you anything &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:43:48  Me:  farewell &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:44:53  Amit:  i only expexted what one expects from a good human being.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   14:45:03  Amit:  nothing speacila.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:01:44  Amit:  (F)(L)(F)(L)(F):) Hi !! &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:02:54  Me:  i thought you hated me? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:04:21  Amit:  No..i love U....(F) &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:05:34  Me:  &quot;girls are symbol of love but u r full og hatred... don&apos;t call urself a human... u r not.. otherwise u hadn&apos;t done this to me..&quot; &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:07:58  Amit:  I take my words back..i was in really very bad mood... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:08:56  Me:  i don&apos;t want to talk to you &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:09:10  Amit:  why?? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:09:52  Me:  i don&apos;t want to waste time explaining myself &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:11:02  Amit:  can i see u on webcam..ur angry face?? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:11:12  Me:  no &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:11:43  Amit:  but i want to..it&apos;s urgent.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:12:26  Me:  i don&apos;t care &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:12:39  Me:  i just want you to leave me be &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:12:49  Amit:  just for a second... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:14:25  Me:  it will not happen. you cannot get your way. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:15:50  Amit:  just for a half-second... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:16:05  Me:  it will not happen. you cannot get your way. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:16:47  Amit:  ok..as u wish..anyway i will ask for it.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:16:53      Amit: is inviting you to start sending webcam. Do you want to accept (Alt+C) or decline (Alt+D) the invitation? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:17:10  Me:  are you retarded? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:17:21  Amit:  yes...due to u.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:17:41      You have declined the invitation to start sending webcam. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:18:11      Amit: is inviting you to start sending webcam. Do you want to accept (Alt+C) or decline (Alt+D) the invitation? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:22:25  Me:  i sent my friends transcripts of how you pleaded &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:22:32  Me:  they found them amusing &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:22:43  Me:  will you stop humiliating yourself? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:22:45      You have declined the invitation to start sending webcam. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:23:18  Amit:  i don;t care... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:23:22      Amit: is inviting you to start sending webcam. Do you want to accept (Alt+C) or decline (Alt+D) the invitation? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:23:30  Me:  what do you care about? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:24:20  Amit:  for ur friendship..(F) &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:25:10  Me:  why do you want it? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:25:45  Amit:  i love ur arrogance and style..very much.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:27:35  Me:  why? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:31:05  Amit:  because this is the first time i m facing such thing in my life..it&apos;s a kind of love-at-first-sight.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:31:43  Me:  ok &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:31:49  Me:  well, i don&apos;t like YOU &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:31:57  Me:  i don&apos;t want to talk anymore to YOU &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:32:17  Amit:  but i want to.!! &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:32:22  Me:  but i don&apos;t &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:32:46  Amit:  but i do.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:32:47  Me:  therefore, no frienship may be made &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:32:58  Amit:  give it a try.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:33:02  Me:  because it is not the case that both parties want to do it &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:33:56  Amit:  sometimes..it is good for both of us.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:35:07  Me:  i dont want to waste my time. I have much better uses for it &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:35:33  Amit:  it will not b a waste..i can assure u... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:36:06  Me:  i want nothing to do with someone so pathetic as you &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:37:15  Amit:  i m not so pathetic ....i m quite a lively and cheerful person.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:38:18  Me:  anyone who begs so for the attention of a person they don&apos;t even know is pathetic &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:42:13  Amit:  give it a try.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:42:32  Me:  i am not going to &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:42:35  Me:  my mind is made &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:42:59  Amit:  be bit flexible.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:43:57  Me:  no &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:44:14  Amit:  u can..try.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:46:37  Me:  i won&apos;t &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:47:29  Amit:  try once... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:47:42  Me:  i won&apos;t &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:48:31  Amit:  don&apos;t b so rigid.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:49:17  Me:  my mind is made and you cannot co-erce me into changing it &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:50:02  Amit:  but..i know u r a very nice person..so try it once... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:50:45  Me:  be logical, man &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:51:11  Me:  i don&apos;t want to be friends with you &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:51:26  Me:  my mind is mae &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:51:28  Me:  *made &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:51:44  Me:  you have demonstrated yourself to be a person i don&apos;t wish to associate with &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:52:08  Me:  i will not be your friend, send you pictures or appear on webcam &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:52:12  Me:  FUCK  &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:52:13  Me:  OFF &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:52:41  Amit:  but i want to friends with u... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:53:12  Me:  i dont care about what you want &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:53:24  Me:  like you dont care about what i want &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:53:45  Me:  you don&apos;t respect my wishes &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:54:16  Amit:  but ur wishes are based on prejudices not practical.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:54:37  Me:  oh no &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:54:40  Me:  i have seen enough &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:55:16  Amit:  be practical and then decide.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:55:49  Me:  i don&apos;t want weak people in my life &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:56:10  Amit:  i m not weak.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:56:20  Me:  i don&apos;t want people who can&apos;t take no for an answe &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:56:21  Me:  r &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:57:30  Amit:  but..no without any mistake is not feasible.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:59:33  Me:  i have my reasons &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:59:39  Me:  you are not entitled to them &lt;br /&gt;08/04   22:59:51  Me:  you are making this difficult for me &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:00:22  Amit:  but..imagine my difficulty also.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:01:04  Me:  i cannot imagine any reasonable person getting so attatched to a stranger on the internet after a single conversation &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:01:41  Amit:  i may b an exception.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:02:07  Me:  you&apos;re letting your emotions control you. that is weak &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:02:42  Amit:  no..that is human..we r not machines..are we?? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:03:09  Amit:  EQ and IQ both are equally important.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:04:04  Me:  emotions only take 1 thing into account, reason takes everything into account &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:04:14  Me:  now &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:04:17  Me:  leave me alone &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:04:50  Amit:  u r wrong...every thing starts from emotions first.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:05:28  Me:  i don&apos;t want to hear that sentimentalist bullshit &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:05:45  Me  go away &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:05:48  Amit:  don&apos;t hide ur emotions.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:07:40  Me:  i am not hiding any emotions &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:07:55  Me:  i am very honest when i say &quot;fuck off&quot; &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:08:21  Amit:  don&apos;t abuse Me:... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:08:45  Me:  then leave Me: alone &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:09:24  Amit:  no..i m sorry..let&apos;s talk for soMe: day..then u decide.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:09:53  Me:  i&apos;ve seen enough &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:10:13  Amit:  i know..so let&apos;s patch up.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:10:52  Me:  go to hell &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:11:17  Amit:  we will go together to heaven...coMe: with Me:.. &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:12:34  Me:  wow, you&apos;ve got soMe: serious Me:ntal issues &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:12:53  Amit:  r u a doctor ?? &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:14:00  Me:  i dont have to be to see &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:14:10  Amit:  really... &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:14:21  Me:  you&apos;re acting like soMe:one who should be in a Me:ntal hoMe: &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:14:46  Amit:  oh..then i should be staying with u...lol..:) &lt;br /&gt;08/04   23:16:41  Me:  that&apos;s it. i&apos;m tired of these gaMe:s. i&apos;m tired of you. I don&apos;t want to waste any more tiMe: on you, and next tiMe: you talk, i will ignore you. If i get a little bit irritated, i will block you. &lt;br /&gt;08/04  23:18:31  Amit:  then u do one thing ...u block Me: now..and crush my any hopes..now itself...i can&apos;t bear such an insult anymore...i LOST..u WON..be happy..friend. &lt;br /&gt;08/04  23:25:06  Amit:  U happy..:) now.. &lt;br /&gt;09/04  21:23:02  Amit:  (F)(L)(F) &lt;br /&gt;10/04  21:23:33  Amit:  hi</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 10:34:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Advertising is sinking lower and lower. I saw an advert on TV for shampoos... &quot;This shampoo will make your hair really smooth!&quot; they said, and compared a length of Normal hair with some Shampoo&apos;d hair, in that clinical way they do, with the white background. They showed a plain gold ring at the top of both lengths of hair, and how on the Normal hair, it slid down 3/4 of the way and got stuck because of friction. With the Shampoo&apos;d hair, it slid down quickly and dropped to the bottom. If the subtext of that isn&apos;t &quot;Get great hair and he&apos;ll propose to you,&quot; i will eat my proverbial hat.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 10:53:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Problem of Children</title>
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  <description>In my (humble) opinion, there are things terribly wrong with the country we live in now. One of these things is the ability for women to get pregnant, whether through inadequate contraception or sex education - or just deliberately - and then instead of aborting their unborn, to have the ability to demand benefits and housing without having to work, blackmailing the government for the welfare of their children. Now this vacuum of responsibility is the fault of the government, and should have anticipated being taken advantage of so. The problem, though, is that the mothers are in the right to demand welfare for these innocent human beings that they have created, and the government must pay up. Now, what i want to know, is if there is a way of making people more responsible for their actions (for having a child is something most people are able to control) without on one hand, having blameless children suffer poverty at the hands of their parent(s) or care homes, and on the other, preserving the ability for people to choose when they want to have a child without writing to a Fertility Office minister, presenting reasons for why their eggs and sperm should be sent back to them. &lt;br /&gt;Now, i think that people should have the right to make mistakes, but also to be punished for making them. Some may say that having to look after a child, while your friends are getting off with guys at the local nightclub is a sort of punishment in itself. But then, you also get the benefits of not having to worry about the future very much, as you will be provided a house and a basic pay to look after you and your child. The punishments should be something that affect the mother but not the baby. For instance, there was something recently in the news about women having to pay for their epidurals. Just the sort of thing i&apos;m looking for. Those who cannot save up 500 quid for an epidural would presumably not be able to afford, or be stable enough to support a child. Or perhaps it would only be given free to those women that pay taxes. And perhaps the thought of the &quot;worst possible pain a woman could have&quot; might ward them off. This would be mostly risk-free to the baby too, for if pain during childbirth had a high chance of causing complications, we would not be here, eh? Having children is a choice, and people should be aware of the responsibilities that come with inadvertantly falling pregnant and refusing an abortion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other suggestions/ critisisms of my ideas? The way my plan works is that pain relief is not a right, it is a modern luxury and its denial can be interpreted as the default. I am not advocating doing something actively cruel, just to extend the parameters of responsibilty to encompass non-lifethreatening medical treatment. Any other (passive) ideas?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Mar 2006 15:36:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Went out for a charity-shop crawl back at my parent&apos;s hometown. The town centre had changed since the last time i had visited - some shops now boarded up or the windows painted over with smeared white paint, while the sign above is a concrete reminder of the entepreneurial enthusiasm that brought this shop into being, then floundered, and failed. And many more are willing to take their place, just dying for the time when they will move into this high-street location and scrape the paint off the windows. And again, fail. The evidence of all businesses trying to stay afloat and not go down this road is all over the streets, in every public line of sight. Calling out, voicelessly, pleading for you to Need. Their lack of standards, of sincerity, just literally makes me ill. Everywhere is just a cheap, desparate desire for attention.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2006 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;5&quot; color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conservative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt; You placed 85% difference on action versus inaction and 57% importance on consent! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt;Your results indicate that you believe:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As long as you&apos;re not part of the problem, you&apos;re OK; there&apos;s no moral imperative to take care of anyone else.  People do not have a responsibility to others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There&apos;s a grey area on the issue of personal freedom.  Some things supercede the right to consent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophically, you might be an Egoist or an Objectivist.  Perhaps you believe that the most moral course of action is the one with the most self-benefit, and that some of the situations are harmful to the self (while others are not).  You&apos;re quite likely a capitalist, and if you&apos;re not. . .look into it. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your beliefs are generally opposed to most peoples&apos; in some way.  Some may argue that your beliefs are inconsistent, but that of course depends on where and how you draw the line between an acceptable act and a non-acceptable act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;table cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt; My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot; width=&quot;144&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;white&quot; width=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;96%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;inaction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot; width=&quot;29&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;white&quot; width=&quot;121&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;19%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;consent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=1152996454195483221&quot;&gt;The Moral Attribute Importance Test&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;ff00ff&quot;&gt;written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=13067150372395101369&quot;&gt;megasatan3000&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Mar 2006 23:26:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Um</title>
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  <description>I hate talking to people on the internet. There&apos;s so much ettiquette and lack of substance, and unwritten rules..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them: Hey (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi (Hi)&lt;br /&gt;Them: How are you? (Wanna cyber?/I&apos;m really bored and can&apos;t entertain myself)&lt;br /&gt;Me: I&apos;m alright (This is an average response and you know it)&lt;br /&gt;-interval of 3-5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Them: That&apos;s good to know (Um. Aren&apos;t you going to ask me how i am?)&lt;br /&gt;Me: If you say so (No. Leave me alone if you have nothing to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had the Maconveration in EXACTLY these words 3 times, with different people.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Mar 2006 14:09:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The quest for information</title>
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  <description>Goddamn bureaucrazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a &lt;b&gt;killer&lt;/b&gt; stomachache last night. I woke from my dreaming at 4am, confused, feeling great discomfort but not actually associating it with the concept of pain. I rolled around, trying to get comfortable, but the more i moved, the more uncomfortable it got - and i was under the dreamy impression that i was waiting in line to be served for my discomfort, with the other patients being ducks. I wasn&apos;t happy that my human-ness was being passed over in this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i woke up a bit more, and sat and waited in bed for it to go away. Getting up and taking some coal tablets to absorb any toxins in my stomach, i wondered whether i could take something for the pain - or if it would just further irritate me. So, stumbled into the corridor and found the Nightline number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hello, this is nightline,&quot; said a sleepy, irritated voice.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hi,&quot; I stuttered in the most composed way i could. &quot;I&apos;ve got a really bad stomach ache, and i&apos;m not really sure what to do about it. Should i take some paracetamol or ibuprofen, or would that cause further negative effects?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Um, well, i can&apos;t really advise you on that. But you could call NHS direct-&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i remembered that i was living in 21st century britain, where it is preferable to NOT advise people in pain unless you have a 5-year medical degree, or you risk being sued off your arse. I&apos;m glad i didn&apos;t call them when i got my nosebleed, what a waste of time! Anyway, after an insincere thanks, i called up the NHS line. Waited for about 4 minutes in delirious agony, all the more enhanced by the perpetual messages that they would ask for my details when they got around to my call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got through. The &quot;receptionist&quot; asked me many questions, and told me a nurse would call me back. Whilst waiting, it seemed that the pain lessened when i got still, so i put on a relaxing, yet unpatronising Ennio Morricone soundtrack and tried to get to sleep on my back. As i was drifing off - &lt;i&gt;ring ring!&lt;/i&gt; The nurse asked me lots more questions, which i answered automatically, forgetting my purpose and just letting them collect their data. Then they asked me who my GP was (and i didn&apos;t know, as i&apos;d never gone to see him) so they put me on hold for about 5 minutes finding out. I wanted to tell the nurse that i didn&apos;t NEED to see a GP, i just wanted to know if i could take anything for the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she returned and told me what to do for now - &lt;b&gt;that it was safe to take paracetamol or ibuprofen, and that if i wanted to, i could alternate betwixt them&lt;/b&gt; but also that she&apos;d got in contact with an out of hours GP who would be calling me within the next 2 hours. It was about 5am by that time and i just wanted to try to go to sleep, but the GP woke me up again with his ringing, and i had to tell him that i was ok, that they&apos;d just directed me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i lay on my back and descended into blissful sleep. Moral of the story - just bear the pain and don&apos;t bother with the NHS.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Mar 2006 21:54:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh no - there goes Tokyo! Go, go Godzilla!</title>
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  <description>I liked to make compilation tapes for Rhys, back when i was starting secondary school. My heart fluttered when on the ones he returned, he wrote the title of a song &quot;Coz I love you&quot; in his writing, directed to me. And he introduced me to a lot of wicked music, like Pink Floyd! Anyways, my compilations were always themed, and i would look forward to christmas and the Gemini birth-stage (for most of my friends, including him, are geminis), to give him compilation presents. Previous themes included &quot;Long Titles&quot; eg. Blue Oyster Cult&apos;s &quot;The Siege and Investiture of Baron von Frankenstein&apos;s Castle at Weisseria&quot; or the Smiths &quot;Rush and a Push and the land is ours&quot; amongst others; an album where the songs grew longer and more depressing; also a drugs themed album:&lt;br /&gt;Lou Reed - I&apos;m waiting for the man (drug dealer)&lt;br /&gt;David Bowie - Station to station (heroin, traintracks)&lt;br /&gt;Delgados - No Danger (heroin - marks upon arms, veins)&lt;br /&gt;Divine Comedy - A drinking song (excessive alcohol)&lt;br /&gt;Placebo - Special K (ketamine, not the cereal!)&lt;br /&gt;The Darkness - Giving up (Heroin)&lt;br /&gt;Jefferson Airplane - White Rabbit (all sorts of psychadelics)&lt;br /&gt;The Stranglers - Golden Brown (heroin)&lt;br /&gt;Tool - Die Eier von Satan (recepie for hashish cakes in German)&lt;br /&gt;David Bowie - Ashes to Ashes (cocaine? some sort of &quot;heaven&apos;s high&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;The Doors - Alabama song - (alcohol [and paedophilia!!])&lt;br /&gt;Tool - Third Eye (the whole drug experience)&lt;br /&gt;Pixies - Here comes the man (not related to drugs, but a nice way to finish the album - relating to the first song!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am considering another compilation cd.. about monsters. I was inspired with Zappa&apos;s Zombywoof closely following BOC&apos;s Godzilla (or the other way around?) - any ideas?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Mar 2006 19:27:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I used to write better when i was younger, i know that, and i feel like i cannot match my past Goodness any more. Words just seem to be so forced nowadays, so unconnected. No longer do the muses play across my fingers, no longer am i able to reel off writing i am contented with. Or perhaps it is a change in circumstance? I had always been near the top of every class in school with my love of learning and understanding, and now i am immersed in an area of concentrated intellect, with all the people that were at the tops of *their* classes i am a humble average and nothing seems outstanding to me anymore. But in this case it is crazy to think of all the people who do NOT go to university, whose writing would be worse than my own. Millions of them! How polarised we all soon will be - with the university-goers having a high standard of writing and the majority of the non-goers having a low one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all for now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Mar 2006 22:12:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The library</title>
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  <description>Ah, the library in the late hours of the day, a refuge to the lazy overachiever who does not do work for the whole day and then retires to this place of books to study - or to procrastinate further by writing a livejournal. So here i am at this godforsaken hour and i must admit, the library is a lot different in the night-time. In fact, the mere clatter of these keys creates an embarassing cacophony that i would not be aware of were it day. To make it worse, there are a couple of people sitting very close to me, trying to study and i know that my livejournal updating is not as important as their degree.. but hell, if they are that annoyed by it they would move. Am i being inconsiderate? I mean, there are plenty of places to sit in the library, especially now in the night time, and too few computers in such closed off locations as the &quot;medicine and nursing&quot; section. Should it be first-come, first-serve? Or by importance? They win on both accounts, of course, but i do really want to write now. Ah. Perhaps there lies my problem of lack of self-restraint that seems to be a major factor of my life in uni. But perhaps another time. I am off to prove it wrong and study.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2006 02:26:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Embyethics</title>
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  <description>What &lt;b&gt;annoys&lt;/b&gt; me about philosophy is the way people twist arguments without any sort of rules. That is, some people write what is OBVIOUS according to our conceptions of reality, others write what is OBVIOUS according to logic. This comes when there are 2 facts that oppose each other but are nonetheless facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing with individuality and twins (forgive my muddled thinking - it is late but it has cropped up often in my mind)... either you go in from the logical angle - that no 2 things can exist in the same place at the same time, therefore an embryo about to split into 2 people is not a person (yet) and one can do what one likes with it. That&apos;s logical. &lt;br /&gt;Then you can go in from the intuitive side - the embryo IS the equivalent to two people, therefore Leibniz&apos;s law is wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they don&apos;t acknowledge the other&apos;s position. They just assume that either logical reasoning OR the intuitons are right, and can cancel out the other in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think about this whole subject, i hear you cry. Well, i think humans have some pretty remarkable double standards when it comes to lives and the whole thing is so &lt;b&gt;damn&lt;/b&gt; anthropocentric it&apos;s difficult to get any other footing because they are all talking about Human Life and Human Worth. &lt;br /&gt;But an embryo has less consciousness than a dung-beetle. Nor does it have the potentiality to develop into a human if the only reason it was made, was to have its cells harvested to save existing, living, breathing, feeling, aching, dying human beings. If we are prepared to submit significantly more complex and emotionally-developed creatures for a potential painful side-effect death of a new breast-cancer drug, what then is the problem with destroying a culture of cells with DNA that corresponds more closely to our own? I will reveal - it is the ageold idea that human life is somehow intrinsically valuable, sacrosanct regardless of the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;I believe what makes a human worthwhile are the higher pleasures that he indulges in - to walk around being entertained with no self-reflection is no better than being an animal. And an egg fused with a sperm to make a &quot;unique&quot; combination of DNA (though there are only so many variations of C,G A and T that you can have) is no more than what i have just described it as. It&apos;s not equal to me or you, reader, though we once were no more than that. It&apos;s equal to the fertilised eggs of dogs or cows, it possesses no qualities that would distinguish it in the present. And it&apos;s fantastic if this egg lies in the womb of a young healthy woman in a developed country, who has a loving partner, and who both have means of supporting themselves, and are intellectually developed enough to provide emotional encouragement and mental stimulation to their child. But it is a very different egg to the one lying under a glaring microscope, a reject in an IVF treatment. Compositionally, it&apos;s all practically the same, (regardless of the mammal) - but where is the default of sanctity?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 14:39:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Amadora whore</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2006 02:47:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Technology</title>
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  <description>I am quite impressed with my own achievements - times that come rarely, but when they do, it i good. To have the knowledge to, on one day, print out one&apos;s own holiday photos, and on another day, to install an internal hard drive, both in my room - well, it&apos;s an aspect of my desire to be a jack of all trades.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2006 15:51:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Technically</title>
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  <description>Technically, there&apos;s naught to do until the Thursday seminar - i have finished my ethics tutorial work this lunchtime, munching through a whole packet of Trebor Xtra Stong Peppermints (to the annoyance of the person opposite me?) and bathed with sun. I recall the first time i tried these mints, when i was young, and the taste seemed so much stronger then. I guess that is the same with most things - when we are children they seem harsh to our soft senses, but as we grow more hardy they become milder. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what i meant to say was that now i have no work to do, for perhaps a week, and i just don&apos;t know what to do with myself. And i hate it when this happens. It is the result of dedicating my mind to my work to the extent that i lose my taste for my other activities, as they are not so high on my priorities list. I haven&apos;t touched my graphic novel for near two months now. How am i supposed to get into it and remember it all again?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 22:33:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Guns</title>
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  <description>What the hell? Some policewoman got shot in the abdomen and people want police officers to be armed? Ok, what then? &lt;br /&gt;a) Police will come in, shooting at threats and possibly terminating someone&apos;s life for stealing..&lt;br /&gt;b) Criminals will become more anxious at being confronted by police and shoot more often - &quot;Kill or be killed&quot;&lt;br /&gt;c) Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps others have disassociated the criminal from the human race and think that they are some wild unthinking force that acts without reason and kills when possible. As much as they&apos;d like that to be the case, it&apos;s NOT. Someone has to be either pretty crazed, or pretty anxious to shoot someone - otherwise there would be a lot more shooting going on (if people didn&apos;t care about responsibilities and whatnot). And what would make someone more anxious than being persued by a gal with a gun?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 10:24:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Plato</title>
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  <description>There had to be some better way of finishing my Plato essay without having to sit in the 24 hour computer room, scanning in half a library book at 2AM. But now it&apos;s done, I suppose i should make good use of it. A part of me longs to sell on my effort, to send copies to everyone doing the Feminsist question in return for maybe 50p or £1. It&apos;s these damn house viewings... they eat up such a large part of my day. But then - i rarely do work in the daytime, it&apos;s always in the morning early, or the evening late: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up early most days&lt;br /&gt;To milk my mental cow.&lt;br /&gt;She loves the sunrise - and the dark&lt;br /&gt;That is upon us now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cannot work in bright light.&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure is too great&lt;br /&gt;To gaily run upon the sun,&lt;br /&gt;While I would lie in wait.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2006 23:34:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Perceptions</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve found a position which a black man would be unable to fill - the main cast of Othello, excluding the eponymous hero. Would the director be taken to court because he refused to give the position of Cassio to a black actor, in a play that tries to show the evil associated with racism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, bunnies. Running around Alcuin, they might seem cute - but if you put a bunny and a human into forests, chances are the bunny would outlive one of our own species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i&apos;m aiming for lots of words tonight on my Plato essay, so that i might relax the following day and look at houses and watch the Libertine.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2006 19:30:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Most people</title>
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  <description>Most people, in their old age, might look back upon their young selves with regret, wishing they had been wiser at that time. My case, unfortunately, is that my past self would be livid with anger at the way i have let myself degenerate - how i find it so difficult to read something that at an earlier time might have seemed like a pleasure to me. Still now, i find it fulfilling to understand Kant, but it is so strangely unmotivating to do things that are good for me. I WANT to waste time, as if to get it out of my system?? I want to download and play settlers iv even though it&apos;s not of great interest to me. And, intellectually, i want to read! to write! to draw! to play music!  - but they just seem so unappealing sometimes. I need someone to latch onto, to give me a posititve inspiration of how to spend energy. These university people set a bad example, most of them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2006 23:19:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Disappointments</title>
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  <description>These last weeks have been full of disappointments. I didn&apos;t get to go on the American Exchange, which i was dying to get on - and now the mention of America, California or Los Angeles is gall to me.. but getting less and less powerful the further i move away from this dream. Secondly, my bicycle was stolen just as i came from the kino.. Liberated by some miscreants. It was happy with me, i had treated it well! I always kept it inside (apart from a few days when, tired from the treck to the shops, i left it in the bike racks in view of my window). I wonder what experiences that combination of metal atoms is having now? Perhaps it is in Bike Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, i seem to have developed a terrible and limiting condition - that my lungs contract in the cold night of the air and i can hardly walk as far as the Physics building without fearing that i might altogether stop ... And i have to go to town tomorrow to pick up some photographs. The one with the 8-foot horse! Perhaps I can go into every tenth shop to hide from the cold. Finally, it has been arranged that i will not live with Carl this september, which saddened me a lot when i heard it. I had really wanted to share a house with him... I miss the times when we saw each other once a week and the weekend could not come soon enough.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2006 11:48:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Changing</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m preparing myself for my change.. for someone already quite socially anxious this might be a strange thing to do but nonetheless, it interests me.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, i have shaved off my fuzzy facial hair and my skin is burning. I also razored off the wispy bits at the side of my ears and combed my hair into a neutral side-parting with a pony tail. Also put on fairly neutral clothing. It feels strange to be able to feel my skin directly instead of through the peachy fuzz, but it feels strange on my face&apos;s side rather than my fingers. I guess i&apos;m going to have to get some male-like spectacles next time i go to the opticians&apos;.. how embarassing.. and then i&apos;ll have a male and female pair. I wonder if i would actually go through with it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2006 21:42:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nicotine Gum</title>
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  <description>I bought some stong nicotine gum today. It&apos;s not good. It makes me feel anxious and tastes horrible. I&apos;m going to pass it on to Peter, i just hope that he doesn&apos;t eat it all up and overdose on nicotine.</description>
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