<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531</id><updated>2011-10-15T18:39:12.526-07:00</updated><category term='I will not procrastinate about going to work'/><category term='Sleep is for breakfast lovers'/><category term='whats up with that'/><category term='Self doubt makes seamonkies boring'/><category term='In 20 years seamonkies will rule the earth'/><category term='chani cant be bothered sorting photos'/><category term='The vitamin D in the sun makes Seamonkies happy'/><category term='Loyalty sometimes is not always right'/><category term='Im bored in another country'/><category term='The nut house is calling seamonkey....'/><category term='Seamonkey gets bored of countries'/><title type='text'>A leaf from Seamonkey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-8270392803999863912</id><published>2011-10-02T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T10:50:21.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loyalty sometimes is not always right'/><title type='text'>That little thing called loyalty</title><content type='html'>Truth is, I would rather hurt myself then hurt someone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-8270392803999863912?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8270392803999863912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/10/that-little-thing-called-loyalty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/8270392803999863912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/8270392803999863912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/10/that-little-thing-called-loyalty.html' title='That little thing called loyalty'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-2333816906400255157</id><published>2011-09-22T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T11:16:53.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seamonkey gets bored of countries'/><title type='text'>Ah, So trapped!</title><content type='html'>LOCATION: Rocky Mountains, British Columbia, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeing trapped lately, I love Canada but I am also ready to move on..there is that little problem that I am a bad saver..I live a comfortable life..but if I want to just pack up and leave..I kind of can't. That has to change I know, I find that when I a ready to leave, I can become an awesome saver..But that is why I have that trapped feeling now, I am ready to leave, but now I need to save, not to mention the fact that I still am kind of living to please others and not doing what I truly want, oh man, I cannot explain the thoughts going though my head right now, so much stuff that I want to do, things to see, places to go..people to meet. I can completly relate to the Jackson Browne song Running on Empty right now..its not about working your butt off and being tired, it is about travel and moving though life, doing so much yet still feeling like there is so much more to acheive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-2333816906400255157?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2333816906400255157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/09/ah-so-trapped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/2333816906400255157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/2333816906400255157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/09/ah-so-trapped.html' title='Ah, So trapped!'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-9168786997781547276</id><published>2011-08-16T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:00:55.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The nut house is calling seamonkey....'/><title type='text'>5 ways to freak out your new house mates</title><content type='html'>LOCATION: Rocky Mountains, British Columbia, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the most normal person, I start out very quiet but its not long before people think im a total nutcase..I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting my Top 5 ways to freak out new housemates..tried and tested by yours truly :D (I wonder why they never invite me out...?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Stalk them in the supermarket and try to pick their pocket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Reaction = “What the hell?...Chani?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Stand over them as they sleep, as soon as they wake up show them something weird you are excited about, like a double stalked mushroom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Reaction = “Huh, oh that's good..that was creepy” (later that night house mates were talking about it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;When talking about what you might do for the night say, “ah man I get so bored, sometimes I just go home and cut my wrists..”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Reaction = blank stare.. “I am kidding..” I say. House mate wide eyed “Why the hell would you say something like that!?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;If for any reason they have  a box, in my case house mate had bought some furniture from Ikea, jump in it and ask them to push you around as if its a boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Reaction = awkward laugh from all house mates “I think you have been spending too much time with the bear”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Come home super excited and talking non stop about something you just bought from the supermarket (I used reduced sugar chocolate milk) hold it up blocking their view of the TV and talk about it as if you are an ad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Reaction = “Are you sure that's reduced sugar?” .. More weird stares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, try some of these tonight and you will be making friends in no time!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-9168786997781547276?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9168786997781547276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-ways-to-freak-out-your-new-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/9168786997781547276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/9168786997781547276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-ways-to-freak-out-your-new-house.html' title='5 ways to freak out your new house mates'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-7115064215872672614</id><published>2011-06-04T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T20:49:53.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The vitamin D in the sun makes Seamonkies happy'/><title type='text'>What a difference the sun makes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="western"&gt;LOCATION: Rocky Mountains, British Columbia, Canada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western"&gt;Ah, today I write this blog whilst sitting outside, its awesome. Its late in the evening and the ice hockey final is on. The Vancouver Canucks are in against Boston Bruins, so of course all the good Canadians are glued to their T. Vs right now, I'm sitting outside enjoying the warm weather that is finally here. As an Australian I think I can be excused from the festivities, it is no AFL game.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western"&gt;From where I sit I have an almost 360 degree view of the snow capped mountains, it has been a bit slow to melt this year, but its happening. It looks absolutely amazing with the sun beginning to set on them casting a nice mix of shadow and light. Would get a photo but I still haven't found my adaptor to charge my Aussie battery in Canada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western"&gt;Today after a long walk in the sun I finally found a running route I liked, I don't like running on flat ground, I like hills and uneven surfaces and what I had been running on was just too flat with only a little uphill and it really did not get me in the running mood. I stumbled upon another trail, so now, connecting the new one and the one I already had, it is a brilliant moderate 50 minute run. Perfect for days when I want to get my heart rate up but not do it tough. So my 2 week lapse of when I had to leave my running partner behind in Calgary and only managing to get out a handful of times is over, I have found my passion to run again, and it feels great, my mind is so clear and satisfied now I have done a great run on a great trail in GREAT weather.&amp;nbsp; Warrior Dash here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-7115064215872672614?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7115064215872672614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-difference-sun-makes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/7115064215872672614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/7115064215872672614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-difference-sun-makes.html' title='What a difference the sun makes.'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-756440655205468110</id><published>2011-06-02T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T16:31:56.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In 20 years seamonkies will rule the earth'/><title type='text'>Ch ch ch Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;LOCATION: Rocky Mountains, British Columbia, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;I find it very interesting to read back on past blogs, little things I write in my diary (one of the many diaries I start and never finish) or even finding little things scribbled on bits of paper, sometimes I can't even remember why I wanted to remember a particular thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt; Sometimes I will be in straight out denial, that even though its written on paper by my own sober hand "There is no way I ever liked that boy!" and the paper gets screwed up and tossed to the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I have an obsession with writing down the first things I ate drank and saw,for the new year or after a birthday, things that other people may find boring but for me, I wish I had done it more often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt; In 20 years time will I still remember I liked a certain thing?  How much will things have changed? We forget the little things everyday, the little things that may make us really happy even for a few minutes of our lives. So I think we should all take the time to write down the little things. Fav song of the moment, movie you just saw, what your fav meal is, who your "in love with", the friends you have now and why they are your friends and see how it changes over the years.  I think the friends one will be really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-756440655205468110?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/756440655205468110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/06/ch-ch-ch-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/756440655205468110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/756440655205468110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/06/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch ch ch Changes'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-1165673721142858151</id><published>2011-06-01T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T22:14:30.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self doubt makes seamonkies boring'/><title type='text'>The Self and Doubt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;LOCATION: Rocky Mountains, British Columbia, Canada.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ah, Its that feeling again, you know the one, that feeling of self doubt. Have you ever wanted something so bad, that when you do get it, your first moments are jubilation but then comes that feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put on a brave face and keep smiling but deep down, you are constantly worrying and over thinking things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a job so bad, I got it.  Yay Me! But now every second I feel like something is going to happen and it will get taken away from me, I feel as though I don't deserve it or that I'm going to disappoint, maybe I was hired because they thought I was something; then I come along and they are like, What was I thinking??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;I'm constantly over thinking things through at work, I may think of doing something or saying something, then I think, maybe I shouldn't then it turns out I should have. Its a constant sick feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will get over the feeling and settle into things, but for now, while that feeling is here I guess I shall just ride the waves and soon I will forget I ever felt this way. My job is amazing and challenging and I feel so honored to be apart of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, fllowing up from last post, I did eat breakfast after dinner, I was hoping it would give me that tired feeling, maybe my brain would associate my eating breakfast in general with trying to eat breakfast first thing in the morning when all you want to do is go back to bed... Didn't work, maybe I should try to eat something more boring then "Cheerios"( this is my summer breakfast as Canada doesn't have weet-bix.... NO WEET-A-BIX is not the same, don't even say it!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;Night xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-1165673721142858151?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1165673721142858151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/06/self-and-doubt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/1165673721142858151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/1165673721142858151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/06/self-and-doubt.html' title='The Self and Doubt'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-1407279868401901497</id><published>2011-05-30T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:48:10.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep is for breakfast lovers'/><title type='text'>Dreaming of Breakfast</title><content type='html'>LOCATION: Rocky Mountains, British Columbia, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I can't sleep, I have been dead tired since I got home from work..yes work YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GOOD IT FEELS TO WRITE THAT.. I have been craving to really start work and today I did a pretty full day of it, my legs are so tired, and I'm sunburnt (sorry Mum) But to have done a full day doing stuff I love is AWESOME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame Canada insisting it stay as light as midday till near midnight, but I can't sleep, and I'm craving breakfast. But one must sleep to have breakfast. Or do I? Would it be such a bad thing to eat breakfast now..after dinner? I guess its something that has been put into my brain since childhood that breakfast is for morning times. Hmm, I'm an adult I think I'm going to snack on some breakfast, for me, this thought is incredibly exciting and as a child a little scoldable, I don't think my housies are going to scold me for it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should learn to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-1407279868401901497?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1407279868401901497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/05/dreaming-of-breakfast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/1407279868401901497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/1407279868401901497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/05/dreaming-of-breakfast.html' title='Dreaming of Breakfast'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-1233729167227626288</id><published>2011-05-29T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:29:23.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I will not procrastinate about going to work'/><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>LOCATION: Rocky Mountains, British Columbia, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He he,&lt;br /&gt;           So I'm working my way up to go for a run, I will go, eventually anywho, thought I might catch you guys up on some things. Im in Canada YAY. Since I started this blog in 2009 (When I was living in New Zealand) I have since moved on to Canada. So I will hopefully start writing some of my adventures down, (dont hold your breath, it could be months between posts and who knows what country I will be in) anyways, forgot where I was going with that. So yeah Im from Australia, lived in New Zealand, have done a bit of traveling in USA and Now have been living in Canada for over a year. I plan on doing lots more travel in the future and I may even document it, sometimes. yeah okay Bye for now, going to cook some food..oh yeah and go for a run..ment to be doing this race thingy. OH and I start work tomorrow!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-1233729167227626288?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1233729167227626288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/05/procratination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/1233729167227626288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/1233729167227626288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/05/procratination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-2669958929584049533</id><published>2011-05-29T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:29:02.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Im bored in another country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whats up with that'/><title type='text'>Boredom and the Seamonkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;LOCATION: Rocky Mountains, British Columbia, Canada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;Why is it that the more bored I am, the less proactive I will be? I have not worked for over a month now, not because I am a jobless bum, but because I took a chance at getting a job I really wanted..and it worked :D but now I just have to wait for the job to start. So I'm sitting in my room, in a town where I have ZERO friends, bored out of my mind, mindlessly watching movies and checking face book every 5 minutes. Why don't I go for a run or long walk...Cant be bothered. So silly I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like that all the time, the more I have to do the more I can fit in, I could work 3 am to 6 pm on a dairy farm and still go for a run, or go do something. I worked 2 jobs on a ski hill and still found time to drink my savings, board and get into trouble. But no, Give an active girl nothing to do, and she will do ....nothing. Must say my room is pretty clean..that's a rare thing.  Gah why do I do that!!? I know I will be kicking myself when I do start work and wish I was fitter, especially when I see all the hot chicks around with their tans and fit legs and the guys hanging off them, HA who am I kidding no one is hotter then me :D :D okay.. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very bored, and all you people who dream of doing.. you know the world travel thing I'm doing.... are screaming at your computer screens, saying HOW CAN YOU BE BORED OVERSEAS. well, because you can. Just because you are  in another country doesn't make your life perfect. But I must say It is a freaking good life. Being able to be bored in another country seems to be more romantic then being bored in your home town. Most of the time.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-2669958929584049533?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2669958929584049533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/05/boredom-and-seamonkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/2669958929584049533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/2669958929584049533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/05/boredom-and-seamonkey.html' title='Boredom and the Seamonkey'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-8024355999925580227</id><published>2011-05-27T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:28:26.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chani cant be bothered sorting photos'/><title type='text'>Digital Woes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;LOCATION: Rocky Mountains, British Columbia, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;So I have just been going through all the photos on my laptop, The amount of photos I have compiled in the last 3 years is..Ridiculous; Over 7000 photos I have managed to collect, what happened to the ease of the film camera, where films were ...I cant even remember the cost and every photo you took (if you cared about budget) was carefully thought about? That way in a year the average photographer would have around 50 to 100 photos, not thousands and they could instantly be put into an album..Not now, I haven't spent money on my camera in years. I point, shoot and upload to my computer and start again.  That's how I now have 55 gig taken up by crap.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;I bought an external drive to put it all on. I m currently trying to go through it all, because half the time I don't even name the photos, and seeing I have the attention span of a goldfish, I usually name about 10 photos and get distracted by something like the pattern on my roof, so I have no idea the locations anymore&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;Where do I start with the sorting? Some pictures I have taken like 6 of the one thing, just slightly  different angles and since I have inherited part of my parents hoarding gene, sometimes no matter how ridiculous the photo..I think,maybe I took it for a reason and I just cant see it yet, o it gets put into yet another folder named “sort” or sometimes I get lazy and just name it “hsfjshkfh”. Gosh Darn, this is going to be a looong process.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-8024355999925580227?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8024355999925580227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/05/digital-woes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/8024355999925580227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/8024355999925580227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2011/05/digital-woes.html' title='Digital Woes'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-6321428811155868442</id><published>2010-01-27T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:04:41.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Changing Faces of January</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;LOCATION: North Canterbury New Zealand. 27/01/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warm days in North Canterbury are few and far between, even in the Summer, I suppose it is warmer then the winters and frosty mornings it gives us, but I have found my craving for hot weather has not been satisfied and I am getting quite frustrated with being cold all the time, a feeling you can never quite understand unless you have lived in a climate that when it&amp;nbsp; is summer, it really is summer! Ill feelings about the weather aside,today North Canterbury gave us a brilliant day, The weather was warm, and clear and when it throws us a warm day, it also ends it brilliantly with a beautiful pastle sunset and crisp clean breeze to cool the earth gradually to ensure a comfortable nights sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow I hope it again gives us a warm day, I plan to go to the beach and then find some bush to go hiking in. I'am on rostered days off at the moment, and I am am incredibly happy the weather has been kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Australia day, I jokingly tried to get the day off as I'am Australian and in Australia it is a public holiday! Instead after work I had a mini BBQ, nothing fancy, just sausages and was trying to get through some of the abundance of alcohol that had been accumulated from being the last back packer standing on the farm, I have been left with many a bottles of spirits from others, who cannot take it with them,including my own collection. Unfortunatly, my other work mates had to work the next day so we couldnt really get stuck in.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was great chilling out to some classic aussie hits and playing my favorite version of Advance Australia Fair by Adam Hill...look it up on You tube.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I felt a pang of homesickness, knowing most people will being having BBQs, drinking and catching up with each other at the beach, but at the moment, I'm on a big adventure, and I soon got stuck into clearing a paddock of wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The boss has been away and we have had the 2IC in charge, (that makes me 3IC!!!)she is fun, but also makes sure we get our work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The start of January saw the return of Kaylee a Canadian girl who helped us out just before christmas, she is due to leave in a couple of days, Kaylee is great to work with and super fun! She lived with me for about a week in my small 1 bedroom apartment, Kaylee didnt seem to mind the couch and it was like being on camp everyday while she stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWnTcCd4RPI/S2EMlauLAgI/AAAAAAAAABg/TjZt9ULQv8k/s1600-h/P1030884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWnTcCd4RPI/S2EMlauLAgI/AAAAAAAAABg/TjZt9ULQv8k/s200/P1030884.JPG" width="150" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Facials With Kaylee ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The middle of January saw Ronan finish up working here, and no longer being my next door neighbour, It was sad to see him leave, the person I spent almost a year working and living very closely with, and at one stage we had the same days off. Seeing him everyday had become like a habit to me, and when he left, it was strange not to see his car, or seeing Kaylee come through the door instead of him,&lt;br /&gt;But&amp;nbsp; I'm used to saying goodbye to people, being a scout you meet many people and forge many great friendships, and one thing I have learned, is that you will see them again and if you dont the fantasic memories are there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before he left we went on a trip to dunedin...seperate blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the end of January has seen a new arrival, new next door neighbour new person to get used to, I could&lt;br /&gt;just run over to Ronan and plant myself on one of his chairs, I hesitate on weather to visit the new arrival,trying to work him out, he is from Ireland, and an ag collage student, same age as me, seems like he will be fun and easy to get along with.&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee and I greeted him at the airport with a big sign, he took it well...good start lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month I have seen the movies Lovely Bones and Avartar3D, both were different to what I expected and both didn't dissapoint me. I also saw&amp;nbsp; Paranormal Activity and many sleepless nights followed, Kaylee and I bought a blanket to hide under in the cinema, and oh boy did we hide, seeing Ronan jump was enough to let me know that I was glad I was hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also rented the movie UP, again other brilliant, unexpected movie, which I think&lt;br /&gt;will appeal more to adults then kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will write about Dunedin now,while Day of the Triffords plays in the background and I read Kathy Reichs, Deja Dead, yes as a woman I can multitask, or I have a short attention span, however u like to veiw it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And If my net ever connects, will upload these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; Night All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Seamonkey xx&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/1349453615377478531-6321428811155868442?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6321428811155868442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2010/01/changing-faces-of-january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/6321428811155868442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/6321428811155868442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2010/01/changing-faces-of-january.html' title='The Changing Faces of January'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWnTcCd4RPI/S2EMlauLAgI/AAAAAAAAABg/TjZt9ULQv8k/s72-c/P1030884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>New Zealand</georss:featurename><georss:point>-43.644025847699496 172.44140625</georss:point><georss:box>-51.591629847699494 157.50000025 -35.6964218476995 -172.61718775</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-7552091566396616560</id><published>2010-01-01T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:43:48.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flappy Ewe Ear Every Bunny!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWnTcCd4RPI/Sz21GGIJ5AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W5250aqU2_U/s1600-h/P1030883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421688642752603138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWnTcCd4RPI/Sz21GGIJ5AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W5250aqU2_U/s320/P1030883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to personally welcome 2010, I hope you enjoy your stay with us, we have high hopes for what you may bring and understand it is up to us to make the most of you before you move on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, hard to belive its been 10 years since 2000, I cant belive how many things have changed for me, where I have been and where I am going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of 2009 was a nice affair, I'm a little dissapointed on how tired I was but I did do a full day of work before going to celebrate the festivities in Christchurch City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work mate Ronan an Irish guy who has been working in NZ since July 2008, and I went into Christchurch and bar hopped starting at Bailies, then to Sullivans, Tree House and Boogie nights until we ended up in the square, much to my delight the band I go to Sullivans to see "The Black Velvet Band (an irish band)"was playing at the square and would be ringing in the new year. It was a very Irish affair, with a bag piper playing in the final minute before the 10 second countdown, the new year was then seen in with fireworks and bubbles. It was great to be among the first countries to see in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then back to Boogie Nights then Sullivans before tiredness and tired high heel battered feet made me need to turn in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Day started off brilliantly, and it stayed that way, after months of cold mother nature gave us in Christchurch a new years gift, a warm 28 degree day and I am very gratefull to my boss for giving us the day off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I ate for 2010, Breakfast at Drexels. 3 egg vegetarian omelte, hash brown and a bite of Ronans French toast.&lt;br /&gt;First Alcoholic Drink, Johnny Walker and coke&lt;br /&gt;First Drink, Hot Chocolate at the hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Movie I watched for 2010, Star Trek and loved it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has now ended with a cool to warm breeze and the fresh New Zealand air blowing over me with a pale orange sunset, its hard to describe how beautiful it is to see the breeze blowing the grass that has since gone to seed whilst looking over at the mountains.  (photo above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to making 2010 my year at the same time it scares me shitless... but I do know this year is going to take me many places, I wil meet many people and grow even more as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be posting a new years video on youtube and will attach the link when I have done so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all my family and friends,&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-7552091566396616560?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7552091566396616560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2010/01/flappy-ewe-ear-every-bunny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/7552091566396616560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/7552091566396616560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2010/01/flappy-ewe-ear-every-bunny.html' title='Flappy Ewe Ear Every Bunny!!'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWnTcCd4RPI/Sz21GGIJ5AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W5250aqU2_U/s72-c/P1030883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349453615377478531.post-1539128935074229121</id><published>2009-12-28T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:25:29.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo I'm writing a blog</title><content type='html'>So, this is not my first blog I have attempted to start, blogging is a bit like diary writing for me, I start one...never goes anywhere... I often think I should write down certain moments, because there is so many we forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I dont know when it came to me, somewhere inbetween steak cooking on my stove and me getting annoyed that the only 2 channels I manage to get both have cooking shows on but I decided to google blogging, and start this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyways here I am, writing a blog, I dont have my own website like mr aussieninja, &lt;a href="http://www.aussieninja.com/"&gt;www.aussieninja.com&lt;/a&gt; but I hope to have one one day, for now,  here it is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      A leaf from Seamonkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me on my travels, delve into the strange workings of my mind, most of all I hope this will be like a diary for me so I can remember the amazing things I will be doing and seeing, the people I will meet, and meet again. And hopefully you may just be able to find somthing I do inspiring, or even just makes darn sense, and take a leaf from me ;).... does that make sence? Do you like my play in words??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ttyl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349453615377478531-1539128935074229121?l=chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1539128935074229121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2009/12/sooo-im-writing-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/1539128935074229121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349453615377478531/posts/default/1539128935074229121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chani-seamonkey.blogspot.com/2009/12/sooo-im-writing-blog.html' title='Sooo I&apos;m writing a blog'/><author><name>Seamonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15682830960283469098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tq-NdBjjSA/TeLpzVzGnYI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDRuexxp5mU/s220/P1050062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
