<?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-6045962</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:49:23.220+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sick of this world</title><subtitle type='html'>Hatred, selfishness, poverty, modernisation blah blah are getting on my nerves and I wish it would all fade away. Metallica's song Sad But True comes to the mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-8532344534513419600</id><published>2009-01-18T21:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:07:48.856+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Juke Box</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/8532344534513419600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=8532344534513419600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/8532344534513419600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/8532344534513419600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2009/01/juke-box.html' title='Juke Box'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-5806725557241302698</id><published>2008-09-12T09:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:51:11.233+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My flower</title><summary type='text'>Blue sky  and white cloudsSay a feelingMy heart calls for an endThe End is finally nearThose wonderful days togetherAppear infront of my eyesMy eyes close to form my flowerMy flower brings sunshineSunshine lights my soulMy soul now yearns for the flowerMy flower is a day awayThat day is tomorrow</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/5806725557241302698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=5806725557241302698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/5806725557241302698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/5806725557241302698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-flower.html' title='My flower'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-116428590214684025</id><published>2006-11-23T17:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:15:02.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Walk to a healthy life</title><summary type='text'>I have always been part of the good health movement. Yoga, meditation and the regular exercises forced upon us by the school  were the first steps towards good health. I read a lot of material on health and nutrition. I have enjoyed it. I keep advising many people. I had been coaxed earlier by my Dad to go for a jog or walk in the morning. I always felt healthy then. But, suddenly I feel I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/116428590214684025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=116428590214684025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/116428590214684025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/116428590214684025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2006/11/walk-to-healthy-life.html' title='Walk to a healthy life'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-116341796360811788</id><published>2006-11-13T16:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:09:23.943+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Encounter with King Cobra</title><summary type='text'>I have always been fascinated by wildlife. I used to spend most of my holidays at a zoo in Dharwar. I used to go once in the morning and then again in the evening. It was near my grandparents house. Also, I watch lot of documentries on wild animals.Myself and Smitha returned home after spending the evening outside. As we neared our building, we could see 3 people including our watchman </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/116341796360811788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=116341796360811788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/116341796360811788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/116341796360811788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2006/11/encounter-with-king-cobra.html' title='Encounter with King Cobra'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-113903034598846237</id><published>2006-02-04T09:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:49:06.046+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Germany , Airport and Me</title><summary type='text'>I have been thinking what I shoudl be writing these days. I can pen all the things happening here and everyone would love it. I am a sadist. I don't want people to enjoy. :P Sorry, I was joking. I will put in more hours on this.I have always admired the Germans and the Russians. Whom do I hate? Secret to be revealed. :) I took the German carrier. They have huge aircrafts compared to other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/113903034598846237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=113903034598846237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113903034598846237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113903034598846237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2006/02/germany-airport-and-me.html' title='Germany , Airport and Me'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-113877305081938568</id><published>2006-02-01T10:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:20:50.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Someday- just cant stop hearing it</title><summary type='text'>I aint gonna tell where I am. Most ppl who are close know where I am hiding. :P Place has beautiful weather. I guess the weather god just wanted me to enjoy the weather.  A big thumbs up to HIM. I love the weather, love the place, love the work. I don't have any preference when it comes to work. But I love to work. And its nice to see ppl working during the working hours here. Also, ppl also come</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/113877305081938568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=113877305081938568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113877305081938568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113877305081938568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2006/02/someday-just-cant-stop-hearing-it.html' title='Someday- just cant stop hearing it'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-113876897644705449</id><published>2006-02-01T09:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-01T10:12:56.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Here i am again</title><summary type='text'>Lots of things have happened in my life after November. I am on the path where I thought I would never tread. Finally on 24th Dec, I chose it and will stick to it. Thats what I promised. *wicked laugh* I had also was running to get my visa stamped.There is a small story to tell. I don't know but i think myself and my friend had been to this astrologer. We had been to get my friend's horoscope </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/113876897644705449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=113876897644705449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113876897644705449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113876897644705449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2006/02/here-i-am-again.html' title='Here i am again'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-113266658233446433</id><published>2005-11-22T18:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-24T14:47:24.196+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cold Tirupati</title><summary type='text'>I have been longing to visit Tirupati for a long time. I believe HE pulls you all the time to remind you that you need to give your visit. The more I visit, more things get done. Things to do, visit HIM and lo everything gets done without a hitch. I have been trying to find a suitable time tovisit HIM. Alas! for many weeks things weren't happening. Last Sat, I said enough is enough; I am not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/113266658233446433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=113266658233446433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113266658233446433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113266658233446433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/11/cold-tirupati.html' title='Cold Tirupati'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-113221775430545253</id><published>2005-11-17T14:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-17T14:25:54.366+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sunny days</title><summary type='text'>Two days have passed and the city has been at its best. Clear blue skies, sunlight and lots of pollen *read dust* :).  Clear blue skies and sunlight are a sign of prosperity. Pollen is a measure of industrialisation *more running cars and other vehicles*.I love the blue skies with mild clouds that give it a shade of white to it. There were times in my childhood when imaginations went far and wide</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/113221775430545253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=113221775430545253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113221775430545253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113221775430545253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/11/sunny-days.html' title='Sunny days'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-113197967962698112</id><published>2005-11-14T20:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-14T20:17:59.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues</title><summary type='text'>Weekend started and has already passed. Weekend was lot of fun and lot of work. I haven't worked hard so much for a long time. I was beginning to catch a cold. And, Sunday evening was the worst. The weather has changed and it has become cold. Chilly weather doesn't cause any harm. Its the pollution. Anti-histamines are the order of the day. I didn't find any at home. I had to urgently go to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/113197967962698112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=113197967962698112&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113197967962698112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113197967962698112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday-blues.html' title='Monday blues'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-113161232731124613</id><published>2005-11-10T13:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:15:27.633+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Table Tennis woes</title><summary type='text'>I had to write this before. I have been playing table tennis for more than 20years. I used to play it every single day for 3 years. I have always made it to the finals of TT tournaments. I have won finals too. But, there was a time when I used to lose to one person. I must have lost two finals to him. Unfortunately, he left the place and I was champion again. I didn't lose the finals for many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/113161232731124613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=113161232731124613&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113161232731124613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113161232731124613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/11/table-tennis-woes.html' title='Table Tennis woes'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-113154181757815577</id><published>2005-11-09T18:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-09T18:40:17.590+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Good things in life</title><summary type='text'>There are times in your life when unexpectected things happen and your life changes. I wouldn't have imagined some years back that I would be here. Where am I? haha That's a secret to be opened soon. Look out for answers. Coming sooon!There has been a new entry in to my realm. New entries don't come so easy. You have to sweat it out. Swords drawn, guns ready to fire and fists ready to hit but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/113154181757815577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=113154181757815577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113154181757815577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/113154181757815577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/11/good-things-in-life.html' title='Good things in life'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112987987306914536</id><published>2005-10-21T10:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:01:13.133+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Anger management</title><summary type='text'>I have been getting angry and hit upon a high some days back. I have been calm all my life. I keep quiet and don't get in to arguments. I present my views with assertion on most occassions but never get in to an argument. The only people who have had a taste of my anger is my mom and my brother. They have been at the receiving end because I guess they are a lot closer to me. I get angry at people</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112987987306914536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112987987306914536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112987987306914536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112987987306914536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/10/anger-management.html' title='Anger management'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112964732631001066</id><published>2005-10-18T18:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-18T20:25:26.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Case study: Beer for longevity</title><summary type='text'>Beer has always been seen as an intoxicant. I hate all alcoholic drinks except vodka. As it becomes too costly to have vodka in pubs and you need to spend lot of time listening to music, beer has been the drink of the pub masses.It's a strange feeling after having beer. You tend to have a very clear mind. Your brain works very well. Most importantly you feel very young again.  Beer actually is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112964732631001066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112964732631001066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112964732631001066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112964732631001066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/10/case-study-beer-for-longevity.html' title='Case study: Beer for longevity'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112782268515592808</id><published>2005-09-27T17:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-27T17:34:45.250+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><summary type='text'>Its been a month now that i have cough. It hasnt gone. I have already finished a bottle of medicine. I have this dry cough that gets aggravated whenever I hit upon pollen in the air. I have had soup nearly everyday but no avail. It was my best medicine for cold and cough. But alas, this time it hasn't worked. I guess the virus has got mutated and the regular soup doesnt have any affect on it. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112782268515592808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112782268515592808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112782268515592808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112782268515592808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/09/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112653419946254305</id><published>2005-09-12T18:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-12T19:40:07.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ganesh Chaturthi</title><summary type='text'>Ganesh Chaturthi the festival of my fav god. Ganapathi aka Elephant God :O :( The day fell on Wed, right in the middle of the week. I didnt bother to take leave. I left on Tuesday evening. There was a huge crowd but luckily thanks to teh KSRTC initiaves of having added a depot to my small town, there are more number of buses to my place. Ofcourse the luxury of an air bus is not there, but i guess</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112653419946254305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112653419946254305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112653419946254305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112653419946254305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/09/ganesh-chaturthi.html' title='Ganesh Chaturthi'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112558749141009497</id><published>2005-09-01T20:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-02T12:14:43.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Poem time</title><summary type='text'>Just love this peom. Of all the poems i chose this. Just one read and i knew this had to be in memory :DFolks, I am telling you,Birthing is hardAnd dying is meanSo get yourselfA little lovingIn between- Langston HughesRandom House Treasury - Best Loved Poemsfrom epharaoh's collection.Visit his blog too. http://epharaoh.blogspot.comBad at html. I will learn soon. :P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112558749141009497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112558749141009497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112558749141009497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112558749141009497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/09/poem-time.html' title='Poem time'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112558415679358204</id><published>2005-09-01T18:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-01T19:58:17.813+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wounds and me are not far apart</title><summary type='text'>Normally Wed is  my best day. Most wed I am clean shaved and love to open neat clothes. But not yday. Yday, I didn't shave.  But yday was an odd day. I actually felt lazy. I had my new dressing(for my wound). I think this is the last dressing. I still have the pain in the elbow. Wound has healed. I nearly fought with the doc. But, patience just made me not to react to the doc. I don't really want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112558415679358204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112558415679358204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112558415679358204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112558415679358204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/09/wounds-and-me-are-not-far-apart.html' title='Wounds and me are not far apart'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112495470548203031</id><published>2005-08-25T12:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-25T13:53:26.430+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hunt for the ideal gal</title><summary type='text'>People say I am now at an ideal age to get married. A skinny person like me who looks more like a kid just kicking in to college has to get married. I feel i am very young. Also, I still want to enjoy my life. Is marriage the only way to live your life? May be it is. You need a companion for life who can actually take care of you.I had been a fool for sometime to take things granted when it comes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112495470548203031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112495470548203031&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112495470548203031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112495470548203031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/08/hunt-for-ideal-gal.html' title='Hunt for the ideal gal'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112487015504956311</id><published>2005-08-24T11:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-25T13:49:22.093+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Observation</title><summary type='text'>I have been observing the world very intently. There is no dearth for people who befriend to gain. I don't mind being at the receiving end. :P Also, I have been oberving that people who get rich quickly start acting arrogantly. I guess it's their first encounter with success. * these people evaluate success with the bank balance* Some people act arrognatly even when they dont have but are in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112487015504956311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112487015504956311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112487015504956311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112487015504956311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/08/observation.html' title='Observation'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112486145718090495</id><published>2005-08-24T09:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:00:57.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ground hit!</title><summary type='text'>I was strictly told to apply leave on Monday to pay visit to our family god. Fearing repurcussions on non-compliance, I agreeed. I didn't apply leave . I thought I will use one of the so called sick leaves. :D Even with injury I had been working. So, I thought I can atleast take one now.We took the road from Dharwar . After 5kms or so, we were greeted with roads with pot holes strewn all over. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112486145718090495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112486145718090495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112486145718090495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112486145718090495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/08/ground-hit.html' title='Ground hit!'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112359026552629042</id><published>2005-08-09T17:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-09T17:54:25.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'>one is just about ok but two is company.. :P</title><summary type='text'>It all started with my desire to get out of Bangalore. I wouldn't have gone if for Mr. Shailesh would have made it to Blore last weekend. So, I started planning once I got the news. I was lto busy last week but just managed to get up a plan. We were going to B. R Hills. Billigiri Rangana*** Betta , whatever its called, I can't remember the name. I am bad at names.We were supposed to start by 6 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112359026552629042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112359026552629042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112359026552629042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112359026552629042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-is-just-about-ok-but-two-is.html' title='one is just about ok but two is company.. :P'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112264738047677769</id><published>2005-07-29T19:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-29T19:59:40.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mists of Magod</title><summary type='text'>I took to another weekend of travelling home. There were none of the problems I faced last week.  But but but, there's always something happening in my bus travel. :) I took the my seat that was a long way back. I took the aisle seat. Seated next to me was a couple. The couple was odd. The guy  was fair, middle aged and wore good clothes. Beside him was this lady who was more than middle aged, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112264738047677769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112264738047677769&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112264738047677769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112264738047677769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/07/mists-of-magod.html' title='Mists of Magod'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112178412832235460</id><published>2005-07-19T19:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:03:06.586+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dry Weekend !!! *sarcastic*</title><summary type='text'>I wrote the whole episode and kaboom, my connection screwed up. I was left with no material published. Anyway let me attempt to write back about things that happened two weeks back.I was going home. It was raining. I was so involved with teh AOM that I totally forgot I had to leave for home *parent's place*. Luckily, wiseness prevailed and I packed things. I searched for my new sweater. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112178412832235460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112178412832235460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112178412832235460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112178412832235460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/07/dry-weekend-sarcastic.html' title='Dry Weekend !!! *sarcastic*'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112108541691085957</id><published>2005-07-11T17:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-11T18:06:57.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cool And Wet Sunday</title><summary type='text'>Sun started as usual for me *weekend thingy* I got up late and then decided we gonna have  bread n omlette for breakfast. I normally like to prepare everythign myself, right from the cuttign of onions and chilies to preparing the  omlette. Fortunately, I did all that. Then, got a call from Harry for another showdown. Myself, Viks n mama went there and decided to watch  F1 at Amoeba in Leela </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112108541691085957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112108541691085957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112108541691085957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112108541691085957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/07/cool-and-wet-sunday.html' title='Cool And Wet Sunday'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112108451827880454</id><published>2005-07-11T11:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-11T17:51:58.340+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Saturday!!!</title><summary type='text'>I actually thougth of writing  on something. I have totally forgotten. Before we go to Sat, on Fri at around 9ish I started playing AOM with the difficulty level "Titan" with "lightning" mode.  I have never tried this difficulty. I was scared of it.  But, on Fri I said how many times are you goign to win with hard as the difficulty level. So here i was playing the mighty computer. It started with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112108451827880454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112108451827880454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112108451827880454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112108451827880454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/07/bloody-saturday.html' title='Bloody Saturday!!!'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112064263787287845</id><published>2005-07-06T11:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:07:17.940+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Visit</title><summary type='text'>I hate hospitals. I mean I love the smell of formalin but can't see the suffering of patients. I had been to Manipal hospital to visit a friend. *older to me by a long way* He had been involved in an accident and he had been hospitalised. I wouldn't like to describe the accident. I guess its better left to rest in peace than publicized.I entered the hospital and took a quick look around. Lot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112064263787287845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112064263787287845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112064263787287845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112064263787287845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/07/hospital-visit.html' title='Hospital Visit'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112048091731069551</id><published>2005-07-04T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:12:11.363+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Seek the blessing</title><summary type='text'>I am kinda of religious. Priest that I am :P. I men I cant wear anything made of gold. I fall sick whenever I wear a gold chain or a ring or a bracelet. I don't know what causes the reaction. I just fall sick. I feel feverish all the time. I feel uneasy and just want to blow the whole world when I am wearing gold. So, the last attempt I made on teh Akshaya Thritiya day too went in to the locker </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112048091731069551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112048091731069551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112048091731069551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112048091731069551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/07/seek-blessing.html' title='Seek the blessing'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-112047844847708139</id><published>2005-07-04T16:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-06T16:42:36.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>First Flight</title><summary type='text'>First Flight-----------This happened a week back. I was home (refer parent's home as home :) ) and am really amazed that birds always pick our house *read balcony* to pitch their tents *read nest*. This has been happening every year. I guess I was in 8th when the first tent was noticed. It was more like a wasp nest. We actually thought it was a wasp nest and asked some gardener to clear it up. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/112047844847708139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=112047844847708139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112047844847708139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/112047844847708139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-flight.html' title='First Flight'/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-111944920638928171</id><published>2005-06-22T19:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-22T19:36:46.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feel like I am going to catch a cold. The weather's gone cold. I shouldn't catch cold when most people do. Thats how it goes for me. Today was a wonderful day. Things are moving swiftly. I want to go to Goa but don't know how it is going to be. I can't reach home thanks to the bad instrument at home. May be its the connection. But I guess the telecom revolution hs to hit the rural areas. Not that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/111944920638928171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=111944920638928171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/111944920638928171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/111944920638928171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/06/feel-like-i-am-going-to-catch-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-111935949280527513</id><published>2005-06-21T18:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-21T18:41:32.810+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I thought, i am slowly but surely getting in to a mood to work. This is great news to me. I want to be working to be alive. lazing around is not my idea of enjoying or passing time. I have to be doing some activity or the other. It has been fruitful with people troubling me to get answers.  I guess I will try double when others ask me.I am also having sleep peacefully. I am happy that I am not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/111935949280527513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=111935949280527513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/111935949280527513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/111935949280527513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/06/as-i-thought-i-am-slowly-but-surely.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-111927254144698381</id><published>2005-06-20T18:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-20T18:32:21.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another new week has begun. Weekend had been good. Being part of the winning team does help to get your nerves back in action and the adrenalin to pump in. I have been becoming too lazy offlate. What's the problem? I  have always been lazy and plain lucky most times. Put it that way. I never studied all my life. I just put in "extra" efforts the day before the exam and could easily score heavily.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/111927254144698381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=111927254144698381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/111927254144698381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/111927254144698381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-new-week-has-begun.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-111820635028432179</id><published>2005-06-08T10:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:22:30.290+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weak week ended!Prep for the weekend started on Fri itself. I was watching Rolland Garros, all clay and lot of tennis. Totally forgot which match i watched on Fri.Sat started off late. I goyt up at 9. I was the first to wake up. Had troubled sleep in the morning :). Got up at 3, 4 30 , 5 15 and 6 30.  Everyday its the story. I just open my eyes and feel the sun already up and blazing away. But, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/111820635028432179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=111820635028432179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/111820635028432179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/111820635028432179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2005/06/weak-week-ended-prep-for-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-108953389382796698</id><published>2004-07-11T13:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-07-11T13:48:13.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm, Sat arrived and passed away. Hmm .. let me think what all happened yday. Got out of the house around 11 a.m. .. went to Commercial Street and met a friend.. Had some rava Dosa (i love this among the dosas). Then, I met another friend and we went for this movie Wlaking Tall with THE ROCK. It was a Amritraj Production. I knew when I saw Amrtiraj that this is going to be a sick one; and it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/108953389382796698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=108953389382796698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108953389382796698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108953389382796698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2004/07/hmm-sat-arrived-and-passed-away.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-108921096682366727</id><published>2004-07-07T19:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-07-07T20:06:06.823+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Orkut has engulfed meSuddenly I think i have been entrapped by orkut. Every now and then I go to orkut and update some of the message boards. I like this community "This is not a community". Its just hilarious!! Bangalore, Blore f1 addicts and the "TINAC" are the communities I post my mesgs. I woudl love to post in others too but just keeping myself restricted to sundry at the moment. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/108921096682366727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=108921096682366727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108921096682366727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108921096682366727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2004/07/orkut-has-engulfed-me-suddenly-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-108800155860091169</id><published>2004-06-23T19:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-23T20:09:18.600+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pain in my elbow has been unbearable. I wrote       my week blog on Sun but it aint here. Who ate my blog?? Anyway, football being teh play of the month, I am liking it. E ng have sailed.. I haet France n i wish they get knocked out. Left my friend at the station .  My good friend got married on Sun 20th June. Me being the priest had to look after all the rituals. :) Saw him off today . He was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/108800155860091169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=108800155860091169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108800155860091169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108800155860091169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2004/06/pain-in-my-elbow-has-been-unbearable.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-108722776367985394</id><published>2004-06-14T21:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-14T21:12:43.680+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>England lost their first campaign against France. Noone would have belived the result. England sitting firmly with a one goal lead gives it away in the last 2 mins of the game. And, Beckham for all reasons known to him misses a penalty again. What's gone wrong with him? Has his personal problems start to haunt him in the field too? What was Gerrard thinking when he gifted the ball away to Theirry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/108722776367985394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=108722776367985394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108722776367985394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108722776367985394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2004/06/england-lost-their-first-campaign.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-108704741731489391</id><published>2004-06-12T18:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-12T19:06:57.316+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its Sat evening and I am typing this blog. I had been working all day today. :( Seems like there is no respite. :) Anyway, I love it. I would have been in Chennai if things woudl have worked out. Things go wrong and now I am here. I forgot I hadn't blogged for a long time. And now i am here. Its a nice feeling;better than the other things I do for boredom. But, I am getting this urge to go to a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/108704741731489391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=108704741731489391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108704741731489391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/108704741731489391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-sat-evening-and-i-am-typing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-106977469419118610</id><published>2003-11-25T21:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-25T21:08:22.296+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*feverish*Hmm. well after a hectic week where in I put in more than 10 hours of work, I ma back here. Also, i had been to Hyderabad. I had been to SalrJung and covered all the 35 rooms that exhibit the antiques. I was down with fever but the sheer enthusiasm of seeing things got me through it. I had gone speed boating in Hussain Sagar. Man, its a wonderful experience. I liked every minute in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/106977469419118610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=106977469419118610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106977469419118610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106977469419118610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2003/11/feverish-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-106888541878026949</id><published>2003-11-15T14:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-15T14:07:04.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*really energetic and enthusiasm*Well I haven't kept my promise of writign everyday. Lots of work and these core dumps and memory leaks leaves u with leaks in your time schedule tahst hard to make up. And I have been having easy days without a drink. Today being Sat,, i'm easgerly waiting for the rugby match, the semi finals. I think i will keep it short this time. i have nothign more to write.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/106888541878026949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=106888541878026949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106888541878026949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106888541878026949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2003/11/really-energetic-and-enthusiasm-well-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-106856609033882646</id><published>2003-11-11T21:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-11T21:24:54.613+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Sad *didnt blog yday. I was drinking yday. -:(( *sobs uncontrollably* but the best music was played at Styx. He actually played Rob Zombie , GnR's November Rain. Also he played Mettalica's  Nothig Else Matters.  Gulped three pitchers n a mug of beer . We were three of us.  :) Anyway went home and had trouble sleeping. I was watching the tele till 3 am :O  My eyes went round liek that Giant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/106856609033882646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=106856609033882646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106856609033882646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106856609033882646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2003/11/sad-didnt-blog-yday.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-106838391569297968</id><published>2003-11-09T18:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-09T18:48:39.960+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Gives out a shout*England at last made it . *whew* Wales played the match of their lives but with some decisions goign against them. Anyway, a nice Sunday with two rugby matches. -:)As usual, got up late. Whats happenign to me? Why am i acting weird? Why can't i get up early? Let's hope tomorrow willbe  a day when i am up early, clean shaven n impressive. I am sporting a french beard. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/106838391569297968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=106838391569297968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106838391569297968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106838391569297968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2003/11/gives-out-shout-england-at-last-made.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-106828996420166033</id><published>2003-11-08T16:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-08T16:42:48.320+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well yday was a nice creative day. been up till 3 and solved a bloody date prob.. Can ppl just find what happens when time functions are used..?  grrr. But with some ingenuity and patience , everythign was put to bed. But i didnt go to bed ... I hate these dogs prowling at night.  Thanks to a friend, I was dropped rigth at the door. But, I love the nights .. I love to wwalk at night. ...Today i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/106828996420166033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=106828996420166033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106828996420166033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106828996420166033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-yday-was-nice-creative-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-106818159674003587</id><published>2003-11-07T10:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-07T10:36:40.613+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Actually  i think it just re-appeared from thin air. Thanks for making the day bright. Who am i thanking? Myself hehe..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/106818159674003587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=106818159674003587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106818159674003587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106818159674003587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2003/11/actually-i-think-it-just-re-appeared.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-106818154266935484</id><published>2003-11-07T10:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-07T10:35:46.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi test mesg my last one just vanished to thin air. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/106818154266935484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=106818154266935484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106818154266935484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106818154266935484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2003/11/hi-test-mesg-my-last-one-just-vanished.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6045962.post-106818148718187402</id><published>2003-11-07T10:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-07T10:34:51.050+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't knwo what to write. Well, day started with me watching ppl get up early. Had my dose of radio. Actually I luv the radio in my bathroom. Water was cold. Weather is cold. Evrythig is cold. -:)  Everybody turns cold. -:) Am i cribbing about the world? Naaaa. I guess I am puttin the right facts in to perspective. I am here to change the world. Can I? Can't I? Can i make a difference? But to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/feeds/106818148718187402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6045962&amp;postID=106818148718187402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106818148718187402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6045962/posts/default/106818148718187402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priest13.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-dont-knwo-what-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>ACP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06042033556019818526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
