<?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-8425966</id><updated>2011-07-31T07:59:49.861+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my World...</title><subtitle type='html'>My journey through day to day life, useless thoughts, pissed of days, happy days... travels.. My world..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-6366856567886835657</id><published>2011-04-28T10:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T10:48:14.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all about the Royals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Royal Wedding, oh yes, how exciting... NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 types of people currently in the UK, the crazies about the wedding, and the totally sick and tired of hearing about the wedding, the bride, the bride's family, the bride's distant relative that is a stripper (who gives a royal shit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am in the second category of people, cant miss the irony that my first post in years is about the ROYAL WEDDING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-6366856567886835657?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6366856567886835657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=6366856567886835657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6366856567886835657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6366856567886835657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-all-about-royals.html' title='Its all about the Royals...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-6681437393991063075</id><published>2010-08-17T23:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:15:42.162+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weird to read posts a few years old!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: must try and blog again.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-6681437393991063075?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6681437393991063075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=6681437393991063075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6681437393991063075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6681437393991063075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2010/08/weird-to-read-posts-few-years-old-note.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-1717364116218070594</id><published>2008-02-17T19:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-17T19:23:35.576Z</updated><title type='text'>South Africa, Jan'08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iIriRA5bI/AAAAAAAAAJc/a_cU8Z9zRvE/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168030853921564082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iIriRA5bI/AAAAAAAAAJc/a_cU8Z9zRvE/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langebaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iIsiRA5cI/AAAAAAAAAJk/F6m00lsCJ0w/s1600-h/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168030871101433282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iIsiRA5cI/AAAAAAAAAJk/F6m00lsCJ0w/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paternoster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iItyRA5dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7l9FtL5467Y/s1600-h/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168030892576269778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iItyRA5dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7l9FtL5467Y/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paternoster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iIvCRA5eI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_6r8wIbpx_4/s1600-h/DSC_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168030914051106274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iIvCRA5eI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_6r8wIbpx_4/s320/DSC_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table Mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iIvyRA5fI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PflLJ2Pu_XE/s1600-h/DSC_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168030926936008178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iIvyRA5fI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PflLJ2Pu_XE/s320/DSC_0210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kite sufers,blouwberg beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.. more to come soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-1717364116218070594?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1717364116218070594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=1717364116218070594&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/1717364116218070594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/1717364116218070594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/south-africa-jan08.html' title='South Africa, Jan&apos;08'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R7iIriRA5bI/AAAAAAAAAJc/a_cU8Z9zRvE/s72-c/DSC_0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-2768200959212211880</id><published>2008-02-08T22:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:23:26.230Z</updated><title type='text'>Finally an update!</title><content type='html'>Since my last post, I've been to Portugal, had Christmas and New Year to celebrate, spent 2 1/2 weeks in South Africa, and all in all its been a fantastic couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent week before Christmas in Portugal and as usual had way too much to do and too little time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Its always so nice to go home, I just wish I had the chance to relax a lot more than I do when I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;Returned to London literally 2 days before Christmas and had lots of last minute things to do(like finish buying my Christmas presents - not a pleasant experience, people do go slightly insane those last few days before Christmas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas and New Year came and went and it was finally time to board the plane and fly to South Africa YAY!!!!!!!!!!!! ( all about SA on a different post).&lt;br /&gt;Finally came back to the reality of winter and work on the 29th January and it felt awful!&lt;br /&gt;Got to the office nice an early, feeling slightly depressed (but since I had to go to work, might as well show off my nice tan : ) , and as soon as I walked in I find that a couple of people have left (including the General Manager), new people had been appointed and had already started their new jobs ( what the f*ck???!!! I was only away for 2 1/2 weeks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I managed to pretend I cared ( f8ck sake, as far as I was concerned I just wanted to tell people about my holidays, eventually log in, check how many emails I got while I was away and eventually start reading them), I was taken for a little catch up/introductions with the new "big" boss, 15 minutes later I was ready to start screaming, the guy is, wellll.......... painfull to cope with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been back at work for 2 weeks now, its been insanely busy, in between trying to keep up with all the work my Manager is sending my way, my customers are as demanding as ever (behave like bl88dy children sometimes - stories for another time) and am already thinking where to go on holiday next, even if only for a long weekend.... suggestions welcomed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!!!&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-2768200959212211880?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2768200959212211880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=2768200959212211880&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/2768200959212211880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/2768200959212211880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-update.html' title='Finally an update!'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-839981663373650501</id><published>2007-12-10T21:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:05:55.136Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R124IexMlXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hbxDW1W4xQs/s1600-h/find-santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142468805364847986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R124IexMlXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hbxDW1W4xQs/s320/find-santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw this at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://delboys.blogspot.com/2007/12/norad-tracks-santa.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Delboy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; blog and think its fantastic and would like to share!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A little known fact, but it's true! The North American Aerospace Defence Command has been tracking Santa since 1955!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/tracking-santa-then-and-now.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;article on Google's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; as well as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noradsanta.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NORAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will even be able to download Santa's complete route on Google Maps on Christmas Eve! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Izzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-839981663373650501?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/839981663373650501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=839981663373650501&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/839981663373650501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/839981663373650501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-saw-this-at-delboys-blog-and-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R124IexMlXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hbxDW1W4xQs/s72-c/find-santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-6960598943141099846</id><published>2007-12-05T22:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:40:53.138Z</updated><title type='text'>More about me......</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Apple Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/apple-green.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are almost super-humanly upbeat. You have a very positive energy that surrounds you.And while you are happy go lucky, you're also charmingly assertive.You get what you want, even if you have to persuade those against you to see things your way.Reflective and thoughtful, you know yourself well - and you know that you want out of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was spot on- Brasil is a country I have lined up to visit for years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Visit Brazil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlatinamericancountryshouldyouvisitquiz/brazil.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If you're looking for an extreme yet chill vacation, Brazil is perfect for you.Go wild at Carnaval, get lost in the Amazon, and relax checking out the beautiful people on the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatlatinamericancountryshouldyouvisitquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Latin American Country Should You Visit?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all about Green tonight!!!   I think I'll keep the blue, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blog Should Be Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/green.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your blog is smart and thoughtful - not a lot of fluff.You enjoy a good discussion, especially if it involves picking apart ideas.However, you tend to get easily annoyed by any thoughtless comments in your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Should Your Blog or Journal Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go!!!&lt;br /&gt;A little more about me..........   :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-6960598943141099846?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6960598943141099846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=6960598943141099846&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6960598943141099846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6960598943141099846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-about-me.html' title='More about me......'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-3632516809548085352</id><published>2007-11-27T21:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:10:40.255Z</updated><title type='text'>My Birth Month says......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R0yVK8udSqI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-KPjOg0bcRM/s1600-h/8374~Good-Aries-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137645290255108770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="230" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R0yVK8udSqI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-KPjOg0bcRM/s320/8374~Good-Aries-Posters.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Bold the 5-10 that best apply to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Tag 12 people from your friends list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. &lt;strong&gt;Decisive and hasty but tends to regret&lt;/strong&gt;. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. &lt;strong&gt;Strong mentality&lt;/strong&gt;. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. &lt;strong&gt;Loving and caring&lt;/strong&gt;. Suave and generous. &lt;strong&gt;Emotional. Aggressive&lt;/strong&gt;. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. &lt;strong&gt;Sickness usually of the head and chest&lt;/strong&gt;. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got the above from&lt;a href="http://www.rplayground.com/"&gt; Rolando&lt;/a&gt; 's blog, and as it happens we're both the same star sign!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends would probably add Proud, Stubborn as part of this list!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No tagging happening at this point!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;————————————&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-3632516809548085352?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3632516809548085352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=3632516809548085352&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/3632516809548085352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/3632516809548085352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-birth-month-says.html' title='My Birth Month says......'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/R0yVK8udSqI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-KPjOg0bcRM/s72-c/8374~Good-Aries-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-7102088128406079479</id><published>2007-11-17T17:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-17T17:38:44.974Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.weblogcartoons.com/cartoons/my-desk.gif" alt="cartoon from www.weblogcartoons.com" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cartoon by &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonchurch.com/blog/"&gt;Dave Walker&lt;/a&gt;. Find more cartoons you can freely re-use on your blog at &lt;a href="http://www.weblogcartoons.com/"&gt;We Blog Cartoons&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is def my desk at work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-7102088128406079479?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7102088128406079479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=7102088128406079479&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/7102088128406079479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/7102088128406079479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/11/cartoon-by-dave-walker.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-7478767282796420619</id><published>2007-11-17T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-17T17:26:49.528Z</updated><title type='text'>BBC Children in Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rz8facudSnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9w5HxDtAO9U/s1600-h/Pudsey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133856639473764978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rz8facudSnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9w5HxDtAO9U/s320/Pudsey.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBC led event that  raises money for children, the mascote is Pudsey ( above pic... how cute is he!!), this year this event manage to raise £19 million in donations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone that has never heard of this charity even please check the link for more information &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#810081;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Children_in_Need"&gt;Children in need&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#810081;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-7478767282796420619?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7478767282796420619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=7478767282796420619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/7478767282796420619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/7478767282796420619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/11/bbc-children-in-need.html' title='BBC Children in Need'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rz8facudSnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9w5HxDtAO9U/s72-c/Pudsey.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-445645846225842008</id><published>2007-11-10T21:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-10T21:49:14.335Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RzYlNw-l07I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ms-xAwEBIZk/s1600-h/TableMountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131329743851213746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 484px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RzYlNw-l07I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ms-xAwEBIZk/s320/TableMountain.jpg" width="411" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have finally booked our next holiday, and as you may have guessed(above pic a bit of a clue! :p) or not its going to be Cape Town, South Africa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been there once before in 2004, but really happy to be going back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B's dad and bro live there and I can't wait to get there, enjoy the city, sunshine, beaches... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been once before and its a beautiful city that I would certainly recommend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't be happier and can't wait to go: we're going in January for 2 1/2 weeks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye for now!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Iz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-445645846225842008?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/445645846225842008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=445645846225842008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/445645846225842008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/445645846225842008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-have-finally-booked-our-next-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RzYlNw-l07I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ms-xAwEBIZk/s72-c/TableMountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-952061959929520593</id><published>2007-10-15T21:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:01:09.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RxPUtPZainI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3UG5GZuh0HU/s1600-h/DSC00724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121671074942716530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RxPUtPZainI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3UG5GZuh0HU/s320/DSC00724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RxPUtPZaioI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vb7VOiRyULQ/s1600-h/DSC00719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121671074942716546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RxPUtPZaioI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vb7VOiRyULQ/s320/DSC00719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RxPT6PZaimI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iO7GCJxonGw/s1600-h/IMG_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121670198769388130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RxPT6PZaimI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iO7GCJxonGw/s320/IMG_1848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps- 3 pics taken in London&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-952061959929520593?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/952061959929520593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=952061959929520593&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/952061959929520593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/952061959929520593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/10/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RxPUtPZainI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3UG5GZuh0HU/s72-c/DSC00724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-788361756971757765</id><published>2007-10-06T21:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:50:34.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rwf0__ZailI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0pWU0c81Yrc/s1600-h/bored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118328881716824658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rwf0__ZailI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0pWU0c81Yrc/s320/bored.jpg" width="381" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been very lazy updating my blog lately, cos nothing exciting is really happening on my life at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;Work has been controlling my life in the past few weeks : been very busy, often working late..&lt;br /&gt;I've got no holidays planned....&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I have started to talk about Christmas ( Scary!! )&lt;br /&gt;..and on weekends we watch the rugby!!! World Cup taking place at the moment in France and today we've watched 2 matches :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England V Australia - England won ( big surprise and upsetting news to my Aussie friends!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the moment watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand V France - match hasn't finished yet, but reckon New Zealand ( they are the best rugby team in the world ( apparently).. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few times, I've started posting and unavoidably it becomes a whinge about work, I dont want to do that this time!! Last outburst was quite enough to amuse a few people!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there's nothing else to be said, the picture above pretty much describes my feelings at the moment!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!!!&lt;br /&gt;Izzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;* by the time i finished writing this post the matched ended and guess what - FRANCE WON - 20 -18 to France - a shocking day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-788361756971757765?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/788361756971757765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=788361756971757765&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/788361756971757765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/788361756971757765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-news-good-news1.html' title='Nothing to say!!!'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rwf0__ZailI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0pWU0c81Yrc/s72-c/bored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-660100997953340905</id><published>2007-09-21T22:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:10:19.709+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Sunrise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/sunrise.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. &lt;br /&gt;Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Time Of Day Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-660100997953340905?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/660100997953340905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=660100997953340905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/660100997953340905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/660100997953340905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-are-sunrise-you-enjoy-living-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-7279875747284408822</id><published>2007-09-21T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:54:50.972+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I need to know!!  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aries - Your Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/aries-love.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're quite the charmer. You've got the wit and attitude to attract almost anyone you meet.&lt;br /&gt;Out spoken and honest, any date knows how they stand with you.&lt;br /&gt;Fearless, independent, and willing to try anything twice - your dates should expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be vain, and you expect your partner to feed that vanity often with complements.&lt;br /&gt;Hot tempered and impulsive, you've occasionally ended things ... only to regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;You're obsessed with being the best, most loved girlfriend or boyfriend your sweetie's ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A risk taking, free spirit like yourself - who can keep up with your latest wild child antics.&lt;br /&gt;Someone stylish, attractive, and fit... who can keep you attracted for months.&lt;br /&gt;Is hard to get - and lets you pursue things. You prefer to be the chaser, not the one being chased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild, unpredictable, fun, and daring. Your ideal date may involve a couple motorcycles or naked skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest and direct - you have no need for romance or much foreplay.&lt;br /&gt;Show off. You like to show your lover how you're the best ever.&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious. You often like to go all night - or aim for multiple orgasms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start to believe in second and third chances. You don't have to dump them so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Savor the process. Sometimes the best part of falling in love is taking things in slow motion.&lt;br /&gt;Let go of comparisons. If someone's with you, then you've already one. Stop worrying about exes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best color to attract mate: Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: Tuesday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Profile?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-7279875747284408822?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7279875747284408822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=7279875747284408822&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/7279875747284408822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/7279875747284408822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-i-need-to-know-p-aries-your-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-236720187298137028</id><published>2007-09-21T21:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:43:37.038+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your element?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Element Is Air&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/air.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You dislike conflict, and you've been able to rise above the angst of the world.And when things don't go your way, you know they'll blow over quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Easygoing, you tend to find joy from the simple things in life.You roll with the punches, and as a result, your life is light and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to adapt to most situations, and you're an open person.With you, what you see is what you get... and people love that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-236720187298137028?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/236720187298137028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=236720187298137028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/236720187298137028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/236720187298137028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/09/whats-your-element.html' title='What&apos;s your element?'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-6771971231528848803</id><published>2007-09-21T15:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T16:46:51.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM FURIOUS RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have just found out that because of a colleague of mines incompetence and extreme dumbness, I have to come to work tomorrow!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT GET PAID OVERTIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not only my moronic colleague hasn't apologise, he doesnt even recognise he's FUCKED UP!!! ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICK PRICK PRICK PRICK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.20........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! oh my! oh my!!!   Still annoyed and the moron is attempting to patronise me now!!!&lt;br /&gt;And he still hasn't apologised and I still wanna tell him to fuck off!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also found out that one of the colleagues that I do really like might be leaving.. not a good day..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY!!!!   : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-6771971231528848803?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6771971231528848803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=6771971231528848803&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6771971231528848803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6771971231528848803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-furious-right-now-i-have-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-6650708279142660611</id><published>2007-08-29T21:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T21:59:52.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Notting Hill Carnival</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was a Carnival weekend, its the biggest street party in Europe, 2nd biggest in the world after Rio, and its absolutely great.&lt;br /&gt;The carnival started taking place in 1965 and even tho it hasn't been short of problems throughout the years, its an even that I highly recommend to def experience London in a unique manner.&lt;br /&gt;For a little more info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Notting_Hill_Carnival"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Notting_Hill_Carnival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mynottinghill.co.uk/nottinghilltv/carnival1.htm"&gt;http://www.mynottinghill.co.uk/nottinghilltv/carnival1.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make it this year, but I have been 3 times before, and although security its a big issue it certaintly doesnt stop anyone to have a fantastic time.Londoners reservations is certainly forgotten about during these 3 days of partying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics I have taken in the past:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcrpwLJ9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/CaBruGop_8s/s1600-h/017_17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104228395194722258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcrpwLJ9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/CaBruGop_8s/s200/017_17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcqZwLJ6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/frEXbaJfc8k/s1600-h/006_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104228373719885730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcqZwLJ6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/frEXbaJfc8k/s200/006_6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcrJwLJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/pMT7LYyLouM/s1600-h/013_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104228386604787650" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="112" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcrJwLJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/pMT7LYyLouM/s200/013_13.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcq5wLJ7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/VkXB48Yxnd0/s1600-h/011_11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104228382309820338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcq5wLJ7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/VkXB48Yxnd0/s200/011_11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcsJwLJ-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/wBHu1goBRA4/s1600-h/019_19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104228403784656866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcsJwLJ-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/wBHu1goBRA4/s200/019_19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-6650708279142660611?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6650708279142660611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=6650708279142660611&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6650708279142660611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6650708279142660611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/notting-hill-carnival.html' title='Notting Hill Carnival'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtXcrpwLJ9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/CaBruGop_8s/s72-c/017_17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-2700918302652799327</id><published>2007-08-25T21:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:12:39.337+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Malta- beautiful, friendly, relaxing...</title><content type='html'>Spent 5 days in Malta with B back in July,really nice break from London life.&lt;br /&gt;Malta is a small country in the med, made of 3 islands: Malta, Gozo and Comino, their currency is the lira and its actually stronger than the pound(dont see that much), its a gorgeous place filled with history and very friendly people&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCVfZwLJ1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/DZfcU2Dkm4I/s1600-h/Malta+-+July+07+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102742744532199250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCVfZwLJ1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/DZfcU2Dkm4I/s200/Malta+-+July+07+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Popeyes Village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCVf5wLJ2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/eDEmumoqCRM/s1600-h/Malta+-+July+07+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102742753122133858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCVf5wLJ2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/eDEmumoqCRM/s200/Malta+-+July+07+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elephants head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCVgJwLJ3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/k1lM0ry-8qg/s1600-h/Malta+-+July+07+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102742757417101170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCVgJwLJ3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/k1lM0ry-8qg/s200/Malta+-+July+07+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; window to eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCViJwLJ4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Yy2jruFxpK4/s1600-h/Malta+Panoramic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102742791776839554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCViJwLJ4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Yy2jruFxpK4/s200/Malta+Panoramic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; view of valletta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCVipwLJ5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/iOW-JzW0JyI/s1600-h/Malta+-+July+07+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102742800366774162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCVipwLJ5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/iOW-JzW0JyI/s200/Malta+-+July+07+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blue Lagoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- apologies for the terrible stiching job with the panoramic pic!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-2700918302652799327?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2700918302652799327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=2700918302652799327&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/2700918302652799327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/2700918302652799327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/malta-beautiful-friendly-relaxing.html' title='Malta- beautiful, friendly, relaxing...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCVfZwLJ1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/DZfcU2Dkm4I/s72-c/Malta+-+July+07+169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-4984282577323645608</id><published>2007-08-23T17:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T21:04:59.815+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCKkZwLJsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5tpkUcinhJ8/s1600-h/IMG_1349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102730735803639490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCKkZwLJsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5tpkUcinhJ8/s320/IMG_1349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SONNET XVIII,Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?&lt;br /&gt;Thou art more lovely and more temperate:&lt;br /&gt;Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,&lt;br /&gt;And summer's lease hath all too short a date:&lt;br /&gt;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,&lt;br /&gt;And often is his gold complexion dimmed,&lt;br /&gt;And every fair from fair sometime declines,&lt;br /&gt;By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed:&lt;br /&gt;But thy eternal summer shall not fade,&lt;br /&gt;Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,&lt;br /&gt;When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,&lt;br /&gt;So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,&lt;br /&gt;So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps-pic taken in Portugal in '05&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-4984282577323645608?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4984282577323645608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=4984282577323645608&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4984282577323645608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4984282577323645608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/sonnet-xviiishakespeare-shall-i-compare.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RtCKkZwLJsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5tpkUcinhJ8/s72-c/IMG_1349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-6407683247530030448</id><published>2007-08-17T09:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T14:17:30.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is home??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/a/a0/Rainbow_Gathering_welcome_home.jpg/400px-Rainbow_Gathering_welcome_home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/a/a0/Rainbow_Gathering_welcome_home.jpg/400px-Rainbow_Gathering_welcome_home.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Portugal a couple of days ago, I spent a week there with B.&lt;br /&gt;It was so fantastic taking B with me to Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;It was good to catch up with a few people, it was good to be there, enjoy the fantastic weather, enjoy the great food, definitely great to see my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was obviously sad to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was not short of little problems,the worst one being accommodation- we were meant to stay with a friend of mine, but her house was a building site, so that didnt really happen(story too long to explain), so I found myself in a situation where I felt like a tourist in my own country, after calling quite a lot of places we eventually found a guest house to stay for a few nights which just meant that most of supposed spending money was for accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;At one point, I felt that once my brother is sorted out and comes over I wont really have any reason to go Portugal anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its home because I lived there all my life and I love the country,but there's nothing there for me any longer. When I get there, I find myself calling London home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. where is home??? I guess London is home..although Portugal will always be "home" because its part of who I am, its runs in my blood - many a time people tell me I def have a temper of a Med/latino person - and I love the country, but at this point in time London is my home and B and all the friends I've made here(some still around and some already gone) are my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-6407683247530030448?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6407683247530030448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=6407683247530030448&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6407683247530030448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6407683247530030448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-is-home.html' title='Where is home??'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-715007565850630009</id><published>2007-07-21T20:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T20:40:32.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic of the day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RqJglC0VB6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CMeywpfc44k/s1600-h/79-oia+sunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RqJglC0VB6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CMeywpfc44k/s320/79-oia+sunset.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089736718409861026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken in Santorini, a village called Oia, which is renowned for its sunsets - this is my favourite pic of the dozens I took of the sunset on that holiday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters, &lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-715007565850630009?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/715007565850630009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=715007565850630009&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/715007565850630009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/715007565850630009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/pic-of-day_21.html' title='Pic of the day!!!'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RqJglC0VB6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CMeywpfc44k/s72-c/79-oia+sunset.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-4655482342303779609</id><published>2007-07-06T21:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:54:11.509+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic of the day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Ro6rPdKRSYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JexRsYyppMI/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Ro6rPdKRSYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JexRsYyppMI/s320/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084189311361960322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to try and uploads weekly photos taken by me of random events ( same as Delboy has been doing for a while).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken last saturday in the pub, at a friends birthday drinks, with my camera phone,Sony Erickson K800i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend peeps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel &lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-4655482342303779609?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4655482342303779609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=4655482342303779609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4655482342303779609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4655482342303779609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/pic-of-day.html' title='Pic of the day!!!'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Ro6rPdKRSYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JexRsYyppMI/s72-c/DSC00131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-8088641004744224881</id><published>2007-07-05T14:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T14:31:56.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How Addicted to Blogging Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-addiction" style="color: #D64B32; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 286px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 17px; background: url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_addiction/badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 30px;"&gt;60%&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;How Addicted to Blogging Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - &lt;a href="http://mingle2.com"&gt;Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-8088641004744224881?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8088641004744224881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=8088641004744224881&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/8088641004744224881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/8088641004744224881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-addicted-to-blogging-are-you.html' title='How Addicted to Blogging Are You?'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-1266381417915129708</id><published>2007-07-05T12:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T12:56:31.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to coffee, ME???? ... apparently so!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background: url('http://mingle2.com/img/bb/outcomes/bg_coffee_quiz.jpg') no-repeat; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBHtKRSSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yBrzow5VO0Q/s200/14-Xmas+dinner-Des+and+James.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBINKRSTI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IEOUEkX18tU/s1600-h/4-Del+and+Deb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081891207505856818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBINKRSTI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IEOUEkX18tU/s200/4-Del+and+Deb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBIdKRSUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wxsP9zr4Tso/s1600-h/Kim+%26+Simone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081891211800824130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBIdKRSUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wxsP9zr4Tso/s200/Kim+%26+Simone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBItKRSVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/fRoTl3IihCM/s1600-h/how+many+people+can+you+get+in+there...JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081891216095791442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBItKRSVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/fRoTl3IihCM/s200/how+many+people+can+you+get+in+there...JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBI9KRSWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hIKAWdZyUmo/s1600-h/cute+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081891220390758754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBI9KRSWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hIKAWdZyUmo/s200/cute+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_4NKRSNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7DS5jfb-r7I/s1600-h/130602299O176405302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081889833116322002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_4NKRSNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7DS5jfb-r7I/s200/130602299O176405302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_4dKRSOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eatf4XQyTkI/s1600-h/DSCN2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081889837411289314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_4dKRSOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eatf4XQyTkI/s200/DSCN2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_4tKRSPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jRIQWZhLFE8/s1600-h/tequila+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081889841706256626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_4tKRSPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jRIQWZhLFE8/s200/tequila+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_49KRSQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0TWBhSphPBA/s1600-h/can+we+all+fit+in+this+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081889846001223938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_49KRSQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0TWBhSphPBA/s200/can+we+all+fit+in+this+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_5NKRSRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pSqFFhUc3JY/s1600-h/Copy+of+020_20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081889850296191250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoZ_5NKRSRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pSqFFhUc3JY/s200/Copy+of+020_20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last month has been mostly about saying farewell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farewell to work colleagues who have found new jobs, farewell to our dosser who has finally left after 4 months living at my house and Farewell to our friends James who is going back to New Zealand and Deb and Del &lt;a href="http://www.delboys.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.delboys.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; who have decided to move to Australia after quite a few years living a travellers life in London. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These past few days have been a time to go down memory lane a bit, remembering how much all our lifes have changed since first arriving in London (myself in Dec '00). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its an exciting and sad time for me right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 6 years - we travelled alot, we drunk a hell of a lot more ( :p ), spent many a weekend at the redback and Walkabout ( a few long lasting relationships started at the walkie - who would have known???!!! ), we were each others family, some of us got married and had kids (go Deb and Kim!!!) and we made forever lasting friendships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These guys will be sorely missed and even tho I'm excited for them and for the new life that expects them down under, I cant help but feel like I've "lost" some of the closest friends I've had in my life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It also time to welcome to the world and say hello to little Felicity and little Emily who were born in the last couple of weeks, one in Oz and the other in England!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-4776575128659096270?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4776575128659096270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=4776575128659096270&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4776575128659096270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4776575128659096270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-for-goodbyes-and-hellos.html' title='Time for goodbyes and hellos'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RoaBHtKRSSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yBrzow5VO0Q/s72-c/14-Xmas+dinner-Des+and+James.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-2228524647123914389</id><published>2007-05-29T10:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T14:40:26.349+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain, rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://image18.webshots.com/18/2/47/74/196724774JDypZy_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was probably the most miserable bank holiday weekend ever!! Weather wise that is... its just rained and rained and rained was windy and more freaking rain.&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT a winter person, I dislike winter with a passion (like many other people in the world). I'll never get used to this weather, even if I live in London for the rest of my life ( which is highly unlikely), I'll never get use to the weather!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still managed to get ridiculously drunk both on Friday night and on Sunday night, bring on sambucca/Springbok to make the world look like a better place. : ) : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its back at work, for what feels like a long week already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-2228524647123914389?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2228524647123914389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=2228524647123914389&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/2228524647123914389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/2228524647123914389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/05/rain-rain-rain.html' title='Rain, rain, rain...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-7867712798299825261</id><published>2007-05-24T12:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:24:34.327+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Been awhile....</title><content type='html'>Hey...&lt;br /&gt;Its been a busy month, havent really been at home on the weekends, been camping, visit family in Thetford and apart from that work, work, work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately the longer I stay away from my house the better, its hasnt really been that great, we've had someone staying at our place for the past 3 and a half months and its driving me absolutely insane, it would be ok if i actually got on well with this person( but that's not the case- we just about manage to be civil) and I've now just become a complete bitch and keep conversation to a minimum...its really difficult and I wont go into to many details, as if I did this would be a very very very very long post!!! Just to make things clear - B and I live in a not very bit 1 bedroom flat ( perfect for 2 PEOPLE not 3), the whole point of doubling our rent was because we were sick of sharing and we wanted our own place.. well, that didnt last for long.&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel like I cant really say anything cos this guy is really good friends with B ( like school friends, they have known each other for a long long time) and if I say something I will probably completely blow my lid and then say things I will probably regret, placing B in a very awkward position.&lt;br /&gt;We finally got a leaving date ( 9th June ), BRING IT ON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is my rant for the day. Apologies to all!!!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is getting quite busy, every day stuff plus small projects creeping in, I quite enjoy the projects side of it, keeps me busy and its always something different going on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've just had a little move round in our office, which was made so ridiculously complicated that at one point it was hilarious to stand back and watch, figure out phones numbers its really not rocket science... well, so I thought until I saw how it was dealt with last Friday in my office!!! Funniest thing, the person that was organising it completely refused any sort of suggestions, so we all just stood back and laughed at how everything was being made so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just listening a conversation between a colleague of mine and a customer whilst typing this post.. and oh my word!!!! I wish I could record it and play it back,if my colleague says : "sort of thing" one more time i think the client is going to flip!!! WHAT A TOOL THIS GUY IS, how the fuck was he ever promoted to the level he's on now???? - Mind Boggles!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post some pics of my camping weekend shortly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak soon,&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-7867712798299825261?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7867712798299825261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=7867712798299825261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/7867712798299825261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/7867712798299825261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/05/been-awhile.html' title='Been awhile....'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-3447063217024641028</id><published>2007-04-25T15:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T15:53:08.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A corny moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Ri9qsZqf1FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fzZGMg6NG70/s1600-h/4495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057378217596277842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Ri9qsZqf1FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fzZGMg6NG70/s320/4495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my favourite song at the moment.. lyrics probably a bit corny!!! But hey, nothing wrong with corny, most nice things in the world are corny.. ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"There was a time I had nothing to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I needed shelter from the storm i was in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And when it all got too heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;You carried my weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And i want to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And i want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;That you are all that i need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;For you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I give my soul to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;You see me, love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just the way i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;For you i am a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I said you are the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;For everything i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'd be lost, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;At the edge of the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;There's no one around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;No one but you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We'd talk for hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;As time drifts away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I could stay here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And hold you this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Coz you are all that i need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;For you, I give my soul to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;You see me, love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just the way i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;For you i am a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I said you are the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;For everything i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'd be lost, so lost without you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;James Morrison "Better Man&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-3447063217024641028?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3447063217024641028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=3447063217024641028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/3447063217024641028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/3447063217024641028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/04/corny-moment.html' title='A corny moment...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Ri9qsZqf1FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fzZGMg6NG70/s72-c/4495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-6425042901154960951</id><published>2007-04-07T23:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T00:09:22.438+01:00</updated><title type='text'>London Pics!!!</title><content type='html'>Hope you all enjoy the photos as much as I enjoyed taking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhgizmAHWEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sgf3-xke3K8/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050825251865712706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhgizmAHWEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sgf3-xke3K8/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunset in London - Thames river, by Hammersmith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhgifGAHWDI/AAAAAAAAADs/39CIMNvl_48/s1600-h/big+ben+cropped+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050824899678394418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhgifGAHWDI/AAAAAAAAADs/39CIMNvl_48/s320/big+ben+cropped+pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trafalgar Square &amp; Big Ben&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rhgh2mAHWCI/AAAAAAAAADk/Eviqz2mavck/s1600-h/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050824203893692450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rhgh2mAHWCI/AAAAAAAAADk/Eviqz2mavck/s320/IMG_3741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Queen Victoria Monument by Buckingham Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rhghf2AHWBI/AAAAAAAAADc/M8QOiwls4ZA/s1600-h/IMG_3736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050823813051668498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rhghf2AHWBI/AAAAAAAAADc/M8QOiwls4ZA/s320/IMG_3736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St James's Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhghC2AHWAI/AAAAAAAAADU/Qqa304EE7-M/s1600-h/IMG_3746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050823314835462146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhghC2AHWAI/AAAAAAAAADU/Qqa304EE7-M/s320/IMG_3746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Eye - View from Whitehall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rhggs2AHV_I/AAAAAAAAADM/N8rzskFp8fM/s1600-h/IMG_3750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050822936878340082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/Rhggs2AHV_I/AAAAAAAAADM/N8rzskFp8fM/s320/IMG_3750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trafalgar Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-6425042901154960951?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6425042901154960951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=6425042901154960951&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6425042901154960951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/6425042901154960951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/04/london-photos.html' title='London Pics!!!'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhgizmAHWEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sgf3-xke3K8/s72-c/DSC00211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-4818394012881130022</id><published>2007-04-04T10:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:28:23.454+01:00</updated><title type='text'>London</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhNyJ2AHV-I/AAAAAAAAADE/1sFFTYK3BsI/s1600-h/59845038RL351571206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049505120652842978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhNyJ2AHV-I/AAAAAAAAADE/1sFFTYK3BsI/s320/59845038RL351571206.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last weekend was spent walking around visiting tourist spots around London, so much left to visit tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been living in this city for 6 and a bit years and its so easy to forget how amazing this place actually is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was walking around with my cousin and it was her first time in London, it was cool to see her reaction to the Palace,Big Ben, Westminster Abbey. She took lots of photos, and I couldnt help myself so had to take a few, the above photo was taken a few months ago on a night out, pics of this weekend will be posted soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is too short to waste it worrying about everything, I guess I just have to keep reminding myself that in spite of all its problems I actually live in one of the most amazing cities in the world and take time to actually admire everything around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speak soon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isabel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-4818394012881130022?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4818394012881130022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=4818394012881130022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4818394012881130022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4818394012881130022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/04/london.html' title='London'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RhNyJ2AHV-I/AAAAAAAAADE/1sFFTYK3BsI/s72-c/59845038RL351571206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-1362403129859584367</id><published>2007-02-26T22:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T17:07:37.682Z</updated><title type='text'>Office politics/gossip get involved or stay well clear??!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/ReWPGmmNfoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/x25tO4CM1Ts/s1600-h/Gossip-La_medisance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036589101886570114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/ReWPGmmNfoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/x25tO4CM1Ts/s320/Gossip-La_medisance.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess every single working environment will suffer from the much dreaded gossip/ politics.. What to do in a situation where one ends up getting involved???&lt;br /&gt;Well... I'm at the best of times quite an outspoken person so against best judgement in occasions I end up being quite honest and giving people my opinion on the matter in hand. I have to say that not always goes down well, but hey, doesn't really bother me most times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, due to a few changes happening round here, the office politics/gossip reached an all time high where common sense just tells me "stay well clear or you'll end up getting into shit over your big gob!!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's proving to be really difficult for me to keep my mouth shut, I have had to bite my tongue in occasions(quite a few occasions in fact), especially as a recently promoted person is getting a head so big, I don't think it'll actually fit up you know where any longer, also considering that I have known this person for most of the time I have worked here and we actually had a good working relationship, I'm finding really difficult to handle his self-importance when its not really justified ( major power trip )- and just to make this clear, everyone in this office is having a problem with it - so much so, that I don't think most of us can actually hold a conversation with this person without being sarcastic ( but he wont even notice- self important and dumb, talk about great combinations).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apologies for rambling a bit.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So.. office gossip. Yes??!!!! Lets see how I manage.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speak soon, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isabel &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-1362403129859584367?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1362403129859584367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=1362403129859584367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/1362403129859584367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/1362403129859584367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/02/office-politicsgossip-get-involved-or.html' title='Office politics/gossip get involved or stay well clear??!!!'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/ReWPGmmNfoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/x25tO4CM1Ts/s72-c/Gossip-La_medisance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-5341619570119468260</id><published>2007-02-12T14:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-12T14:52:20.252Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RdB-XXEqNqI/AAAAAAAAACo/MmerfmADbUw/s1600-h/torre-belem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030659723568494242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RdB-XXEqNqI/AAAAAAAAACo/MmerfmADbUw/s320/torre-belem.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back at work today from a weeks leave that was spent in Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;It was good to be home as it always is…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 6 hours travelling on the way there,as TAP decided to cancel the flight and book every passenger on a different flight that was going to stop over in Dublin, what was suppose to be a 2.5 hours flight turned into 6 hours. Needless to say that none of the passengers were pleased about it, specially with the attitude of the cabin crew which seem to think that it was fine not to give us any info whatsoever about what was going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, finally landed made my way to my friend’s house completely knackered and wishing my life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this trip was to actually sort a few things out – which seems to be the main reason y I spend so much time in Portugal these days - I was getting up around 7.30 am every day and rushing around between trying to see David and sort all the stuff out and having a few annoyed moments with the different bureaucratic bullsh8t that they kept throwing at me…&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up, I’m actually happy to be back at work, don’t get me wrong, I loved seeing David, but I was sooo tired by Friday, I was welcoming Monday to come back to work. - CANT BELIEVE I'M ACTUALLY SAYING THIS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Planning my next holiday now - NOT Portugal - wanna go somewhere nice to chill out but not get bored ( beach, but also enough nature or city life to keep me occupied ) ... So, if anyone has any suggestions, feel free.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speak soon, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isabel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-5341619570119468260?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5341619570119468260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=5341619570119468260&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/5341619570119468260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/5341619570119468260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-at-work-today-from-weeks-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RdB-XXEqNqI/AAAAAAAAACo/MmerfmADbUw/s72-c/torre-belem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-5933640140881100435</id><published>2007-01-26T12:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-26T15:27:40.767Z</updated><title type='text'>More about me... A-Z version..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A - Available/Single or Taken?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;B - Best Friend?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... my cousin Rosinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;C - Cake or pie?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......cake, anyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;D - Drink Of Choice?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....def coffee, get so grumpy when I dont have my coffee in the morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;E – Essential Item You Use Everyday?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....toothpaste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;F - Favourite Color?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;G - Gummy Bears or Worms?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....well........given the choice I'll have to say gummy bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;H - Hometown?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... My childhood was pretty much divided between Lisbon and a small village in the portuguese region of Alentejo, although I always feel a real sense of coming home when going to Alentejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I - Indulgence?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Books, spend way too much money on books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;J - January or February?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......February - this is a short month,when I get over the long month of January and six weeks without pay and I really start looking forward to Spring and warmer weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;K - Kids &amp;amp; Their Names?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... Don't have kids, don't foresee having kids in the near future. And in all honesty I havent really stopped to think of names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;L - Life is Incomplete Without?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Books, and of course B...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;M - Marriage date?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... not married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;N - Number of Siblings?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;......1 younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O - Oranges or Apples?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... Oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;P - Phobias/Fears?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... This one is hardly original, but I'm scared shitless of snakes, something about snakes just creeps me out. I can't even stand to watch them on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Q - Favourite (movie) Quote?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...... no one puts baby in the corner... HAHAHAHA... how cheesy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;R - Reason to Smile?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....its friday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;S - Season? Spring or Fall?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... Spring, I love spring.The expectation of warmer weather. The birds singing... I just love Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;T - Tag 3 people?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Del, Deb - will tag only these two for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;U - Unknown Fact About Me?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I cant really think of anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;V - Vegetable you don’t like?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I seriously don't like carrots, well..boiled carrots especially, its a childhood thing, never ever liked boiled carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;W - Worst Habit?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....reading whilst B is trying to sleep, it really annoys him... And of course, smoking which also really annoys B.&lt;br /&gt;.... Along with the above comes the fact that I'm really stubborn and will not stop regardless how much it annoys B. And yes, he has the patiente of an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;X - X-rays You’ve Had?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Y - Your Favorite Food?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Well, I loved seafood I won't even go into specifics, just seafood in general - give it to me and I'll have a smile plastered all over my face. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Z – Zodiac sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.... Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-5933640140881100435?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5933640140881100435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=5933640140881100435&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/5933640140881100435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/5933640140881100435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-about-me-z-version.html' title='More about me... A-Z version..'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-1311300901808471617</id><published>2007-01-25T16:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:52:46.676Z</updated><title type='text'>How I feel right this minute.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RbjgA3BkrlI/AAAAAAAAACc/QVWIoXrNgjw/s1600-h/boredom.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024011689706958418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RbjgA3BkrlI/AAAAAAAAACc/QVWIoXrNgjw/s320/boredom.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-1311300901808471617?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1311300901808471617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=1311300901808471617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/1311300901808471617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/1311300901808471617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-i-feel-right-this-minute.html' title='How I feel right this minute.......'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RbjgA3BkrlI/AAAAAAAAACc/QVWIoXrNgjw/s72-c/boredom.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-318927026199307977</id><published>2007-01-25T14:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:52:02.779Z</updated><title type='text'>Babel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RbjFiXBkrkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hYEm7L7xn38/s1600-h/53394_aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023982578418626114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RbjFiXBkrkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hYEm7L7xn38/s320/53394_aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When to watch "Babel" on sunday, has to be said that this was actually a second option, we actually wanted to go and see "Blood Diamonds", so we didn't really know anything about Babel besides the fact that it got really good reviews and that Brad Pitt was on it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, on our way out - my first reaction was a bit :" wot a pile of sh8t", then we started discussing it and slowly I actually started being more and more positive about this movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now I'd actually love to go watch it again, there's with a few little things left unexplained, but nothing extreme that will actually ruin the movie for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I was a bit close minded for this movie as I was set on watching Blood Diamonds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I definitely reccomend it, and will watch it again at some point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you enjoy it!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye for now, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isabel &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-318927026199307977?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/318927026199307977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=318927026199307977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/318927026199307977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/318927026199307977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/01/babel.html' title='Babel'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RbjFiXBkrkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hYEm7L7xn38/s72-c/53394_aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-1173539546136651319</id><published>2007-01-16T14:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-16T16:25:56.768Z</updated><title type='text'>Money,money....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another week closer to pay day, it does feel like pay day wont arrive until I've spent all my overdraft money...&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is I got a call from my bank whilst I was on holiday in December - and had not checked my bank account in a little while and was a bit worried about it as well -and all they had to tell me was how great it was that I hadn't used my o/d in about 7 months and that I seemed to be managing my money quite well- the whole time I'm thinking:"are u sure u are looking at MY bank account?" and " Wot the fuck????" And then January came and the whole being good with money went truly and seriously down the drain.. Damn... guess I wont have any annoying bank people calling me anytime time soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back to my boring job now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now,&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-1173539546136651319?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1173539546136651319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=1173539546136651319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/1173539546136651319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/1173539546136651319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/01/moneymoney.html' title='Money,money....'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-5008656688250436155</id><published>2007-01-12T15:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T16:28:49.436Z</updated><title type='text'>Travelling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RaerO3BkrjI/AAAAAAAAACE/h3AOYZ-YgWU/s1600-h/backpacker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019168581504773682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RaerO3BkrjI/AAAAAAAAACE/h3AOYZ-YgWU/s320/backpacker.jpg" width="411" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reading other blogs and websites of people that have made a life choice to spend years travelling around the world, just makes me really jealous..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since I can remember I have always had the desire to travel, to meet new places, different people and used to struggle quite a lot with people that didn't share this passion with me, to the point that I had arguments with people that use to tell me that they have not the slightest wish to see the world. - The idea of this really confused me - how can one NOT want to see the world.&lt;br /&gt;I still struggle to understand these people but at the same time I have come to realise that some people are like me and some people will quite happily live in one place all their lives and will never feel like they have missed out on anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since those days, I have moved to London and have managed to see a little bit of the world but only for short periods of time, not for a six months or a year, and this is what I would really LOVE to do. This idea is in my mind all the time, but it never seems to be the right time to take so much time off work or things happen that pretty much make it impossible to hand in resignation. Maybe one day I'll just stop caring whether its the right time or not and just do it, for now, I'll just keep waking up in the morning coming to work and plan my next holiday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well done to all the people that found their right time or just stopped caring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bye for now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isabel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-5008656688250436155?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5008656688250436155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=5008656688250436155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/5008656688250436155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/5008656688250436155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/01/travelling.html' title='Travelling...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RaerO3BkrjI/AAAAAAAAACE/h3AOYZ-YgWU/s72-c/backpacker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-4979577501454850323</id><published>2007-01-10T09:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-10T14:08:05.637Z</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve - Pics</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sent these photos this morning from New Years Eve.&lt;br /&gt;Really good night, shots of sambucca def. helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for now...&lt;br /&gt;Speak soon,&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RaTAb3BkreI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Or6yCMLMw2s/s1600-h/DSCN4271_resize[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018347469657124322" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RaTAcHBkrhI/AAAAAAAAABM/WAcJQJuUgwk/s320/DSCN4303_resize%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RaTAcXBkriI/AAAAAAAAABU/YvZ-xOnQV5E/s1600-h/DSCN4305_resize[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018347478247058978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RaTAcXBkriI/AAAAAAAAABU/YvZ-xOnQV5E/s320/DSCN4305_resize%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-4979577501454850323?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4979577501454850323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=4979577501454850323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4979577501454850323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/4979577501454850323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-eve-pics.html' title='New Years Eve - Pics'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/RaTAb3BkreI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Or6yCMLMw2s/s72-c/DSCN4271_resize%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-116782184566626403</id><published>2007-01-03T10:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-03T11:01:38.726Z</updated><title type='text'>Another day</title><content type='html'>Jan 3rd 2007 - And could i be anymore bored???? Noooooooooooo...... of course I'm working. well, I'm here, obviously not working very hard!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a bit shit this morning - my whole body is sore, the 30 minutes on the bus and train were just horrible, I obviously had a few paracetamol, so feeling marginally better right now.Its just plain boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, cant think of anything to say.. BRILLIANT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those days, I just wanna go home curl up in bed and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-116782184566626403?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/116782184566626403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=116782184566626403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/116782184566626403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/116782184566626403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-day.html' title='Another day'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-116774695248147223</id><published>2007-01-02T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:30:10.926Z</updated><title type='text'>Hello there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After a few months with no news.. ( wots new!!!!).. Just thought I'd let you know, wot I've been up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;December was a busy month for me, went to Portugal for 10 days, spent the first 4 with family and then headed to Lisbon to stay with friends. Always a pleasure to go home, despite all the issues and the fact that I always spend way too much money (my credit card balance is quite scary at the moment).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Came back from Portugal for 4 days then headed to Ireland for Xmas, spent time in Laytown and Bettystown- nothing much happens around there, so besides spending time in the Pub, and go for a walk on the beach on Xmas day ( after all the turkey and ham, really needed a walk), we pretty much just chilled out.. Also went for a drive to Kells, which is were is B's family comes from, again very charming town.. with not much happening.. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Came back to London on the 27th, back to work for 28th and 29th ( the joy, the joy!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;New years celebration was spent with friends at the Elgin, turned out to be a really good night,sambuca did probably have a bit to do with it.. And obviously D. singing 500 miles on Karaoke -- Great stuff... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And its now all over, back to work today.. for a change nothing is working properly, luckily lots of people still on holiday, so up to now no idiots on the phone with a completely stupid complaint.. ( I love my job, REALLY!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Havent made a new years resolution yet - still thinking about it--... but for all of you that did - HOPE YOU MANAGE TO GET THRU THE NEXT WEEK, WITHOUT FALLING INTO TEMPTATION.. :p -- If you do, oh well, U've got another 12 months to try... ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now time to pretend I'm doing some work!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isabel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-116774695248147223?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/116774695248147223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=116774695248147223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/116774695248147223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/116774695248147223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-there.html' title='Hello there...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-116773978643148060</id><published>2007-01-02T11:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:09:46.443Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/602/531/1600/673489/happy-new-year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/602/531/320/815121/happy-new-year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;          &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;With New year resolutions or not...  Hope everyone has had a BRILLIANT New Year's Eve.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-116773978643148060?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/116773978643148060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=116773978643148060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/116773978643148060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/116773978643148060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2007/01/with-new-year-resolutions-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-116239901988398412</id><published>2006-11-01T16:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-01T16:44:54.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Col. Tim Collins speech to his troops in Iraq ( Royal Irish Regiment)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;( taken from the book Rules of Engagement, by Tim Collins - a book I certaintly recommend)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We go to liberate, not to conquer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We will not fly our flags in their country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We are entering Iraq to free a people and the only flag which will be flown in that ancient land is their own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Show respect for them.&lt;br /&gt;There are some who are alive at this moment who will not be alive shortly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Those who do not wish to go on that journey, we will not send.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;As for the others, I expect you to rock their world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Wipe them out if that is what they choose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But if you are ferocious in battle remember to be magnanimous in victory.&lt;br /&gt;Iraq is steeped in history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It is the site of the Garden of Eden, of the Great Flood and the birthplace of Abraham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tread lightly there.&lt;br /&gt;You will see things that no man could pay to see-- and you will have to go a long way to find a more decent, generous and upright people than the Iraqis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You will be embarrassed by their hospitality even though they have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Don't treat them as refugees for they are in their own country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Their children will be poor, in years to come they will know that the light of liberation in their lives was brought by you.&lt;br /&gt;If there are casualties of war then remember that when they woke up and got dressed in the morning they did not plan to die this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Allow them dignity in death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bury them properly and mark their graves.&lt;br /&gt;It is my foremost intention to bring every single one of you out alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But there may be people among us who will not see the end of this campaign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We will put them in their sleeping bags and send them back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;There will be no time for sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;The enemy should be in no doubt that we are his nemesis and that we are bringing about his rightful destruction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;There are many regional commanders who have stains on their souls and they are stoking the fires of hell for Saddam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He and his forces will be destroyed by this coalition for what they have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;As they die they will know their deeds have brought them to this place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Show them no pity.&lt;br /&gt;It is a big step to take another human life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It is not to be done lightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I know of men who have taken life needlessly in other conflicts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I can assure you they live with the mark of Cain upon them.&lt;br /&gt;If someone surrenders to you then remember they have that right in international law and ensure that one day they go home to their family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The ones who wish to fight, well, we aim to please.&lt;br /&gt;If you harm the regiment or its history by over-enthusiasm in killing or in cowardice, know it is your family who will suffer.You will be shunned unless your conduct is of the highest -- for your deeds will follow you down through history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We will bring shame on neither our uniform or our nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It is not a question of if, it's a question of when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We know he has already devolved the decision to lower commanders, and that means he has already taken the decision himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;If we survive the first strike we will survive the attack.&lt;br /&gt;As for ourselves, let's bring everyone home and leave Iraq a better place for us having been there.&lt;br /&gt;Our business now is North.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-116239901988398412?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/116239901988398412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=116239901988398412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/116239901988398412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/116239901988398412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Tim Collins speech to his troops in Iraq ( Royal Irish Regiment)'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-115473440922299635</id><published>2006-08-05T00:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T00:33:29.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend - at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/HappyWeekend_Jeester_ib.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px" height="321" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/HappyWeekend_Jeester_ib.gif" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Is it just me or this has been THE longest week ever...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally friday night, its not even because I have any really exciting plans,but just the idea of not having to wake up tomorrow and go to work is enough to make me really happy..  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow heading to Kent to visit friends and see Paul's album launch... Check out &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4thwall.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.4thwall.net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; -- really really excited about that, it'll be a FANTASTIC night..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now my lovelies its time to say goodnight.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isabel xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-115473440922299635?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/115473440922299635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=115473440922299635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/115473440922299635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/115473440922299635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/08/weekend-at-last.html' title='Weekend - at last'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-115438268399280372</id><published>2006-07-31T22:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:51:24.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Norway Photos - as promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Norway%20cruise%20166a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/Norway%20cruise%20166a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Sunset..&lt;br /&gt;                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Norway%20cruise%20151a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/Norway%20cruise%20151a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                           Bergen                                                           &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Norway%20cruise%20144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/Norway%20cruise%20144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                Cute troll &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Norway%20cruise%20165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/Norway%20cruise%20165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                         Brendan and I &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/130603659O800491117.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/130603659O800491117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                             Our first pint  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Norway%20cruise%20133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/Norway%20cruise%20133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                              Old town- Bergen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Norway%20cruise%20111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/Norway%20cruise%20111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                 Fjord &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Norway%20cruise%20114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/Norway%20cruise%20114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                           House &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Norway%20cruise%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/Norway%20cruise%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                         Little Isle&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/8425966-115438268399280372?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/115438268399280372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=115438268399280372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/115438268399280372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/115438268399280372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/07/norway-photos-as-promised.html' title='Norway Photos - as promised'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-115434145171552401</id><published>2006-07-31T09:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:24:11.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Norwegian Fjords</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Bergen_Vaagen_autumn.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/Bergen_Vaagen_autumn.5.jpg" width="405" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few weeks with no news, I think its about time I let you know what I've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weekends ago spent 3 days cruising the Norwegian Fjords with a few friends, which was absolutely amazing, if anything just made me feel like going back with more time, and travel further north where apparently the scenery is much more dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend started with a 3 hour train journey up to Newcastle quite early in the morning, there we boarded our cruise ship. We sailed to Stavanger and then Haugesund, unfortunately we were unable to spend time in these 2 cities, from there we traveled to Bergen, the scenery was stunning, the houses are really cute, and the whole journey up to Bergen I was amazed, i didnt know where to look, I didnt wanna miss out on any details of that amazing scenery.&lt;br /&gt;None of the photos do justice to what the place was really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 2 hours in Bergen, so we figure that the funicular would be a good idea. The view of the city from the top of Mount Floyen was amazing, it really is an beautiful city with an amazing sense of space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got back on the ferry all we did was a lot of card playing,( The King was beaten at his own game, Well done King ). had quite a few cocktails, saw a truly amazing sunset. And slept lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly advice anyone to go to Norway, its not CHEAP, but you'll never forget the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend, that just gave me a little taste of what Norway looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be added soon, just need to get some of the pics sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-115434145171552401?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/115434145171552401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=115434145171552401&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/115434145171552401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/115434145171552401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/07/norwegian-fjords.html' title='Norwegian Fjords'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-114952360474934399</id><published>2006-06-05T17:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T17:06:44.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVED YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;OnceI loved you once, nor can this heart be quiet;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;For it would seem that love still lingers there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;But do not you be further troubled by it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I would in no wise hurt you, oh, my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I loved you without hope, a mute offender;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;What jealous pangs, what shy despairs I knew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;A love as deep as this, as true, as tender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;God grant another may yet offer you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alexander Pushkin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-114952360474934399?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114952360474934399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114952360474934399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114952360474934399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114952360474934399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-loved-you.html' title='I LOVED YOU'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-114675992469504484</id><published>2006-05-04T16:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T17:25:24.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life sucks</title><content type='html'>I´ve had enough of surprises in my life, I want a normal boring life, full of routine and predictable things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, what a fucking nightmare, more so to David than to myself, but I can´t stop thinking what is going to happen from here, I know I need to be strong and I´m trying very hard.. I´ll be fine and I´ll always be there for David, and I know he is a strong person... I hope that always remains the same,cos this hasnt ended yet, we still have a long way to go although hope is not something I´m really hanging onto now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every action has a consequence and we all have to pay those consequences but fucking hell its about time something good happens... Because if not then I dont know what is the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m sick and tired of people giving me moral lessons, sick and tired of pretence and lies.&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired of people wanting to know but not really giving a shit, sick and tired of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m pissed off with myself for not being there for him for not knowing what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;I´m pissed off with the world, pissed off with the so called self righteous, fucking owners of the truth that really have no fucking idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow the sun will shine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-114675992469504484?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114675992469504484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114675992469504484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114675992469504484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114675992469504484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-sucks.html' title='Life sucks'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-114573437987682160</id><published>2006-04-22T20:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T20:32:59.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home</title><content type='html'>Arrived in Portugal around 11 am today, which involved a 6am start, which for me it IS middle of the night, my friend was at the airport waiting for me which was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;It always feels strange the first day I´m back. Dont quite feel at home here anymore, if it wasnt for my brother, i dont think I´d come back in a rush.Of course I´d miss the few people i still have here, and my friends, but i think London is home now-well until i move countries again...  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I´m here now, and I´ve spend a load of money already-unfortunately not on clothes - all practical stuff pretty much all for David, and its been pissing down with rain all day, so on top of no money, I also got soak walking to my friends house with 4 bags of food-crappy first day.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the weather ppl got something right for once and tomorrow we´ll have 25C, otherwise, I´m pretty fucked.. My wardrobe for this holiday consists of flip flops a pair of boots, jeans and summers t-shirts- the reason why this is the case is that i was told the weather was fantastic here already and i could get away with summer tops - y, oh y did i believe this????&lt;br /&gt; Now my lovelies, time to go, one of my friends has just arrived home from work and its time to chat.. yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,:p&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-114573437987682160?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114573437987682160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114573437987682160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114573437987682160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114573437987682160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-home.html' title='Back Home'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-114477410614039974</id><published>2006-04-11T17:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T12:25:26.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag... Your it...</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged, i just thought I would share all the info my friend wanted to know with all of you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four jobs you have had in your life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cashier&lt;br /&gt;waitress&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist&lt;br /&gt;fm coordinator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you have lived:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;France (well i was born there, if that counts.. )&lt;br /&gt;Portugal ( Lisbon, Beja)&lt;br /&gt;London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four TV shows you love to watch&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;CSI&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 men&lt;br /&gt;Will &amp; Grace&lt;br /&gt;Prison Break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you have been on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Greece&lt;br /&gt;France&lt;br /&gt;Spain&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four websites I visit daily:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo&lt;br /&gt;Hotmail&lt;br /&gt;Blogger.com&lt;br /&gt;Webshots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four of my favourite foods:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish&lt;br /&gt;seafood&lt;br /&gt;Pasta&lt;br /&gt;Fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places I would rather be right now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portugal&lt;br /&gt;Tibet&lt;br /&gt;Maldives ( mauritius, etc, etc.. )&lt;br /&gt;South Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..... besides the fact that I have way too much time in my hands at work to visit the above websites more than once a day... there's not much to find out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-114477410614039974?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114477410614039974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114477410614039974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114477410614039974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114477410614039974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/04/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag... Your it...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-114432437066117510</id><published>2006-04-06T12:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T12:00:33.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting old....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/monarch31jg1514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" height="243" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/monarch31jg1514.jpg" width="637" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now 26 years old, whatever that means... my birthday celebration was dinner with lovely B. at the Blue Elephant in Fulham Broadway.. Its an absolutely gorgeous restaurant inside, and the food is great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point I was trying to explain to B why I felt quite down about my b'day this year, and nothing relating to feeling old or anything, its purely because I dont feel like I've achieved anything much between April 2005 and April 06.&lt;br /&gt;My b'day celebration last year was great, probably cos i did feel like I had such a brilliant year, with loads of travelling and money saved.. I was so looking forward having my friends around and party.. This year is a completely different story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what this year has in store for me, up to now it has all been difficult news for me to deal with, hopefully it'll get better at some point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye,&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-114432437066117510?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114432437066117510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114432437066117510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114432437066117510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114432437066117510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/04/getting-old.html' title='Getting old....'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-114408155473828204</id><published>2006-04-03T15:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:28:37.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This day in History&lt;/strong&gt;: 1862 - Slavery was abolished in Washington, DC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;                                                    1882 - Jesse James is murdered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday again............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weekend was good - drunk friday night with work friends, drunk saturday night - snakebites at the Elgin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And quiet day yesterday- At home watching the boat races and friends came over for dinner. B cooked roast chicken, which tasted great, although he can't get his head around making gravy ( he always fucks it up, it hilarious).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This week is my birthday, turning 26 ( I cannot believe it).. And contrary to last year, when I was looking forward to my birthday for weeks, and had everything super organised about 2 weeks before the celebration, this year I can't be fucked with organising anything, to be honest I dont actually want to do anything. But its becoming pretty much impossible getting away with no doing anything, unless I hide away somewhere for the rest of the week, I havent decided anything, but its another friends b'day celebration on saturday night, and we have a few common friends, so probably just have a few "celebration" drinks then. Hmmmm, I'll keep u posted...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changing the subject slightly... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going back to Portugal again on the 15th April, for a week, B is coming with..so happy he can make this time, it'll be good having him there. The weather is quite good this time of year, so hopefully I'll get a bit of colour in my cheeks, so pale at the moment that I look sick... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It'll be good to see my bro as well, he calls me whenever he can, and it breaks my heart not being able to contact me whenever I want and having to wait for him to call, and even then only managing a 2 minute conversation cos the calls are quite expensive. Going over, for at least a week, I feel that I can be of more help somehow, and be nearer all the shit that is happening at the moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regarding work, alls ok...... a few changes happening, which I'm not exactly thrilled about, but there's nothing I can do, so I just have to take it and shut up. A new company is taking over the contract as well, and this new one its an international company- not sure yet if that is a good or bad thing as far as our situation go, staff briefings soon enough, lets see what they say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bye for now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isabel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-114408155473828204?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114408155473828204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114408155473828204&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114408155473828204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114408155473828204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-week.html' title='Another week...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-114407535557895528</id><published>2006-04-03T15:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T15:42:36.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brugge</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I went to Brugge with B and a couple of friends.&lt;br /&gt;The town looks extremely pretty and clean, but to be honest since we pretty much arrived our aim was to try ( or the boys aim, shall I say ) a many different Belgian Beers as they possible could.. It did help the fact that was extremely cold, and on the day we got there, it was pissing down with rain pretty much the whole afternoon, what better excuse to delay the sighseeing a bit and head straight to the pub, I ask??? Well, for the 4 of us it was the PERFECT excuse... Expecially cos D'boy had read about this pub that serves around 300 different types of Belgian beer.  Over 3 days, the boys (with very little help from the girls - I'm not really a beer drinker, and D is pregnant), manage to drink almost 40 different ones - and yes we did manage some sightseeing...  people in general are very friendly and they whole seem to speak english, which was good for us..  .. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B got very very drunk on the second night, B'boy was nice enough to film the whole think, so now we even have evidence on how my sweet boyfriend was behaving - we did have a good laugh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the city very charming, would probably like to go back in the spring or summertime, cos it was very cold, I pretty much lost feeling of my toes( and just in case, yes i was wearing winter boots..  :p  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent a couple of hours in Brussels.. according to D'boy saw everything there is to see in those 2 hours, my first impression -  pretty, but not in a rush to go back, Brugge seemes a lot prettier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some photos below... I'll add some more sightseeing pics later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/DSCN1928.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/DSCN1928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                      The Pub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/DSCN2011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/DSCN2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             A few beers down the line                                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/DSCN1920.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/DSCN1920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                Beer 5&amp;6 - 1st day                                                                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/DSCN1967.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/DSCN1967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                           Canals&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/DSCN2008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/DSCN2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                  Klein Japp have the time of his life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keep smiling, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isabel &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xx&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/8425966-114407535557895528?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114407535557895528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114407535557895528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114407535557895528'/><link rel='self' 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height="373" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/3024813d.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a name="night"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Wearin' O' the Green&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day fer the wearin' o' the green.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is the day when the little people are seen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is St. Patrick's Day, so if ye'r Irish me lad,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Join the celebratin' fer the grandest time ta' be had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya' put yer hand up in the air, the other hand on your hip.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya' tap yer toe, ya' tap yer heel, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ya' bounce yer knee a wee bit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya' prance 'n dance around the room,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n' circle one two three.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The saints be praised, I must admit, ya' all look Irish ta' me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 17th birthdays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1919: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nat King Cole, Popular American singer and pianist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;1933: Penelope Lively, British Novelist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;1938: Rudolf Nureyev, World renowned Russian ballet dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-114263801320614731?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114263801320614731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114263801320614731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114263801320614731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114263801320614731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-st-paddys-day.html' title='Happy St Paddy&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-114263736188983750</id><published>2006-03-17T22:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:16:01.940Z</updated><title type='text'>No internet - how did we do it before???</title><content type='html'>Hello world,&lt;br /&gt;After almost 2 weeks with no internet at work, its finally back up and running, i dont know what was wrong with it, to be honest  I don't really care,however, this service provider has a completely ridiculous customer service attitude - it seems to be- ignore all the complaint emails for as long as possible, and leave customer on hold for at least 45 minutes or otherwise until they hang up-Anyway, we came to the point that we just sent them a last email and told them that we were cancelling out direct debit, as we weren't paying for a service that we were obviously not using... and MAGIC... email about 2 hours later, saying that there was a problem with the "line"(whatever that means), and we would have internet again by next morning the latest - and we did... : )     We're all happy again..  Especially cos I have been on a Health and Safety course all week ( I know, exciting stuff.... not ) , and I couldn't check my emails, couldn't check friends blogs ( Del - ur blog as usual looks great) .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did I become internet dependent??? I check my emails about 10 times a day, its ridiculous, I know... &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's no point going on an on about... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again Hello world...   I'm back   : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-114263736188983750?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114263736188983750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114263736188983750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114263736188983750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114263736188983750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-internet-how-did-we-do-it-before.html' title='No internet - how did we do it before???'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-114130177150305089</id><published>2006-03-02T11:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-02T13:28:45.203Z</updated><title type='text'>on this date....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/marthawash.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/marthawash.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things that have happened in the 2/03 throughout the years... Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="1903" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1903"&gt;1903&lt;/a&gt; - In &lt;a title="New York City" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_City"&gt;New York City&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;a title="Martha Washington Hotel" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martha_Washington_Hotel"&gt;Martha Washington Hotel&lt;/a&gt; opens, becoming the first &lt;a title="Hotel" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hotel"&gt;hotel&lt;/a&gt; exclusively for &lt;a title="Women" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Women"&gt;women&lt;/a&gt;. -- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Although men were allowed in the restaurant... ( love this bit)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="1933" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1933"&gt;1933&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a title="King Kong" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_Kong"&gt;King Kong&lt;/a&gt; premieres in &lt;a title="New York City" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_City"&gt;New York City&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="1963" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1963"&gt;1963&lt;/a&gt; - Release of &lt;a title="Please Please Me" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Please_Please_Me"&gt;Please Please Me&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a title="United Kingdom" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_Kingdom"&gt;United Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;, the first &lt;a title="LP" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/LP"&gt;LP&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a title="The Beatles" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Beatles"&gt;The Beatles&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="1990" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1990"&gt;1990&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a title="Nelson Mandela" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nelson_Mandela"&gt;Nelson Mandela&lt;/a&gt; elected deputy &lt;a title="President" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/President"&gt;President&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a title="African National Congress" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/African_National_Congress"&gt;African National Congress&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-114130177150305089?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/114130177150305089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=114130177150305089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114130177150305089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/114130177150305089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/03/on-this-date.html' title='on this date....'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113752735181893150</id><published>2006-01-17T19:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-17T19:49:34.050Z</updated><title type='text'>: )</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/brown.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113752735181893150?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113752735181893150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113752735181893150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113752735181893150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113752735181893150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title=': )'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113637495696974882</id><published>2006-01-04T11:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T11:42:36.983Z</updated><title type='text'>New Years Are a Chance for a Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New years are a chance for a beginning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even when there hasn't been an end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wheels turn in an interminable bend,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yet, marked in one spot, seem to wobble spinning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each year we hope to do a little better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although we know that really nothing's changed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason thinks that everything's arranged,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we must dream if we would fate unfetter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113637495696974882?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113637495696974882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113637495696974882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113637495696974882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113637495696974882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-are-chance-for-beginning.html' title='New Years Are a Chance for a Beginning'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113536264430733336</id><published>2005-12-23T18:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-23T18:30:44.323Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/snowflake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/snowflake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/happy_christmas.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/happy_christmas.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt; WISHING YOU ALL A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Isabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113536264430733336?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113536264430733336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113536264430733336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113536264430733336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113536264430733336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/12/wishing-you-all-very-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113451133613525653</id><published>2005-12-13T21:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:23:39.676Z</updated><title type='text'>Christmas.... AGAIN..and my friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 442px; HEIGHT: 152px" height="142" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5233/515/1600/DSCN1608_cropped.0.jpg" width="739" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; yeah... that time of the year again.... Christmas celebrations have officially started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, was over at me friend's for an early Christmas dinner, since most of them will be away... The dinner was at a pub in Carnaby Street.. and it was actually really good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 weeks have not been the greatest in my life, so it was good to be with those guys and behave way too childish as per usual ( Deb- sorry about the 2 candles i managed to ruin.... and all the wax that i threw around the table)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few people there that I hadn't seen in ages.. and we did laugh very hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its officially been 5 years that I live in London, and the greatest thing, is that some of the people that were at that dinner have been my friends since i pretty much arrived in the UK.. They feel like my family, and it feels great to see how much our lifes have changed since we arrived in this mad city, and how many great stories and good times we shared, I love these guys to bits.. and I hope we can carry on like we have been up til now, for a long time to come... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guys, you're great... thanks for everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113451133613525653?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113451133613525653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113451133613525653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113451133613525653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113451133613525653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-againand-my-friends.html' title='Christmas.... AGAIN..and my friends...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113414180448519982</id><published>2005-12-09T14:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:04:16.483Z</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 612px" height="385" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/sadness-thumb.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmmm.. before I started writing this post, I thought I knew exactly what to say, what to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again.. I know what I want to say.. Have no idea how to start. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last few weeks have been shit, I have received news from home that made me question a lot of things, about my life, past present and future.. I feel a sense of uselessness that I dont even know what to do to overcome it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have overcome the shock and are able to think more clearly, but the feeling that there's so little I can actually do its just something else that I need to know how to deal with... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought I could feel so much sadness again, such emptiness and so much pain all over again... I find myself saying things, that sound even to my ears the lamest excuses ever..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope things turn out for the best, and that I'll be able to look back at this with my bro and just see it as a lesson, a hard lesson...I can't wait when that day comes... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love you Bro,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sis..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xxx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113414180448519982?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113414180448519982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113414180448519982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113414180448519982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113414180448519982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/12/lessons-in-life.html' title='Lessons in Life'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113261321998672981</id><published>2005-11-21T22:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:54:43.996Z</updated><title type='text'>Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/kiss.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/kiss.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You may conquer with the sword,but you are conquered by a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Daniel Heinsius (1580-1655)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The decision to kiss for the first time is the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;most crucial in any love story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It changes therelationship of two people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;much more strongly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;than even the final surrender; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;because this kiss already has within it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;that surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;-Emil Ludwig (1881-1948)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;There is the kiss of welcome and of parting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;the long, lingering, loving,present one;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;the stolen, or the mutual one;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;the kiss of love, of joy, and of sorrow;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;the seal of promise and receipt of fulfillment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;-Thomas C. Haliburotn (1796-1865)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113261321998672981?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113261321998672981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113261321998672981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113261321998672981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113261321998672981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/11/kiss_21.html' title='Kiss'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113261212303876995</id><published>2005-11-21T22:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:28:43.046Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/botticelli%20-%20the%20birth%20of%20venus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/botticelli%20-%20the%20birth%20of%20venus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/NGR01-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/NGR01-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113261212303876995?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113261212303876995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113261212303876995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113261212303876995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113261212303876995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113240711148172668</id><published>2005-11-19T13:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-19T13:31:52.153Z</updated><title type='text'>HURRICANE ISABEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/isabel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/isabel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Hurricane%20Isabel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/Hurricane%20Isabel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I can be this scary when I'm upset...  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113240711148172668?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113240711148172668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113240711148172668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113240711148172668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113240711148172668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/11/hurricane-isabel.html' title='HURRICANE ISABEL'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113170941190878334</id><published>2005-11-11T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-11T11:44:33.933Z</updated><title type='text'>How You Are In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take more than give in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113170941190878334?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113170941190878334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113170941190878334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113170941190878334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113170941190878334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-you-are-in-love.html' title='How You Are In Love'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113170869382229253</id><published>2005-11-11T11:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-11T11:36:27.420Z</updated><title type='text'>THE KEYS TO YOUR HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113170869382229253?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113170869382229253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113170869382229253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113170869382229253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113170869382229253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/11/keys-to-your-heart.html' title='THE KEYS TO YOUR HEART'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113164536639470574</id><published>2005-11-10T17:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-11T11:09:20.470Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_2222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_2222.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_2224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_2224.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_2023.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_2139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_2139.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's some more photos of Egypt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first on is Dave, Me, Brad and Jen ( Aussie couple that was doing the same 8 days tour as Dave and I, so we spent quite a lot of time together, they are really nice people, it was cool to know get to know them.&lt;br /&gt;Second photo- is the Alexandria Library-such a beautiful place, and such a shock when I first saw it, i was expecting something really old, and got his super modern buildings..it was amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third photo- Abu Simbel - Ramses and Nefertiti's temple - again a fantastic place, with a huge lake around, it doesnt matter how much i try and explain how huge and amazing this place was, u have to go there to fully understand, no photos will do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth photo- Hatsepshut's temple, the first woman king in Egypt- ok she made up she was a man- its a very complicated and very amazing story... ( I first heard about Hatsepshut when i was about 14 and read a book about her, so actually going to Egypt and find out more was amazing for me... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak to you all later peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113164536639470574?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113164536639470574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113164536639470574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113164536639470574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113164536639470574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/11/heres-some-more-photos-of-egypt.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113138692177673466</id><published>2005-11-07T17:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:39:43.483Z</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 455px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/200/IMG_1847.jpg" width="515" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday again.. i cant bloody believe it.. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was really cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night went out for a few too many vodka redbulls- I've got a love for punishment - this drink makes me feel sick, but for some reason, i keep drinking - against all common sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, shopping day.. bought some more shoes ( a girl can never have too many shoes- my boyfriend disagrees-of course ) .. 1- a really nice pair of boots,it was love at first sight, cost me £80, but i love them. 2- a pair of stilleto sandals (I'm so gonna die) to wear to a wedding next month in South Africa.. I love the sandals, but NO they are not confortable - y is it that I constantly get asked this, stilettos are never confortable, and never will be...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - after shopping went out for a few drinks with Deb and Del,it was a friends b'day and it was nice to see them all again.. after a few weeks withouth seeing each other. PASSIONFRUIT MARTINI is the way to go... really tasty cocktail - yum yum ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- highlight of the weekend- came into work cos GREEN DAY were playing, these guys are wicked... arrived at work at 2pm and drunk all afternoon,(helped out a bit with the event, not that much to do really) , and Green Day came on stage at 7.10 pm, and played until 8.00... they were awesome.. when i get some photos I'll post them.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways peeps... its monday again, another working day and I've got the feeling that its gonna be a long week... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See ya soon, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isabel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113138692177673466?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113138692177673466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113138692177673466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113138692177673466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113138692177673466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday-blues.html' title='Monday blues....'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113093700923018852</id><published>2005-11-02T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-03T15:34:10.016Z</updated><title type='text'>Photos of Egypt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the first photos... first one is in Cairo, the day we arrive about 5 minutes from the hotel ( well, 5 minutes, if the driving in the country made some sense, but realistically its more like 15 minutes. Its scary crossing the road.. )&lt;br /&gt;The second one is Karnak Temple in Luxor.. a ginormous statue of Ramses and his wife/daughter.. yeah the guy married 3 of his daugthers.. they were very forward these Pharaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post some more photos soon.. I'm actually at work at the moment, and shouldn't really be playing with the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_2168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_2168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113093700923018852?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113093700923018852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113093700923018852&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113093700923018852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113093700923018852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/11/photos-of-egypt.html' title='Photos of Egypt'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-113079316081268177</id><published>2005-10-31T21:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-31T21:15:48.373Z</updated><title type='text'>Hey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been a long while…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey u guys? Hows life treating you all out there in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant believe that last time I posted was in August sometime… Since then, a few things have happened…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The most exciting one is that I have been to Egypt, got back last week, spent 10 days there, went to Cairo, Aswan, Luxor, Edfu, visited a shit loads of temples, that were amazing all of temple. Cairo is a mad house, crossing the road is probably the most life threatening thing I have ever experience in my life- the drivers there really don’t care- HONEST, THEY REALLY DON’T CARE. – The advice we had from a local, was to put your head down, close your eyes and go..AND hope for the best- If a local is telling you this.. YES, it was kinda scary at times. But its amazing..   Will post some photos, sometime soon…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should tell you a lot more things, but I gotta go now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will come back soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speak soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Device Font 12cpi;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-113079316081268177?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/113079316081268177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=113079316081268177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113079316081268177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/113079316081268177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey.html' title='Hey...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-112487249882891200</id><published>2005-08-24T08:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T09:54:17.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>News.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right, the latest and best news, is that i have been promoted...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had my interview yesterday morning, was a nervous wreck... but once i got there i was really calm, or u know a lot calmer that i was before... so the interview went well, i got out of there with a feeling that i actually didn't fuck it up, and had defenititely gave it my best shot...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later on in the day I was told that i got the job... really happy about it... a lot more work.. a lot more stuff to do, more responsability... but i'm pleased...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also a very good friend of mine told me he is now a dad.. which is really good news.. I'm so happy for both of them. Its a little girl, and hopefully i'll see her photo soon... I bet she is gorgeous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its all for now... will tell more soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isabel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-112487249882891200?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/112487249882891200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=112487249882891200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112487249882891200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112487249882891200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/08/news.html' title='News.....'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-112436729544047710</id><published>2005-08-18T09:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T13:14:55.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INTRUCTIONS FOR LIFE... Dalai Lama message for 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing new, but somehow things we always need to be remember...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;   &lt;em&gt;1. Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      2. When you lose, dont lose the lesson.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      3. Follow the 3 R's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                   Respect for self&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                   Respect for other's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                   Responsability for all your actions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    4.  Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    5. Learn the rules so you know how to break them properly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;     6. Don't let a little dispute injure a great relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;     7. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;     8. Spend some time alone every day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;     9. Open arms to change, but don't let go of your values.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;     10.Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back,you'll be able to enjoy it a second time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      11. Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      12. A loving atmosphere in your home is the foundation for your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      13. In disagreements with loved ones, deal only with the current situation. Don't bring up the past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      14. Share your knowledge. Its a way to achieve immortality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      15. Be gentle with the earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      16. Once a year, go someplace you've never been before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      17. Remember that the best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      18. Judge your success by what you had to give you in order to get it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;      19. Approach love and cooking with reckless abandon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-112436729544047710?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/112436729544047710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=112436729544047710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112436729544047710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112436729544047710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/08/intructions-for-life-dalai-lama.html' title='INTRUCTIONS FOR LIFE... Dalai Lama message for 2005'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-112375378471425995</id><published>2005-08-11T10:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:49:44.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.... quotes by Anon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it's only by this meeting that a new world is born."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-112375378471425995?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/112375378471425995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=112375378471425995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112375378471425995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112375378471425995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/08/friends-quotes-by-anon.html' title='Friends.... quotes by Anon'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-112367528392766291</id><published>2005-08-10T12:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T13:18:45.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;music and Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;by Nuno Bettencourt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;A certain scent in the summertime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Of yesteryear, that would remind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Daydream on a rainy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Favorite tune the D.J. played&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Sunbeam through a window pane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Black and white captured in a frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;A baby's smiling does to mother's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;But more than all of the above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Some of the things that I'm thinking of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Reminding me, how much I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Snowstormin' on a Monday mourn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Hot chocolate keeping, keeping me warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Kiss goodnight and tucked in safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Waking up then sleeping late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Good old days remember when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Distant call from an old friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;A baby's smiling does to mother's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;But more than all of the above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Some of the things I'm thinking of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Reminding me how much I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-112367528392766291?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/112367528392766291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=112367528392766291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112367528392766291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112367528392766291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/08/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-112316002019586354</id><published>2005-08-04T13:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T13:53:40.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the snakebites.....  :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Because we havent been living in London for long enough and we feel the need to continuously behave like a 15 year old, guess where we have been spending our valued saturday afternoons?  The Walkabout, watching rugby-South Africa vs Australia ( SA won both matches, hence the proud display of the bok t'shirt.... -i know, i know we're so mature....  :p  ), drinking shit loads of snakebite ( y? oh, y?   do we torture ourselves)  .   We drunk more snakebite than i can actually care to remember... not good at all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its been fun, i still don't understand rugby 100% but its a bit more bearable than cricket, so cant really complain, and its nice to spend time with these guys.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nothing more to add for the time being... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep smiling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Isabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/the%20lot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/the%20lot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Del.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/Del.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Del%20and%20I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/Del%20and%20I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-112316002019586354?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/112316002019586354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=112316002019586354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112316002019586354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112316002019586354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/08/return-of-snakebites-p.html' title='Return of the snakebites.....  :p'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-112239145974321039</id><published>2005-07-26T16:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T13:24:18.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The moment i walked into this office this morning,shit was happening, first thing was a drill, i had to go to my nearest Internal Shelter Area( ISA), hmmmm, right... i'm still half asleep, cant even find my houses keys and are meant to rush out of the office and find this place.. well, lets just say that i ignored what i was meant to do and stayed put in the office sorting out emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 20 minutes later, this girl walks in the office asks me something, and basicly bursts out in tears, and starts telling that her boyfriend broke up with her a couple weeks back and he is already dating someone else that also works here, and she saw them together for the first time yesterday... right........... what do u tell someone that I'm in no way friends with and has a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really sorry for the girl but at that moment i just wanted her to leave me alone, and stop crying and get her act together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The rest of the day is dragging... and i just want to go home and be left alone, not having to say a word to anyone ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep smiling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-112239145974321039?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/112239145974321039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=112239145974321039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112239145974321039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112239145974321039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/07/weird-day.html' title='Weird day...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-112169163293258946</id><published>2005-07-18T13:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T14:00:32.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile, and a couple things have been happening, well, a lot of drinking anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out thursday night, for a company summer party, its was really nice and got very drunk, so friday was a nightmare of day, cos i was sleep deprived, and to be honest i think i was still drunk when i woke up... but i survived and went out that night to see Phantom of the Opera - second time I've seen it and its such a fantastic show, this is a show I'll happilly whatch a million times without getting sick of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its monday again, and hopefully this week will be a bit better than last friday, althought if today is anything to go by, I'll have a few very angry customers to deal with. See what happens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a happier tone, here are some photos from last thursday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile....   : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-112169163293258946?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/112169163293258946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=112169163293258946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112169163293258946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112169163293258946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-been-awhile-and-couple-things-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-112083537246794771</id><published>2005-07-08T16:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T16:09:32.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>More photos from my holiday in Portugal... missing it loads .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Vila%20Nova%20da%20Baronia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/Vila%20Nova%20da%20Baronia1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from my cousins house in Vila Nova da Baronia... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/sunset.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/sunset.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunset... no need for words... : ) ) ) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Praia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/Praia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beach.... how i miss the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/Parque%20das%20Nacoes-Lisbon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/Parque%20das%20Nacoes-Lisbon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parque das Nacoes, Lisboa... beautiful place... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-112083537246794771?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/112083537246794771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=112083537246794771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112083537246794771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/112083537246794771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/07/more-photos-from-my-holiday-in.html' title='More photos from my holiday in Portugal... missing it loads .'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111957268619655625</id><published>2005-06-24T01:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:24:46.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely brother....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111957268619655625?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111957268619655625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111957268619655625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111957268619655625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111957268619655625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-lovely-brother.html' title='my lovely brother....'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111957237185433553</id><published>2005-06-24T01:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:19:31.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos.... finally....  : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/1600/IMG_1195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/602/531/320/IMG_1195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111957237185433553?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111957237185433553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111957237185433553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111957237185433553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111957237185433553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/06/photos-finally.html' title='Photos.... finally....  : )'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111957207832922220</id><published>2005-06-24T01:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:14:38.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shit, cant sleep...working on my own tomorrow(actually today in about 7 hours), and i went out tonight, got home at midnight, very drunk and now i cannot sleep for the life of me..... shit shit shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a fun night, though... but quite a few drinks involved...only consolation is that i wont be the only one with a serious hangover,as i was drinking with work colleagues,and quite a few of us left at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shit shit shit..... it'll be a long day tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;time to go and try to sleep...  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good night world..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isabel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111957207832922220?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111957207832922220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111957207832922220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111957207832922220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111957207832922220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/06/sleepless-nights_24.html' title='Sleepless nights'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111953352002066739</id><published>2005-06-23T14:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T14:35:30.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKE POVERTY HISTORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please have a look at the link below, wont take much of your time and its some info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.makepovertyhistory.org/getinvolved/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.makepovertyhistory.org/getinvolved/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks very much&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111953352002066739?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111953352002066739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111953352002066739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111953352002066739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111953352002066739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/06/make-poverty-history_23.html' title='MAKE POVERTY HISTORY'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111936837656996247</id><published>2005-06-21T16:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T16:39:36.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehwere i have never travelled,gladly beyond&lt;br /&gt;any experience,your eyes have their silence:&lt;br /&gt;in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,&lt;br /&gt;or which i cannot touch because they are too near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your slightest look easily will unclose me&lt;br /&gt;though i have closed myself as fingers,&lt;br /&gt;you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens&lt;br /&gt;(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if your wish be to close me,i and&lt;br /&gt;my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;as when the heart of this flower imagines&lt;br /&gt;the snow carefully everywhere descending;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals&lt;br /&gt;the power of your intense fragility: whose texture&lt;br /&gt;compels me with the colour of its countries,&lt;br /&gt;rendering death and forever with each breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i do not know what it is about you that closes&lt;br /&gt;and opens;only something in me understands&lt;br /&gt;the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)&lt;br /&gt;nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.e.cummings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111936837656996247?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111936837656996247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111936837656996247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111936837656996247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111936837656996247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/06/somewhere.html' title='Somewhere.....'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111927106091446454</id><published>2005-06-20T13:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T14:01:30.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-holiday "couldn't give a shit" mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been a week already that i've returned from Portugal, and it was absolutely great to be home.. it wasn't long enough, it never is, really, but 9 days definitely wasn't long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great to see my bro, he is looking great, really happy and fit, nice to see that things are going good for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week i was in a pretty shitty mood all week, really didn't wanna be here, but its always the same isn't it? Come back from holidays and it takes a little while to go back into work mode, feeling quite restless already, need to book the September holiday really quickly so that I have something to look forward to that is closer than South Africa holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try and post a couple pix, but cant promise i will as i fight with this bloody thing everytime i try to post photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak soon (when i'm in a better mood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111927106091446454?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111927106091446454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111927106091446454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111927106091446454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111927106091446454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/06/post-holiday-couldnt-give-shit-mood.html' title='Post-holiday &quot;couldn&apos;t give a shit&quot; mood'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111719649939696141</id><published>2005-05-27T12:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T13:21:51.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday at last, y in a bad mood?</title><content type='html'>Its finally friday, to top it off its a beautiful day outside, it finally feels like summer... HOWEVER.....feeling really pissed off with the world right now.  Dont know why.. have no explanation for it whatsoever..at least nothing that will make sense to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting the minutes to get out of here. If only some people could see how dark my mood is they wouldn't be smiling at me, but hey all they can see is the smily,"all is funfuckingtastic" face that i'm putting on at the mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Also counting the seconds to go home, i cant remember last time i have felt so desperate to get there, not counting when my brother has his issues with his flatmate last year, everytime i get a message i just want to call back and spent hours on the phone with whoever smsed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the right time to blog... see you all soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111719649939696141?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111719649939696141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111719649939696141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111719649939696141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111719649939696141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/05/friday-at-last-y-in-bad-mood.html' title='Friday at last, y in a bad mood?'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111686207305040935</id><published>2005-05-23T16:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T17:08:47.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How many times has this happened to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The below is actually quite funny and very true, the worst thing is - regarding the " i just want to be friends" the guy will end up not wanting a friendship at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a way i cant really blame the guy for becoming more distant, its difficult to be in love and not being loved back, and sometimes a friendship will simply not be enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Futile Fugue: Variations on a Theme&lt;br /&gt;How many times has this happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;The stories remain the same, from the first note you passed in grammar school, to the woman you met through a mutual friend in college:&lt;br /&gt;You meet a girl who is everything you ever wanted in a life-partner: attractive, funny, smart, great personality, laughs at your jokes, understands who you are as a human being, etc. You talk to her briefly, and find out that she is even more attractive now that you've spoken to her. You ask her out. She says to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I JUST WANT TO BE FRIENDS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet someone: a neighbor, schoolmate, co-worker, in the same club, on the same bus. You become fast friends. One day, you realize that, in addition to being a close friend, this person is an attractive woman. You ask her out. She says to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I DON'T WANT TO RISK OUR FRIENDSHIP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet a girl who you know could be the one. She makes your toes curl, your stomach knot, your mouth dry -- you become even more of a gibbering idiot then you usually are. You're so incapacitated in her presence that you can't ask her out. You decide that things will be better once you get to know her better, so you become friends. You become best friends -- so good, in fact, that you can't bring yourself to ask her out. Yet there is this nagging voice in the back of your mind that says you could be more than friends. You swear that you will tell her how you really feel. Right before you can do this, she tells you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'VE MET THIS REALLY GREAT GUY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111686207305040935?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111686207305040935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111686207305040935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111686207305040935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111686207305040935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-many-times-has-this-happened-to.html' title='How many times has this happened to you?'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111685346107694512</id><published>2005-05-23T13:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T15:54:03.490+01:00</updated><title type='text'>drinking, dancing, forgetting the world</title><content type='html'>Hello world, &lt;br /&gt;Its monday again, back at work, its been a pretty quiet day but, that doesn't actually help the fact that i'm stuck in this office, when i actually feel like being outside enjoying the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good weekend, it actually feels quite long, although I spent most of yesterday asleep, it must be because i was out drinking wednesday, thursday, friday and saturday. I'm drinking alot again, although i havent been sick on it for a long time, it just feels like a week doesn't go by that i dont drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday especially, was really good, it was a friends birthday, and we started the night with a couples of bottles of wine, and next thing was 8.00am and i was feeling really guilty that i was a the club still dancing away.  Met loads of new people that were at the birthday, and they are all so easy going.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so nice to have moments like this, to actually forget the world around you, the people, life in general, and enjoy life just for the sake of it and dance just because, and laugh because life is good, not to worry about anything in the world but the right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was my weekend.Got my leave approved today to go home, i cannot wait to be in Portugal. See my cousin, we have so much to catch up on, so much we need to talk about, i think she is probably one of the only people in the world that can understand what i am thinking just by looking at me, so it'll be very very good to be with her again, even if only for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now... &lt;br /&gt;Carpe Diem :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111685346107694512?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111685346107694512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111685346107694512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111685346107694512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111685346107694512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/05/drinking-dancing-forgetting-world.html' title='drinking, dancing, forgetting the world'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111532179394010065</id><published>2005-05-05T20:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T17:08:44.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was asked to work late tonight, couldn't really say no, so here i am past 8pm and i am so bored, these people never arrive for me to sort out their access to this bloody building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A good thing, going for a drink after i finish here and am off tomorrow, going to a wedding. Should be good fun, have been very lazy, haven't bought a card or the present, its terrible i know, but i completely forgot the date until last weekend when the boys went out for the stag night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different subject--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exercising has such hasn't really been happening, well, havent joined the gym( will do soon), have been walking a lot more, but havent jog since.. but on the good side, last saturday i dance until 5.30 in the morning, from about 1am, that has to count for something, hasn't it?  :/&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is really obsessed about exercising in this place,i have never felt bad about it until now, all they seem to talk about is how many miles they have run in whatever time... boring shit i know, but i cant really tell them to shut up, after all i could use with losing a few pounds myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111532179394010065?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111532179394010065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111532179394010065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111532179394010065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111532179394010065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/05/was-asked-to-work-late-tonight-couldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111476709618481450</id><published>2005-04-29T10:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T10:34:03.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A little poetry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What Love Is&lt;br /&gt;by Karin Schaefer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Love that gives me purpose&lt;br /&gt;to change and grow and learn.&lt;br /&gt;It is Love that guides me on this path&lt;br /&gt;and helps me choose each turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Love that gives me courage&lt;br /&gt;to stand against my fears;&lt;br /&gt;to open up my heart to you,&lt;br /&gt;to let you see my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Love that gives me trust and hope&lt;br /&gt;when little thing go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;When distance stands between us,&lt;br /&gt;it is Love that keeps me strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Love that offers harmony&lt;br /&gt;and a friendship that is true.&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful that I can share&lt;br /&gt;a Love like this with you!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111476709618481450?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111476709618481450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111476709618481450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111476709618481450'/><link rel='self' 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and my colleague went for a 5km run last night after work.....&lt;br /&gt;           Oh my dear God, Oh my dear God, oh my dear God....&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't anyone tell that 5k actually feels like a bloody marathon. I felt shit yesterday, i still feel shit today,my legs are so sore that i look like a old woman when i'm trying to stand up. I did walk from my job to Hammersmith, it felt good. But i'm very very very unfit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to keep it up, i'll join the gym next week and go jogging this weekend a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, apart from that all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya on the flip side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111472000885806567?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111472000885806567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111472000885806567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111472000885806567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111472000885806567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/04/exercising-exercising-exercising.html' title='Exercising, exercising, exercising...'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111401071617976793</id><published>2005-04-26T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T21:13:02.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah blah blah....</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since i last posted anything.....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things have been happening, it actually feels like a lifetime since i posted and dunno where to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unfortunately no longer going to Tibet, the trip got cancelled because they did not have the minimun amount of people required to run the trip, i was so dissapointed when they emailed me.I had a little cry, because this was my trip of a lifetime, but now other stuff is happening and i'll try and get there next year, otherwise,plan a different trip, there's a whole world out there waiting for me to discover it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend i was in Mallorca with Brendan, 4 days of sunshine and relaxation, it was great, althought most of the tourists(actually about 80%)looked over 50. Not the most exciting place, but pretty enough, and hey i did want a relaxing trip. &lt;br /&gt;In no rush to go back as i didn't find the island that pretty, but as i said- glad i did it, the beaches are very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to make a plan where to go next, at some stage go back to Portugal for a few days, and maybe join my friends in their backpacking trip through Spain, i really want to go back to Seville, a beautiful city. So many places to go, so little time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other areas of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is now a "god" because he is a paratrooper, and he completed 6 jumps, i'm so proud of him, everytime time i speak to him on the phone, he sounds very tired but pleased and it has been a long while since i heard him speaking of something with such entusiasm. I can't wait to see him again..&lt;br /&gt;And at work is all good, my boss has been off this week, what a bliss, he is a nice person, but a pain in the ass with his little silly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for this weekend... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for now... all those news seem to have been reduced to pretty much nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep all&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111401071617976793?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111401071617976793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111401071617976793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111401071617976793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111401071617976793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/04/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah blah blah....'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-111045754946025367</id><published>2005-03-10T12:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-10T12:34:09.943Z</updated><title type='text'>violent but funny</title><content type='html'>FOR THOSE BORING DAYS AT WORK   : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-- CLICK ON THE TITLE AND WILL REDIRECT YOU TO LINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-111045754946025367?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.technetguru.net/host/29/' title='violent but funny'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/111045754946025367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=111045754946025367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111045754946025367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/111045754946025367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/03/violent-but-funny_10.html' title='violent but funny'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-110923810149511055</id><published>2005-02-24T09:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-24T09:41:41.496Z</updated><title type='text'>Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? (Sonnet 18)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?&lt;br /&gt;Thou art more lovely and more temperate.&lt;br /&gt;Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,&lt;br /&gt;And summer's lease hath all too short a date.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,&lt;br /&gt;And often is his gold complexion dimmed;&lt;br /&gt;And every fair from fair sometime declines,&lt;br /&gt;By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;&lt;br /&gt;But thy eternal summer shall not fade,&lt;br /&gt;Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,&lt;br /&gt;When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.&lt;br /&gt;     So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,&lt;br /&gt;     So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  William Shakespeare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-110923810149511055?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/110923810149511055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=110923810149511055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110923810149511055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110923810149511055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/02/shall-i-compare-thee-to-summers-day.html' title='Shall I compare thee to a summer&apos;s day? (Sonnet 18)'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-110804219206979543</id><published>2005-02-10T13:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-10T13:29:52.070Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;width:150px;BORDER: 1px solid;PADDING: 5px;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffc933; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom:5px; font-size:12px;" nowrap&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am 27% Internet Addict.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:10px;" target="_blank" href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=9f41fe56-707b-4667-8090-9c248abfc0c2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fuali.com/testimage.aspx?img=b7ebbc34-5024-4399-a103-f7a164a09d66.gif" alt="Slight Internet Addict." border="0" style="margin-top:5px"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could go either way.  Deep into the madness of nights filled with coding CGI-Scripts and online role playing games, or I could become a normal user.  Good luck!&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top:5px;" nowrap&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:10px;" target="_blank" href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=9f41fe56-707b-4667-8090-9c248abfc0c2"&gt;Take the&lt;br&gt;Internet Addict Test&lt;br&gt;@ FualiDotCom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-110804219206979543?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/110804219206979543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=110804219206979543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110804219206979543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110804219206979543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-27-internet-addict.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-110691922599651986</id><published>2005-01-28T13:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:16:42.493Z</updated><title type='text'>New year, new life??!!!!</title><content type='html'>Not really, same old shit really... &lt;br /&gt;Work- some talks about me changing jobs.. not sure if really interested, but just gonna wait and see what happens. Apart from that everything remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home- apart from being a bit sick of listening to weddings arranjments ( ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ), all is well. I do feel i need to go away though, need to go home for a while and have time to see everyone to spend time with my brother, to be there and know what's happening to him, i seem to always be the last one to know what's going on in his life, and never know the whole truth, he tries very hard not to tell me things he knows would worry me or irritate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need time for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-110691922599651986?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/110691922599651986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=110691922599651986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110691922599651986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110691922599651986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-new-life.html' title='New year, new life??!!!!'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-110632768798172263</id><published>2005-01-21T17:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-21T17:14:47.980Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=300 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Challenger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  8&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're brave, impulsive, and gutsy - loving challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You act first and think later. And you're not afraid to speak up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, so much so that you can be a bit bossy at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether people like it or not, you always stand up for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/numberquiz.html"&gt;What number are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-110632768798172263?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/110632768798172263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=110632768798172263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110632768798172263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110632768798172263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-are-challenger-8-youre-brave.html' title=''/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-110622467595814219</id><published>2005-01-20T13:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-20T12:37:55.956Z</updated><title type='text'>I wish you enough..</title><content type='html'> &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently, I overheard a Mother and daughter in their last moments together &lt;br /&gt;at a regional airport. They had announced her departure and standing near &lt;br /&gt;the security gate, they hugged and she said to her daughter, "I love you. &lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She in turn said, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. &lt;br /&gt;Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom." &lt;br /&gt;They kissed and she left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked over toward the window where I was seated. Standing there, I &lt;br /&gt;could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her &lt;br /&gt;privacy, but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say good-bye to &lt;br /&gt;someone knowing it would be forever?" &lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I have," I replied. &lt;br /&gt;"Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?" I asked. &lt;br /&gt;"I am old and she lives much too far away. I have challenges ahead and &lt;br /&gt;the reality is, the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said. &lt;br /&gt;"When you were saying good-bye I heard you say, "I wish you enough. &lt;br /&gt;May I ask what that means?" &lt;br /&gt;She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other &lt;br /&gt;generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." &lt;br /&gt;She paused for a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, &lt;br /&gt;she smiled even more. &lt;br /&gt;"When we said 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have &lt;br /&gt;a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them," she continued. &lt;br /&gt;Then, turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting &lt;br /&gt;it from memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much &lt;br /&gt; bigger. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She then began to sob and walked away. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My friends and loved ones, I wish you ENOUGH!!! They say "It takes a minute &lt;br /&gt;to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, &lt;br /&gt;but then an entire life to forget them"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My friends and loved ones, I wish you ENOUGH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-110622467595814219?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/110622467595814219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=110622467595814219&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110622467595814219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110622467595814219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-wish-you-enough.html' title='I wish you enough..'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-110622785582690993</id><published>2005-01-20T13:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-20T13:30:55.826Z</updated><title type='text'>List....  </title><content type='html'> &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Falling in love.&lt;br /&gt; 2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.&lt;br /&gt; 3. A hot shower.&lt;br /&gt; 4. No lines at the supermarket&lt;br /&gt; 5. A special glance.&lt;br /&gt; 6. Getting mail&lt;br /&gt; 7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.&lt;br /&gt; 8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt; 9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.&lt;br /&gt; 10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.&lt;br /&gt; 11. Chocolate milkshake. (or vanilla or strawberry!)&lt;br /&gt; 12. A bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt; 13. Giggling.&lt;br /&gt; 14. A good conversation.&lt;br /&gt; 15. The beach&lt;br /&gt; 16. Finding a 20 pound bill in your coat from last winter.&lt;br /&gt; 17. Laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt; 18. Thinking you have finished your coffee and realising that there &lt;br /&gt;is still one sip left.&lt;br /&gt; 19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.&lt;br /&gt; 20. Running through sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt; 21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt; 22. Having someone tell you that you're  beautiful.&lt;br /&gt; 23. Laughing at an inside joke.&lt;br /&gt; 24. Friends.&lt;br /&gt; 25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.&lt;br /&gt; 26. Waking up and realizing you still  have a few hours left to &lt;br /&gt;sleep. &lt;br /&gt; 27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).&lt;br /&gt; 28. Making new friends or spending time  with old ones.&lt;br /&gt; 29. Playing with a new puppy.&lt;br /&gt; 30. Having someone play with your hair.&lt;br /&gt; 31. Sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt; 32. Hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt; 33. Road trips with friends.&lt;br /&gt; 34. Swinging on swings.&lt;br /&gt; 35. Making people smile&lt;br /&gt; 36. Making chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt; 37. Having your friends send you home-made cookies.&lt;br /&gt; 38. Holding hands with someone you care   about.&lt;br /&gt; 39. Running into an old friend and  realizing that some things (good &lt;br /&gt; or bad) never change.&lt;br /&gt; 40. Catching the expression on someone's face as they open a much &lt;br /&gt;desired&lt;br /&gt; present from you.&lt;br /&gt; 41. Watching the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt; 42. Getting out of bed every morning  and being grateful for another&lt;br /&gt; beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt; 43. Knowing that somebody misses you.&lt;br /&gt; 44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.&lt;br /&gt; 45. Knowing you've done the right  thing, no matter what other people&lt;br /&gt; think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-110622785582690993?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/110622785582690993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=110622785582690993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110622785582690993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110622785582690993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/01/list.html' title='List....  '/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-110621992874378582</id><published>2005-01-20T11:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-20T11:18:48.743Z</updated><title type='text'>What's your element</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Element Is Air&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/air.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dislike conflict, and you've been able to rise above the angst of the world.&lt;br /&gt;And when things don't go your way, you know they'll blow over quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easygoing, you tend to find joy from the simple things in life.&lt;br /&gt;You roll with the punches, and as a result, your life is light and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to adapt to most situations, and you're an open person.&lt;br /&gt;With you, what you see is what you get... and people love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/elementquiz.html"&gt;What's Your Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-110621992874378582?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/110621992874378582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=110621992874378582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110621992874378582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110621992874378582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/01/whats-your-element.html' title='What&apos;s your element'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-110621883996746023</id><published>2005-01-20T11:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-20T11:00:39.966Z</updated><title type='text'>What kind of Soul are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Retrospective Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/retrospective-soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most misunderstood of all the soul signs.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you even have difficulty seeing yourself as who you are.&lt;br /&gt;You are intense and desire perfection in every facet of your life.&lt;br /&gt;You're best described as extremely idealistic, hardworking, and a survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great moments of insight and sensitivity come to you easily.&lt;br /&gt;But if you aren't careful, you'll ignore these moments and repeat past mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;For you, it is difficult to seperate the past from the present.&lt;br /&gt;You will suceed once you overcome the disappoinments in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/travelersoul.html"&gt;Traveler Soul&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/prophetsoul.html"&gt;Prophet Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kindsoulquiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-110621883996746023?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/110621883996746023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=110621883996746023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110621883996746023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110621883996746023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-kind-of-soul-are-you.html' title='What kind of Soul are you?'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425966.post-110621798692875392</id><published>2005-01-20T10:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-20T10:46:26.930Z</updated><title type='text'>What age do you act?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 24 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  24  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425966-110621798692875392?l=blueizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/110621798692875392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8425966&amp;postID=110621798692875392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110621798692875392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8425966/posts/default/110621798692875392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueizzy.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-age-do-you-act.html' title='What age do you act?'/><author><name>Izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967075171846881126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AsnuEinSkCg/TGsLA2cyxJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ompBxrKj9Y4/S220/DSC00678.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
