<?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-14643487</id><updated>2011-07-24T14:05:16.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The wonderful world of cheese</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-116233865900200071</id><published>2006-11-01T10:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T10:50:59.020+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pet Milky Joe</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- BEGIN bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src = "http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9bW9ua2V5LnN3ZiZjbHI9MHhlMWUwYjImY249bWlsa3kgam9lJmFuPWNoZWVzZQ=="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-116233865900200071?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116233865900200071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=116233865900200071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/116233865900200071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/116233865900200071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-pet-milky-joe.html' title='My Pet Milky Joe'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-116173455224114757</id><published>2006-10-25T10:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T10:02:32.260+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I declare Nectarines king of all fruit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/fr_nec12.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/fr_nec12.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nectarine are neat&lt;br /&gt;Nectarines are yummy&lt;br /&gt;Nectarines are good for you&lt;br /&gt;And feel nice in your tummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-116173455224114757?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116173455224114757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=116173455224114757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/116173455224114757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/116173455224114757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-declare-nectarines-king-of-all-fruit.html' title='I declare Nectarines king of all fruit!'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-116037409525781026</id><published>2006-10-09T16:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:16:51.435+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm old Gregg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehGYgtr9doQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehGYgtr9doQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me? Are you playing those love games with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-116037409525781026?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/116037409525781026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=116037409525781026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/116037409525781026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/116037409525781026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-old-gregg.html' title='I&apos;m old Gregg!'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-115683246987460764</id><published>2006-08-29T16:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T16:32:03.020+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Close to Heaven</title><content type='html'>Today I watched a wonderful piece of television, it showed what television can really do when its put to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in awe as I watched this footage and had to myself in disbelief, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"How could I not know about this piece of television?" &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;"why have I never before searched for this amazing experience?".&lt;/span&gt; This piece of wonderous telly also acted to re-affirmed my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; for Charles Bud Tingwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all of you in the blogging community I wish you luck. What you are about to watch( if you click on the link below) is some of the most amazing scences that have ever graced Australian television screens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so please indulge yourself and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHwNdHmZG6Q"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to be thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DISCLAIMER: You may feel appualed or dirty after watcing this footage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-115683246987460764?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115683246987460764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=115683246987460764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/115683246987460764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/115683246987460764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/08/close-to-heaven.html' title='Close to Heaven'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-115510324438478863</id><published>2006-08-09T15:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T16:00:44.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>He's our Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who can name these crazy kids and their crazy rings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/400/rings.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there was:&lt;br /&gt;EARTH: Kwame from Africa&lt;br /&gt;FIRE: Wheeler ( a bloodnut) from North America&lt;br /&gt;WIND: Linka from the USSR or the former USSR&lt;br /&gt;WATER: Gi from Asia&lt;br /&gt;and the crappy ring went to South America&lt;br /&gt;HEART: Ma-Ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... What ever happen to Marty after the show went off the air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-115510324438478863?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/115510324438478863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=115510324438478863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/115510324438478863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/115510324438478863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/08/hes-our-hero.html' title='He&apos;s our Hero'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114976863965284076</id><published>2006-06-08T21:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T22:10:40.693+10:00</updated><title type='text'>More Spagetti, I Say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Play with me, Minnie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Play with me, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We can stand on our heads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We can hang by our knees."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no.&lt;br /&gt;I can't play.&lt;br /&gt;I can't play with you , Freddy.&lt;br /&gt;Not now.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;I am eating spagetti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Now you can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now you can play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We can jump on the bed for the rest of the day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I can not.&lt;br /&gt;I can not jump and play.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;I need more.&lt;br /&gt;More spagetti, I say!&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;I love it so much!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"More than me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"More than you.&lt;br /&gt;I love it on pancakes&lt;br /&gt;with icecream and ham.&lt;br /&gt;With pickles and cookies,&lt;br /&gt;bananas and jam.&lt;br /&gt;I love it with mustard&lt;br /&gt;and marsmellow stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I eat it all day.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;I eat it on truck,&lt;br /&gt;and I eat it in trees."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"You eat it too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Won't you play with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;PLEASE?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can run in spagetti.&lt;br /&gt;And ride in spagetti.&lt;br /&gt;I can jump.&lt;br /&gt;I can slide.&lt;br /&gt;I can hide in spagetti.&lt;br /&gt;I can skate on spagetti,&lt;br /&gt;and ski on spagetti.&lt;br /&gt;And look at this picture.&lt;br /&gt;That's me on spagetti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Spagetti. Spagetti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;That's all you can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am going to throw your spagetti away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am going to throw it all over the bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;in the grass, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;in the mud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;in the paint,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ON YOUR HEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh, Minnie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;that look on your face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You look bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You look big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You look green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You look sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You look sad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are right.&lt;br /&gt;I am green.&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will rest.&lt;br /&gt;I will sit here with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Let me take this away now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I think that I should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And then we can play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Mmmmmmmm! Spagetti is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I need more spagetti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I can't play with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But now I can play.&lt;br /&gt;I can play with you, Freddy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Not now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am eating spagetti."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The dilemas of eating spagetti by Rita Golden Gelman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114976863965284076?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114976863965284076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114976863965284076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114976863965284076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114976863965284076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/06/more-spagetti-i-say.html' title='More Spagetti, I Say!'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114955510834933899</id><published>2006-06-06T10:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T11:03:42.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Tuesdays are the saddest nights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On tuesdays I play netball this means that I miss out on two very Fun/important things: Cheap movie night AND Neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are neigbours Stars ROCKING it out on set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Ned(boy in green), but Dr.Karl is wonderful(blue)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/050606oz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 145px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/050606oz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! You can even buy Dr. Karl's Cd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/Front-Cover-album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/Front-Cover-album.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Be enlightened! Watch neighbours week nights from 6:30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;( Tuesdays are the saddest nights...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114955510834933899?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114955510834933899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114955510834933899' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114955510834933899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114955510834933899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-tuesdays-are-saddest-nights.html' title='Why Tuesdays are the saddest nights...'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114955440351920279</id><published>2006-06-06T10:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T10:52:52.183+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelly-can do anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/peli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/peli.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/Young%20Giraffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114955440351920279?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114955440351920279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114955440351920279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114955440351920279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114955440351920279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/06/pelly-can-do-anything.html' title='Pelly-can do anything!'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114674648644121396</id><published>2006-05-04T22:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:41:26.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging is for losers</title><content type='html'>On Monday night Marty had a bath. While Marty was batheing I watched Hotel Babylon in his lounge room. Sometimes when Marty feels dirty he likes to have a bath and get rid of all the dirt. Sometimes I wonder whether or not Marty has a rubber duck and If he doesn't have one would he like one(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday night Marty played a computer game where you shoot other things. His player was called Spike and he started to yell out his name when Spike was dying. Sometimes Marty is sad. Marty made me some tea - Marty likes tea but not just 'English Breakfast' tea because he has refined tastes. Sometimes Marty gets angry when the tea isn't right - "milk in first or milk in second?" he thinks to himself. Marty gave me a chocolate muffin and made me watch rovelive on Tv. Marty didn't have a bath on Tuesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/marty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday Marty had to get up early because he was getting his hair cut. I got my hair cut on monday - sometimes I think that Marty likes to copy me. He once got his hair cut exactly the same as me. I wonder whether Marty had a bath on Wednesday or if he just felt like a shower. Sometimes Marty finds it hard to choose between a bath or a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Marty likes to laugh. He is a funny boy. I think Marty just had a shower today but I don't really know. Sometimes Marty likes to be funny when he is on the phone and he will just play music and be silent - so then the person he is on the phone to is silent as well. THen when Marty picks up the phone again he says "WHAT" really loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty is funny. I wonder whether Friday is bath day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rickygervais.com/"&gt;*click here to see who this blog was inspired by*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114674648644121396?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114674648644121396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114674648644121396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114674648644121396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114674648644121396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/05/blogging-is-for-losers.html' title='Blogging is for losers'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114619480150560585</id><published>2006-04-28T13:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T13:26:41.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spodd on a blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/RIMG0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/RIMG0608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayness! "We are Whispering because we're communists..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114619480150560585?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114619480150560585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114619480150560585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114619480150560585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114619480150560585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/04/spodd-on-blog.html' title='Spodd on a blog.'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114429275814456042</id><published>2006-04-06T12:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T13:05:58.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesed off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;On tuesday night I played indoor netball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were down our GS (Goal Shooter) and as that posistion doesn't run very much I said I would play that posistion [I still feel tired and sick &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;* COuGh* CoUgH*&lt;/span&gt; and I can't run much because I get exhusted very easily]. I am usually a defender and I am not so good at attacking - so this was going to be a funny game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/netball_court.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/400/netball_court.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get on the court I always talk to my player (GK) - this generally makes the game better and more fun. When I said "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hello, how are you?&lt;/span&gt;" to the goal keeper she rolled her eyes before squaking out a angry '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hi'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the game started she was all over me like a rash - now kids this IS what a defender is meant to do BUT she was "intimidating" by crushing her body into mine. Because she was slow she couldn't defend and even though she was continually pulled up for contact she didn't stop hurting me - she even scratched my face! All the time while she was barging me she was saying  "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;for god's sake...&lt;/span&gt;" because I was albe to move around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the  after one of our Center breaks (C throws the ball to someone in the centre third) our WA was tripped over and hurt herself. The ball came flying toward my third and I picked up the ball and walked over to where the WA was lying. As I was walking over the GK came over and SNATCHED the ball out of my hand saying "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thats my ball&lt;/span&gt;", to which I replyed "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Settle down, someone's hurt alright&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game had finished I shook her hand and held on to it for a moment while she looked away NOT making eye contact. I should have said "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; YOU STUPID HEAD, learn to be a good sport or just f**k off&lt;/span&gt;", Instead I said " &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Good game, try not to take it so seriously though&lt;/span&gt;" and she barked back at me "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well if you stopped  barging me...&lt;/span&gt;" [Ah huh! Yes she was a physco].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this girl had emotion problems to come at me so fiercely (and hurt me), I would like to think so. The game of Netball does, however, bring out the worst in girls - a mean and competitive need to win at all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation actually makes me think of a Simpson's QUOTE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Well Mrs Simpson, some people are just Jerks".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114429275814456042?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114429275814456042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114429275814456042' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114429275814456042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114429275814456042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/04/cheesed-off.html' title='Cheesed off...'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114342053812684899</id><published>2006-03-27T11:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T11:48:58.156+11:00</updated><title type='text'>There are alot of things we can learn from SpongeBob</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know kids, we can learn alot from the Flaming Lips song "Spongebob &amp; Patrick Confront the Psychic Wall of Energy". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has a very good message, that to have a good life you &lt;strong&gt;HAVE TO&lt;/strong&gt; find a way to be &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/sb5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will count you in, for us all to SING....One...Two...Three....Four....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patrick&lt;/strong&gt;, you see, I'm growing a mustache&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And though I know I must ask you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does it really make me look like a man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spongebob, being a manager is a tough job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you're picked to be the best spongeboss they've had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Working like a dog at the Krusty Krab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now wait a minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think we hit a wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think we hit a psychic wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maybe we're just young and we won't know 'til we're old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Too young to free ourselves from this lonely fish bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some kind of wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some kind of psychic wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some kind of wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some kind of psychic wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We can get a burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Come on, let's find a way to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Not like Plankton, he will never be satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Always complaining about his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To his computer wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You think he would've found by now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be sought as a king&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't need a burn&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/sb6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114342053812684899?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114342053812684899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114342053812684899' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114342053812684899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114342053812684899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-are-alot-of-things-we-can-learn.html' title='There are alot of things we can learn from SpongeBob'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114310723925582095</id><published>2006-03-23T20:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:47:19.316+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Just what you always wanted to know....</title><content type='html'>I was INSPIRED by Mark's blog about Wikipedia (for once he had a blog that wasn't about TV)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, even though Wikipedia doesn't get everything right it sure got one thing right..... NEIGHBOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hoooorrraaahhh!" I hear you yell! Yes, you read it right Neighbours is important enought to be on Wikipedia! Whoo - hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So settle down kids, let Wiki' tell you all about those lovely Neighbours........WAIT.... No! you don't need to know the history (I know you're all closet fans), how about we remember the pets of Ramsey Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dahl the galah&lt;/span&gt; (1994 onwards) - A galah that originally belonged to Lata Chatterji. Lata gave the bird to her boyfriend Brett Stark when they were forced to break up by Lata's brother Vikram. When Brett left, he gave Dahl to Libby to look after and it has lived in the Kennedy house ever since. However when Karl used to live in the house, Dahl sometimes made him angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( My favorite bit was went Dr. Karl got angry- he made me laugh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Casserole "Cassie" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the sheep&lt;/span&gt; (1995-2006) - Cassie the sheep is to die this year, a funeral to be shown in the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( This was Billy's sheep. When I was in year 5 I though Billy was a babe)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Audrey the dog (&lt;/span&gt;2002 onwards) - originally owned by Libby Kennedy, named after Audrey Hepburn. Ran away a while ago only to be found when Mal Kennedy accidentally ran her over. She survived, and now lives with Libby's mother Susan. Joe Mangel claims that Audrey has a romantic interest in Bouncer 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( When Libby moved away Audrey came back to the good place- Ramsey Street!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bob the dog&lt;/span&gt; (1997 onwards) - originally belonged to Sarah Beaumont. When she asked for him to join her in her new home abroad, Toadie and Stu duped her by sending a lookalike in his place. However, Sarah recently revealed in Annalise's documentary that she knew all along that the dog Toadie sent her was not the real Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( Ahhh, Toadfish.... he's great. Bob is cool too BUT he does poo alot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Harvey the dog&lt;/span&gt; (2000 onwards) - The Scully's family dog. Joe Scully accidentally ran over Harvey, a stray dog, on his building site. He brought him home and it was decided that they would keep him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( The scully are a crap family and the dog sucks too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bouncer 5 (&lt;/span&gt;occasionally abbreviated to B5) (2005 onwards) - A lazy greyhound that Joe Mangel is unsuccessfully trying to train to become a racing dog. Joe also claims B5 has a romantic interest in Audrey, as the only time B5 moves faster than a slow walk is to chase Audrey. As his name suggests, Bouncer 5 is the fifth incarnation of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bouncer&lt;/span&gt;, Joe's original Labrador from earlier in the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( ANYTHING associated with Joe Mangel is great! Long live bouncer 5)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Original Bouncer was the best, in one storyline they follow "BOUNCER'S DREAM". Damn fine Australian Televsion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114310723925582095?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114310723925582095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114310723925582095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114310723925582095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114310723925582095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-what-you-always-wanted-to-know.html' title='Just what you always wanted to know....'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114222559196943946</id><published>2006-03-13T15:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T15:53:11.990+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Hates #2</title><content type='html'>Being at Valentine Public School when I feel DAMN sick while I get strange looks from old grandma's [I know they are saying "You're too young to have a child..."(and they are right... I am just picking up my little sister)]!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN,&lt;br /&gt;To make it worse, kids start "singing  yi yi yippy yippy yi..." not only is this an annoying song it increases my head ache no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS,&lt;br /&gt; I am hot and cold all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel miserable. I will make the next post happier - at least I'm not vomiting! ah ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114222559196943946?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114222559196943946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114222559196943946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114222559196943946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114222559196943946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/03/pet-hates-2.html' title='Pet Hates #2'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114189431131255589</id><published>2006-03-09T19:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:23:33.599+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonky, sexy, incredible....</title><content type='html'>You all should read "The Time Traveller's Wife". It is quite possibly one of my favorite books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all about time (if you didn't already guess that from the title) with a jolted reality where the time changes constantly.  All the characters are flawed in such a believable and recognisable characters. This book is one that sticks in your head and doesn't and makes you want to time travel (but not like Henry). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what the book says its about (It's hard to describe):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Time Traveller's Wife is the story of Clare and Henry, Clare met Henry when she was six and Henry was thirty-six, Henry met Clare for the first time when he was Twenty-eight and Clare was Twenty. Impossible but true, because Henry suffers from a rare condition where his genetic clock periodically resets and he finds himself pulled suddenly into his past or future..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book messes with time, which is one of my favorite things to do! How much free will do you really have? How much of your life is determined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also has a lot of decent poetry. The prologue begins with this lovely poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;LOVE AFTER LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The time will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;when, with elation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you will greet yourself arriving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;at your own door, in your own mirror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and each will sit and smile at the other's welcome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and say, sit here. Eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You will love again the stranger who was your self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Give wine. Give Bread. Give back your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;to itself, to the stranger who has loved you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;all your life, whom you ignored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;for another, who knows you by heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the photographs, the deperate notes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;peel your own image from the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sit. Feast on your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;-Derek Walscon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Make me happy, read the book so I can talk to someone about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114189431131255589?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114189431131255589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114189431131255589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114189431131255589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114189431131255589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/03/wonky-sexy-incredible.html' title='Wonky, sexy, incredible....'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-114040139982938569</id><published>2006-02-20T13:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:11:24.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/shamless_main3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/shamless_main3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father of the year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-114040139982938569?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/114040139982938569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=114040139982938569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114040139982938569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/114040139982938569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/02/shamless.html' title='Shamless'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-113947739074029548</id><published>2006-02-09T20:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:10:09.270+10:00</updated><title type='text'>To the callings of my heart....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/band.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love Muppets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-113947739074029548?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.joshpyke.com/' title='To the callings of my heart....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/113947739074029548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=113947739074029548' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113947739074029548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113947739074029548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-callings-of-my-heart.html' title='To the callings of my heart....'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-113464832231817254</id><published>2005-12-15T22:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T23:05:22.333+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Middle of the hill</title><content type='html'>"And you can never really see the top from the bottom. I don't pay enough attention to the good things while I've got them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was listening to Josh Pyke (borrowed from Caramel Pitt - AL FOIL) and looking at the album artwork I decided that:I want a tattoo!&lt;br /&gt;Now this might seem like another passing cheesey idea BUT i think that a fish tattoo would be ace! Maybe that could be my New Years Resolution : get a tat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Who wouldn't like the look of these fishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite possible that it will hurt a bit but it will be worth it to have a life-long scar! heh heh heh.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Mark: the blogging community is growing... yay...more nerds. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-113464832231817254?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/113464832231817254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=113464832231817254' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113464832231817254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113464832231817254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/12/middle-of-hill.html' title='Middle of the hill'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-113402513203579109</id><published>2005-12-08T17:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T17:58:52.046+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>Today as I was waving at Ange and Kiggles leaving I was Bitten by an Ant. Now my foot is red and stinging. OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/argentin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; There is an important lesson to be learnt ( its either): Never wave good bye to people OR dont stand on Ant Hills.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(* N.B - the Ant did not look like picture displayed)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-113402513203579109?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/113402513203579109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=113402513203579109' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113402513203579109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113402513203579109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/12/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-113210003114125951</id><published>2005-11-16T11:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T11:13:51.163+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you read my thoughts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/MightybooshPIC1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/400/MightybooshPIC1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the funniest man alive. He has such Beautiful hair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-113210003114125951?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/113210003114125951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=113210003114125951' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113210003114125951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113210003114125951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/11/can-you-read-my-thoughts.html' title='Can you read my thoughts?'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-113101398394907517</id><published>2005-11-03T21:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T09:40:34.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you thought you knew how truely cool I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE ABBA!&lt;/span&gt; I always have. In 1994 my Dad bought me 'The ABBA Gold' Cd and I learnt the words and actions to all those golden ABBA Hits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/abba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/abba.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came in handy when I was in year 6 ( last year of Primary School) and the 'Eke'ster and I, dressed up as ABBA to win the school talent quest. We dressed up in two of the finest 60's dresses in the Murray Collection and mimed the words of 'Waterloo' for the whole school, this fine rendition was aided by some magical actions to the words. The competition was tough as we lined up against some mega acts, including TLC, The Spice Girls , Coolio (Gansters Paradise Song) and the Backstreet Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/portraitabba79a.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/portraitabba79a.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our act was way cool, we got one boy to pretent he was playing the piano and Jed (who lived around the corner from me) to play guitar! Our dresses, the miming its no wonder we won! In ABBA's words "the winner takes it all...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-113101398394907517?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/113101398394907517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=113101398394907517' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113101398394907517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113101398394907517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-when-you-thought-you-knew-how.html' title='Just when you thought you knew how truely cool I am...'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-113030676654167947</id><published>2005-10-26T15:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T16:06:06.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Scary</title><content type='html'>Characters from Neighbours are going to die.&lt;br /&gt; It is really scary - while half the cast are on a plane trip to somewhere in Tasmania.&lt;br /&gt; THEN some physco puts a bomb on the plane and it blows up - and they are all going to have to swim to Tassie if they want to survive.&lt;br /&gt;Cast on the plane ; Susan, Alex, Sky, Dylan, Paul, Izzy, David, Lil, Serena, Elle and Connor.&lt;br /&gt;Four of the above mentioned are going to die! Can you guess?&lt;br /&gt; My bet is:&lt;br /&gt; David, Lil, Serena and Susan! this is terrible! I love Susan. She is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I am very upset and disturbed. hmmm,  I dont like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do hope that the Bishops die because they are boring - and I really dispise Serena.&lt;br /&gt; At least my two favorite characters will not die! Long live Toadie and Joe Mangel! They are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - does anyone want to come the Neighbours meet the stars night in sydney? It will be fun... I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!&lt;br /&gt; Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;Cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-113030676654167947?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/113030676654167947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=113030676654167947' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113030676654167947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/113030676654167947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/10/very-scary.html' title='Very Scary'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112834261357289737</id><published>2005-10-03T21:06:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:03:34.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams til Sunbeams Find You...</title><content type='html'>I am so obessed... So I think I am going to leave my BLog alone for awhile....(you can see how long I last)... take bets I dare you. This is going to be a large post so you can savour the cheese goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moving on to ZINES! (Pronounced Zines not Zeens.)&lt;br /&gt;They are pretty cool if they are done right - expect these as Christmas presents kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is Not Art went really well! Like last year  I didn't get to see much because I was doing TINA stuff. But What I did see was good. Saturday was the best! I didn't have to send faxes and ring people and generally be a PR Biatch. I got to work in the Bar which was loads of fun (even though I am clumbsy as hell I didn't stuff up once!). I was really excited and happy, so it sorta put a downer on the experience when a PERSON I know asked me if I was intoxicated- I wasn't, this comment annoyed me, I can be happy/silly without alcohol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Bar it was &lt;strong&gt;TRASHDANCE!&lt;/strong&gt; And I did get drunk because I didn't have to pay for drinks! Horrahhh! Trashdance is better at the Cambridge but It was still fun at the festival club! Thankyou first timers Janet, Cuppit, Ange and Co, Fiona, Jo and Co. and the Usual Kids for coming along. You were ace! I hope you come again! Penguin dances, stupid dances, Mapole dances, hugs from a drunk Adam, more dancing til late in the night... all made for a top night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In classic Cheese style I did have a embarrising moment : the bedroom philosopher remembering me as the girl who had the nervous breakdown on the phone... kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Sunday) TINA they had a huge street fair closing off one portion of Auckland st (Between King and Hunter) - there were markets where arty/crafty stuff was being sold...&lt;br /&gt;I got 5 badges! Hoorah! They go like this: "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yeah! WHales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Eels are Creepy&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I love Cliches&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I Liked them before you&lt;/span&gt;" and a free "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh No&lt;/span&gt;" - There was a special deal Marty actually bought the 5th one "&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Look how Fucking Indie I am&lt;/span&gt;". Go Badges!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MARK! I lost my 'medal' at the 3 Monkeys. I went looking for it but it is lost. I was very annoyed.Its very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the night Jo, Marty and I had 'Lans' for dinner and then went to Jo's house and watshed 'Get over it'. I Love trashy teen movies and this one is corker! " Put your hand down little Steve..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I have had a very busy couple of weeks! It is a relief that TINA is over, I dont know if I will work on the festival next year but we will see... i am not sure if I want to be TINA's biatch anymore. It was nice to come home today, I have been living out of White Lightning and that is only fun for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there are only 5 weeks of uni left! WOW! How time flies, just today I turned over a new page in my Harry Potter Calendar! Oh how time is an elusive beast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Speaking of elusive beast...&lt;/span&gt; How Excitng&lt;/span&gt;! Giant Squids do exist! I thought Jo made them up! And they were found in Japan... Mark have you been hunting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"Lets all go out theres no time to waste yeah... and if life gets you down just go out and taste it and put on your Favorite Jeans. Now you can take them on -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Hell, you can do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So til my next blog (which will be a fair while) have fun kids!&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry kids, Cheese is just taking a break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112834261357289737?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112834261357289737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112834261357289737' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112834261357289737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112834261357289737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/10/sweet-dreams-til-sunbeams-_112834261357289737.html' title='Sweet Dreams til Sunbeams Find You...'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112823389035894366</id><published>2005-10-02T16:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T16:18:10.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Joke Of TINA</title><content type='html'>I Heard a very funny joke today from the bedroom philosopher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sounds like a bell and is brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DUNG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a corker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112823389035894366?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112823389035894366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112823389035894366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112823389035894366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112823389035894366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/10/best-joke-of-tina.html' title='Best Joke Of TINA'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112807826030455314</id><published>2005-09-30T20:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T21:04:20.303+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Play of Angst.</title><content type='html'>As part of TINA the Tantrum theatre group of Newcastle put on a play in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 Monkeys&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soo wanky. I didn't really like it. Too much angst - as Joconut said "It was just immature". Which I think perhaps it is.  VERY ANGST, VERY WANKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;The play did have one GREAT line in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the theme of 'The Island' famous line : "MY NAME IS LINCON".&lt;br /&gt; The play had a corker " I AM NOT LOLITA".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have laughed but the actor who spoke the line was sitting next to me ( they perfromed around you) - She also threw sugar at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112807826030455314?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112807826030455314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112807826030455314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112807826030455314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112807826030455314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/play-of-angst.html' title='The Play of Angst.'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112807793749205443</id><published>2005-09-30T20:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T20:58:57.493+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PARKED!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Kiggles got parked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was eating Curry and some body - who was working in Darby St. Parked her in. It was a bit funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to get Angela to Reverse out but there wasn't enough room.  I think she was quite stressed - i thought I would blog this so she can remember to blog this story on Her &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://kiggleswiggles.blogspot.com"&gt;BLOG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112807793749205443?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112807793749205443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112807793749205443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112807793749205443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112807793749205443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/parked.html' title='PARKED!'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112807752758664789</id><published>2005-09-30T20:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T20:52:07.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'>RUUUUBBBBYYYYYY- Don't take your love to town...</title><content type='html'>The last week has been very strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cheese feels odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this could just be tired-ness and most likely is.&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I am taking Kenny Rodgers advice and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NOT&lt;/span&gt; taking my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to town. I am taking a break! You know what? I am going to BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TINA has been running the last 3 days and I have just been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOST.&lt;/span&gt; This is the worst feeling in the world, and its the one feeling that the kids just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think it would be easier if someone else sorted out my life for me - hmm, but I suppose thats the point and what your meant to be doing anyway....  I just want to skip the sorting and have it sorted for me. Like how a maid would fold your towels. Dead easy mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so old.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so angsty.... ( Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112807752758664789?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112807752758664789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112807752758664789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112807752758664789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112807752758664789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/ruuuubbbbyyyyyy-dont-take-your-love-to.html' title='RUUUUBBBBYYYYYY- Don&apos;t take your love to town...'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112789910338164311</id><published>2005-09-28T19:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T19:18:23.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie Cheese Warping Young Minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/warpminds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/warpminds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She sure is warped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112789910338164311?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112789910338164311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112789910338164311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112789910338164311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112789910338164311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/katie-cheese-warping-young-minds.html' title='Katie Cheese Warping Young Minds'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112773944364843673</id><published>2005-09-26T22:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T22:57:23.653+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice One, Geeza...</title><content type='html'>Vote for your favorite movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/yourfavoritemovie"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/myfavouritefilm/"&gt;Lets make FERRIS win!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112773944364843673?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112773944364843673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112773944364843673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112773944364843673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112773944364843673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/nice-one-geeza.html' title='Nice One, Geeza...'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112751550413712831</id><published>2005-09-24T08:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:53:39.043+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/mailmark3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/mailmark3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/joey34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/kids/degrassi"&gt;Mark&lt;/a&gt; is complaining on his blog that he can't work computers. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/mailmark.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I would help him out and post his NEW HAIRCUT on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There was one problem, I don't know which picture is Mark... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/mailmark2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112751550413712831?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112751550413712831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112751550413712831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112751550413712831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112751550413712831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/hair.html' title='Hair!'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112740040263822206</id><published>2005-09-23T00:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T00:46:42.643+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Frog Croak</title><content type='html'>If you really want to impress your friends perhaps you could begin to croak in different languages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Afrikaans:&lt;/span&gt; kwaak-kwaak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Arabic (Algeria):&lt;/span&gt; gar gar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Catalan:&lt;/span&gt; cruá-cruá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chinese (Mandarin):&lt;/span&gt; guo guo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dutch:&lt;/span&gt; kwak kwak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;English (USA):&lt;/span&gt; ribbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;English (GB):&lt;/span&gt; croak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Finnish:&lt;/span&gt; kvak kvak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;French:&lt;/span&gt; coa-coa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;German:&lt;/span&gt; quaak, quaak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hebrew:&lt;/span&gt; kwa kwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hungarian:&lt;/span&gt; bre-ke-ke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Italian:&lt;/span&gt; cra cra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Japanese:&lt;/span&gt; kerokero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Korean:&lt;/span&gt; gae-gool-gae-gool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Russian:&lt;/span&gt; kva-kva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Spanish (Spain):&lt;/span&gt; cruá-cruá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Spanish (Argentina):&lt;/span&gt; berp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Spanish (Peru):&lt;/span&gt; croac, croac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Swedish:&lt;/span&gt; kvack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thai:&lt;/span&gt; ob ob (with high tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Turkish:&lt;/span&gt; vrak vrak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ukrainian:&lt;/span&gt; kwa-kwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of Tadpoles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112740040263822206?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112740040263822206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112740040263822206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112740040263822206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112740040263822206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/frog-croak.html' title='Frog Croak'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112731211978508627</id><published>2005-09-21T23:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T21:27:10.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Up.</title><content type='html'>For my birthday I got an i-pod. Its pretty good. But my Mixed tapes are better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, There is the shuffle option on the i-pod but its not as good as shuffling up your own mix! Thus the beauty of a mixed tape. Its very cathartic and after stuffing up and getting frustrated at uni today it makes me feel alot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like making the tapes for other people so that I can make them listen to "&lt;strong&gt;CHEESE&lt;/strong&gt;" ( in other words &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;) music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite songs to put on Mixed tapes:&lt;br /&gt;(I made a tape tonight and these were the first five and my favorite!)&lt;br /&gt;1. Badly Drawn Boy - Once around the Block (Its so HAppy)&lt;br /&gt;2. Ricky Gervais - Freelove Freeway ( The Office goodness)&lt;br /&gt;3. Flaming Lips- Sponge Bob and Patrick confront the physic wall of energy ( I love the bubbles - so happy)&lt;br /&gt;4.Split Enz -Message to my Girl (Neil Finn goodness)&lt;br /&gt;5. Coldplay - In my Place ( my all time favorite song)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112731211978508627?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112731211978508627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112731211978508627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112731211978508627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112731211978508627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/mixed-up.html' title='Mixed Up.'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112703575888065425</id><published>2005-09-18T19:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T00:36:35.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know I can fix Clothes-lines?</title><content type='html'>Last Night I had a ton of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome! I have been feeling a little lost recently and a night of drinking was what I needed! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( Always remember Alcohol solves all your problems: this is not true kids - DONT BELIEVE CHEESE'S LIES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;The night started at customs where Joconut, her new funky "Margo Tennebaum" haircut and I had some delicious Coronas (with lemons in the top). Then some more beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while we deceided to get some yum Cider and trek up to yet ANOTHER farewell : this time Cass was pissing off to New Zealand. ( It seems lots of people are going places...). Cass's farewell consisted of burning stuff in the backyard, and eating tofu skewers. I decieded to farewell Cass in the only way I know how : Create a musical of her life and try and fix her Clothes-line ( "You are the wind beneath Cass's wings..." was the closing tune)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many unsuccessful attempts at trying to fix the broken Clothes-line we headed for 'The Grand'. It took me a long time to get to the grand because I had to stop at Jo's house so she could spray perfume on me so I didn't smell like the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IT was here that Jo sprayed perfume in my eyes. Thats right, she tried to hug me and then sprayed perfume into MY EYES!&lt;/span&gt; They burnt...thanks JoCONUT...&lt;br /&gt;Marty showed up and we finally made it to the grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND &lt;/strong&gt;guess what! IT was &lt;strong&gt;MRAH's 20th Birthday!&lt;/strong&gt; I was planning on meeting them at the brewery but they ended up going to the grand anyway- so that was tops because I didn't need to leave the premises.&lt;br /&gt;The Grand didn't seem the same because MITTENS wasn't there - Mittens is always at the Grand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT was lots of fun hanging out with the Mrah crew because they were as drunk as I was! Horraahh!  I did make Hare give me piggy backs  and hold my stuff while I ran around being silly. We ended up at the Northern and thats was actually pretty fun! The rest of the night is a bit blurry and I can't be bothered writing about it! What you need to know is that I had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the highlight was talking to cuppits former band mate ( who tried to kick him out of their band) and telling him that Cuppit, Marty and I had formed aband and called ourselves "WAT"&lt;br /&gt; But Still,  it was too bad about the Clothes-line!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112703575888065425?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112703575888065425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112703575888065425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112703575888065425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112703575888065425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/did-you-know-i-can-fix-clothes-lines.html' title='Did you know I can fix Clothes-lines?'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112684602987754421</id><published>2005-09-16T14:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T14:47:43.120+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Randomness of Wiggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/wiggles_160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/wiggles_160.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Kiggles (Kate-Wiggles) and I went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked alot and I have  come to the realisation that:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://kiggleswiggles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kiggles&lt;/a&gt; is a master in the art of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Random'&lt;/span&gt;. Often the same sentence would relate to five seperate topics - or situations. It was very funny and sometimes hard to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had fun driving around the uni - Kiggles likes to take the speed-humps nice and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all - Kiggles is TOPS! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and was standing behind me as I wrote this...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though its raining today,  I have had lots of fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112684602987754421?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112684602987754421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112684602987754421' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112684602987754421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112684602987754421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/randomness-of-wiggles.html' title='The Randomness of Wiggles'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112684535432687399</id><published>2005-09-16T14:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T14:35:54.333+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone remember #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; William's wish welligtons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/willi_183.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/willi_183.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love gumboots... If only I had a magical pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112684535432687399?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112684535432687399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112684535432687399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112684535432687399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112684535432687399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/does-anyone-remember-3.html' title='Does anyone remember #3'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112674788848718897</id><published>2005-09-15T11:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T11:37:41.633+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasselhoff saves the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; man who can save people from the devastation of 'Hurrican Katrina'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/katrina61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/katrina61.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hmm, This is in really bad taste... I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;appalled &lt;/span&gt;that I laughed at it....&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/14643487-112674788848718897?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112674788848718897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112674788848718897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112674788848718897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112674788848718897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/hasselhoff-saves-day.html' title='Hasselhoff saves the day'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112657149063585273</id><published>2005-09-15T10:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T11:48:16.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Piss off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/mittens%20and%20mark1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/mittens%20and%20mark1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mark and Mittens before they went on exchange to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture on Mike TV's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are wearing some lovely boxes with 'Australian' patches sown on to them, just so they wont forget where they are from.  They also got other random presents from the kids which I hope they are enjoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave Mittens some forks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway this was a nice night and they were farewelled well! I think its a funny picture...&lt;br /&gt;OH how I laugh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112657149063585273?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112657149063585273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112657149063585273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112657149063585273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112657149063585273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/piss-off.html' title='Piss off...'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112652701872018946</id><published>2005-09-12T21:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:10:18.726+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Almost-death of White Lightning</title><content type='html'>Today my Car, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;White lightning: The Luck dragon&lt;/span&gt;, was fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoooorahhh for Manueal the mechanic! Can he fix it? YES HE CAN!&lt;br /&gt; Poor old White Lightning had a cracked radiator, and apparently the brake pads were grinding BUT now she is fixed! AND Driving much better than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORIGIN OF MY CARS NAME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"White Lightning"&lt;/span&gt; - because shes one hell of a fast station wagon ( I think this is because I drive fairly slow...).Name c/o Patrick Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"The Luck Dragon"&lt;/span&gt; - Named after the dragon in the Neverending Story ( because the car is white and long -just like the luck dragon). Name c/o Scott Barnes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Beginning of the day I though my car was dead, how wrong I was!&lt;br /&gt;So HORAAHH for Manueal! He is one hell of a mechanic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112652701872018946?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112652701872018946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112652701872018946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112652701872018946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112652701872018946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/almost-death-of-white-lightning.html' title='The Almost-death of White Lightning'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112614213383811399</id><published>2005-09-08T11:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:16:44.390+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain of Cheese</title><content type='html'>I do believe I have a brain made of &lt;strong&gt;CHEESE&lt;/strong&gt;! And that it is slowly turning into a molten mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seemed to have lost all concept of time - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Its Bizarre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday now seems like the end of the week. Events that happened two days ago NOW seem like they occured months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing your concept of time is not good when you are already forgetful. Which indeed I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting worse because I'm sure that I have lost something &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know what it is. I'm sure I'll find it, eventually, when I work out what I've lost.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112614213383811399?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112614213383811399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112614213383811399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112614213383811399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112614213383811399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/brain-of-cheese.html' title='Brain of Cheese'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112609469517919869</id><published>2005-09-07T21:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:19:40.143+10:00</updated><title type='text'>"I like grapes"</title><content type='html'>I love tuesday nights!&lt;br /&gt;$5 movies are tops.&lt;br /&gt;This week the kids and I went and saw &lt;a href="http://chocolatefactorymovie.warnerbros.com/"&gt;'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory'&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;AND It was &lt;strong&gt;FANTABULOUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the Oompa - Loompa Dances - especially Augustus Gloop's Song and Dance number ( One day I hope to dance half as well as those little critters! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Augustus Gloop, Augustus Gloop, a great big greedy nincompoop...Augustus Gloop, so big and vile so greedy and so infantile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/charlie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think however that the QUOTE of the movie goes to Willy Wonka with this Gem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="qt0131092"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Everything in this room is *eat*able. Even I'm *eat*able. But that is called cannibalism, my dear children, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies.&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with the &lt;strong&gt;Willy Wonka Puppet Song&lt;/strong&gt; which has been going through my head all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, the amazing chocolatier&lt;br /&gt;Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, everybody give a cheer&lt;br /&gt;He's modest, clever, and so smart, he barely can restrain it&lt;br /&gt;With so much generosity, there is no way to contain it, to contain it, to contain.... to contain... to contain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, he's the one that you're about to meet&lt;br /&gt;Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, he's a genius who just can't be beat&lt;br /&gt;The magician and the chocolate whiz&lt;br /&gt;The best darn guy who ever lived&lt;br /&gt;Willy Wonka, here he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112609469517919869?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112609469517919869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112609469517919869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112609469517919869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112609469517919869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-like-grapes.html' title='&quot;I like grapes&quot;'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112566418069832296</id><published>2005-09-02T22:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T22:34:34.970+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone Remember...#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/raggy_group250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/raggy_group250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raggy Dolls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also one of my favorite shows that I used to watch when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the Reject Dolls from the Factory - and they had to hide so they wouldn't be thrown out - Life as a Doll ain't so easy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112566418069832296?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112566418069832296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112566418069832296' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112566418069832296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112566418069832296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/does-anyone-remember2.html' title='Does anyone Remember...#2'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112566399514892385</id><published>2005-09-02T22:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T22:38:58.043+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admire how Mark has grown a Pizza Box to his head! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/markpizza2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How Sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Go and visit Mark's NEW blog: &lt;a href="http://www.markalwayswins.blogspot.com"&gt;Click Me!&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/14643487-112566399514892385?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112566399514892385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112566399514892385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112566399514892385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112566399514892385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/pizza-head.html' title='Pizza Head'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112566290660046661</id><published>2005-09-02T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T22:21:42.310+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark always wins?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/markalways%20wins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Today Mark and I played &lt;a href="www.mattelscrabble.com/en/home.html"&gt;Scrabble.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark is known to STEAL pillows (there will be an explaination later), this is okay because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.markalwayswins.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (apparently) &lt;strong&gt;always wins &lt;/strong&gt;- BUT look at this compelling truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/markpizza1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112566290660046661?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.markalwayswins.blogspot.com' title='Mark always wins?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112566290660046661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112566290660046661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112566290660046661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112566290660046661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/09/mark-always-wins.html' title='Mark always wins?'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112436889145241189</id><published>2005-08-18T22:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T11:38:56.856+10:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ferris Bueller -you're my hero!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/ferris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/ferris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Classic Ferris Quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A person should not believe in an -ism, he should believe in himself. I quote John Lennon, "I don't believe in The Beatles, I just believe in me." Good point there. After all, he was the walrus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The question isn't "what are we going to do," the question is "what aren't we going to do?" "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm so dissappointed in Cameron"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Ferris has snuck aboard a parade float] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It's one of my personal favorites and I'd like to dedicate it to a young man who doesn't think he's seen anything good today - Cameron Frye, this one's for you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112436889145241189?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112436889145241189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112436889145241189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112436889145241189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112436889145241189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/08/ferris-bueller-youre-my-hero.html' title='&quot;Ferris Bueller -you&apos;re my hero!&quot;'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112428084721648724</id><published>2005-08-17T21:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T22:14:07.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEESE VOTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/katepink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/katepink.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/katemilo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/katemilo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/katejump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/katejump.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, &lt;br /&gt;Yes - I am putting pictures of myself on the web. This will be for a short time only as I dont know how to save to a disc for a stupid webpage assignment for uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHOO, &lt;br /&gt;I will make a fun game of this: VOTING!&lt;br /&gt; Yes! Just like Big Brother you can vote for which picture you want to stay!  Just post me which kind of "Cheese" you want!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Is it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Number ONE:&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE IN PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not often am I seen wearing pink. It used to be my favorite colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not actually holding my teddy bear it is my sisters - The famous "Mrs Ted". I grew up thinking that she was getting it on with "Little Ted" on play school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Number TWO:&lt;br /&gt; CHEESE EATS MILO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the evidence that I LOVE MILO! I have actually tipped on the floor to eat it! I am a grot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my MILO "homer simpson stubble".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Number THREE:&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE TRIES TO JUMP IN THE FOUNTAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a very funny day in Sydney that I spent with my very good friend MRAH! I actually got pretty wet taking this photo because a jet spurted up and got me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, memories.&lt;br /&gt;VOTE QUICK - who knows when the photos will be gone. (Probably Friday)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112428084721648724?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112428084721648724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112428084721648724' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112428084721648724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112428084721648724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/08/cheese-vote.html' title='CHEESE VOTE'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112398954727265738</id><published>2005-08-14T12:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T13:19:07.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/sooty_main_203_203x152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/sooty_main_203_203x152.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Sooty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I loved this show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He was so cheeky!&lt;br /&gt; I named my cat after him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112398954727265738?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112398954727265738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112398954727265738' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112398954727265738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112398954727265738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/08/does-anyone-remember.html' title='Does anyone remember...'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112398803264714746</id><published>2005-08-14T12:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T12:53:52.653+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The parting of ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/1600/doctorwhorose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8089/1331/320/doctorwhorose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This post is mainly for my brother because I don't think anyone else will care. Growing up with my brother infected me with the Doctor Who Disease, for which I am very thankful. There is no escaping this disease - it will forever haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt VERY sad when &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/doctorwho/episodes/partingoftheways.shtml"&gt;DOCTOR WHO&lt;/a&gt; ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This was a very sad episode, I don't like re-generations.  The 9th doctor, &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/doctorwho/gallery/11gallery/800/02.jpg"&gt;Christopher Eccleston&lt;/a&gt; was brilliant. I had my suspicions that the new Doctor Who would be crap. BUt it wasn't it was brilliant and even a bit scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I watched the last episode while babysitting and I feel I need to watch and chat about it with somebody. &lt;a href="http://www.national.com.au/"&gt;BUT WHERE IS MY BROTHER? &lt;/a&gt;He is fantastic for these kind of discussions. But no, he is not here and has gone home to sydney. ( Sigh**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wish there were more episodes with the 9th doctor... but alas there are no more and we must put up with the new 10th doctor, &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/doctorwho/index.shtml"&gt;David Tenant.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sigh) Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112398803264714746?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112398803264714746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112398803264714746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112398803264714746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112398803264714746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/08/parting-of-ways.html' title='The parting of ways'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112382491188583965</id><published>2005-08-12T14:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T15:47:18.423+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogness!</title><content type='html'>It seems that a few people I know have blogs! AND by few I really mean four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to put up a links section yet so i will just link them here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, here we go... are you ready? I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://huzzafish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUZZAFISH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite! Its my Sister's blog. It is fantastic! She is fasinated with the ocean and Op-shops. She has been known to change her outfit 10 times in one day just so she could get the full advantage of her house dresses! She also told me that my family found me in the sewer when Mum dropped her wedding ring down the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ifitsquareweaintthere.blogspot.com/"&gt;DUCKY TONG'S THE IN CROWD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Martin. I have previewed his crazy ramblings on this blog before... if you liked them, then visit the site. If you dont - its more of the same. Martin has four modes of living: Arty and Reclusive; Angry and Pretentious; Happy and drunken; AND staring. It takes a while to get used to Marty and when he's not being annoying he is fantastic! He also likes to be mean to my Lemon Chicken. People do not have faces like lemon chicken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eatingflowersinyourgarden.blogspot.com/"&gt;SASSY BOY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sassy boy is newcastle's premier Rock Star or will be when the band starts up. Sassy boy is one of the famous ( and vital) members of the 23 Crew. Sassy boy loves a good &lt;a href="http://www.neighbours.com/"&gt;Neighbours&lt;/a&gt; episode and I have heard him say that QUOTE "Paul Robinson is HOT". Sassy boy named my car "the luck dragon" and looks like Brett Whiteley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;There Once was a blog called M.F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This blog is now KAR-PUT de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOwever,&lt;br /&gt;There is a New Blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://markalwayswins.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mark's Adventures in Japan.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;a href="http://markalwayswins.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mark&lt;/a&gt; OR Lincoln &lt;a href="http://wwws.hu.warnerbros.com/theisland/youhavebeenchosen.html"&gt;(" MY NAME IS LINCOLN") &lt;/a&gt;. He is a terrible boy. Complaining and being Cranky is his game - if it was a competition he would certainly win. Lincoln likes to cook curry that looks like spew and his aim in life is to beat me everytime we play &lt;a href="http://www.monopoly.co.uk/"&gt;monopoly&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;HE even named his blog after winning :&lt;a href="http://markalwayswins.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mark Always Wins&lt;/a&gt; - please! But perhaps worst of all he is in love with &lt;a href="http://www.deltagoodrem.com/home/splash.do"&gt;Delta Goodrem&lt;/a&gt;... ( But who can really blame him...She was on Neighbours!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time.&lt;br /&gt;Cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112382491188583965?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112382491188583965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112382491188583965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112382491188583965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112382491188583965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/08/blogness.html' title='Blogness!'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112382237912660211</id><published>2005-08-12T14:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T14:52:59.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bedroon Philosopher</title><content type='html'>Hello again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The &lt;a href="http://laughingstock.com.au/photos/laughapoolooza/laughapoolooza-Pages/Image16.html"&gt;Bedroom philosopher&lt;/a&gt; is the Self proclaimed ‘prince of folk,’aka Justin Heazlewood. &lt;br /&gt; He is very funny! BUT has crazy eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am a bit excited because I found out that he is going to be playing at the ZINE fair at &lt;a href="http://thisisnotart.org"&gt;TINA&lt;/a&gt; : This is Not Art festival 29th September -3rd October! CHECK out the link for TINA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with some of the wise words of the bedroom philosopher from the song "I'm so postmodern":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern that I just don’t talk anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I wear different coloured t-shirts according to my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern that all my clothes are made out of sleeping bags,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need pockets, I’m a pocket myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I go to parties I’m not invited to&lt;br /&gt;and locate the vegemite and write my name on everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern that I write reviews for funerals,&lt;br /&gt;and heckle at weddings from inside a suitcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern that I breakdance in waiting rooms,&lt;br /&gt;play Yahtzee in nightclubs, at three in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I only go on dates that last thirteen minutes,&lt;br /&gt;via walky talky, while hiding under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I invite strangers to my house,&lt;br /&gt;and put on a slide show of other people’s nans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I went home and typed up everything you said,&lt;br /&gt;and printed it out in wingdings, and gave it back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I request Hey Mona on karaoke,&lt;br /&gt;then sing my life story to the tune of My Sharona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern that I dress up as Santa,&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of August, and haunt golf courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern that I cut off all my hair,&lt;br /&gt;and knitted it into a beanie, and threw it off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern that I stole everyone’s mail,&lt;br /&gt;and cut them up into a ransom note and hid it in a thermos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I take my lego to the supermarket&lt;br /&gt;and build my own shopping trolley, and only buy one nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I bought a round the world plane ticket,&lt;br /&gt;and stuffed my clothes with eggplant and pretended it was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern that I iron all my lettuce leaves,&lt;br /&gt;put my shirts in the crisper - they’re real crisp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I recite Shakespeare at KFC drive thru’s,&lt;br /&gt;through a megaphone, in sign language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I go to the gym after hours,&lt;br /&gt;push up against the door, then cry myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I wrote a trilogy of novels&lt;br /&gt;from the perspective of a possum that Jesus patted once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern that I marry all my friends,&lt;br /&gt;soak myself in metho, and tell them that they’ve changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so postmodern I think I might be a god in my undies rolling in sugar, in the carpark of a rodeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;( MY PERSONAL FAVORITE:&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I’m  so postmodern I write four thousand-word essays&lt;br /&gt;on the cultural significance of party pies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112382237912660211?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112382237912660211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112382237912660211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112382237912660211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112382237912660211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/08/bedroon-philosopher.html' title='The Bedroon Philosopher'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112382157639178031</id><published>2005-08-12T14:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T15:42:14.383+10:00</updated><title type='text'>More Potter!</title><content type='html'>Hey Kids, &lt;br /&gt; Check out this!!!&lt;br /&gt; Its Harry Potter in the FOURTH movie!&lt;br /&gt;WHoooo HOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at the wonderful production slideshow!  Put only if you click this link :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/feature/harrypotterandthegobletoffire.html"&gt;HARRY POTTER IS COOL!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112382157639178031?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112382157639178031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112382157639178031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112382157639178031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112382157639178031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/08/more-potter.html' title='More Potter!'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112311665733200880</id><published>2005-08-04T10:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T10:50:57.336+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty's words of wisdom</title><content type='html'>These are the random ramblings of one Martin Tong:&lt;br /&gt; They are confusing indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pull the baracades. The rats never have been able to stomach cream cheese. Due to the incestual nature of shoes my pudding went cold. Happy Birthday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Give me an inch and I'll take you without a paddle or a saddle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"14 cows. A jesus fish keeps me awake with its cycle of librarians. Libra is my favorite colour. I am wheatgrass without my pillow but easily fooled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think Mr. Tong spends all his time coming up with these catch phrases so hopefully one day someone will Quote him.&lt;br /&gt;His day has come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112311665733200880?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112311665733200880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112311665733200880' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112311665733200880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112311665733200880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/08/martys-words-of-wisdom.html' title='Marty&apos;s words of wisdom'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112234820062126350</id><published>2005-07-27T06:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T21:23:32.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Never bored with Nanna....</title><content type='html'>I hate being bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me when I was young - it was probably my sister - that "only boring people get bored".&lt;br /&gt;That is borange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right &lt;strong&gt;borange&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means rubbish.  It was a word created by Ross Noble and Terri Pisakis in the summer on Triple J earlier this year. It was created because no word rhymes with Orange....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you trying to rhyme it but its not working is it?? huh? huh? There is only borange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ross and Terri were hilarious! I would stay at home over the summer holidays between 10am-2pm to listen to them. They were random and silly - the best kind of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ross and Terri were great for boredom.  They created the Nanna phenomenon. This is where you print of a life-size picture of the Nanna and take random photos of her with you doing crazy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Nanna drinking tea, Nanna driving a tractor , Nanna in bed canoodling...&lt;br /&gt;There is never a boring moment with Nanna. The situations that Nanna can get herself into&lt;br /&gt;are endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Nanna will always have a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed off a Nanna, she is hanging up in my sisters hallway. She likes to scare visitors by smiling sweetly.&lt;br /&gt;You can print of a Nanna too. Just go to : &lt;a href="http://www.rossandterri.com"&gt;www.rossandterri.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Nanna loves you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112234820062126350?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112234820062126350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112234820062126350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112234820062126350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112234820062126350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/07/never-bored-with-nanna.html' title='Never bored with Nanna....'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112233578931747810</id><published>2005-07-26T09:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T20:52:09.883+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Geezz, I hate advice.</title><content type='html'>Those who know me, know I like to talk alot. I dont enjoy silences - it feels awkward and weird. I get to the point where I will repeat myself and tell the same stories over and over and over again. I hate feeling awkward - its uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind giving my opinion on matters but I hate giving advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; hate giving advice. Because I give really crap advice and I would hate to recieve my advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesnt mean that I don't like listening to peoples problems - I do, I like finding out just how crazy people are. Its just that I never know what to say - and usually what I do say ends up being a Cliche. Sounding really fake. Or really bad advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a situation the other night where I was suppose to give advice, or comment on the situation and all I could think of is "It'll get better". Thats terrible it wasn't even advice but merely shallow reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally hate the advice:" It'll get better" OR " shit happens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the situation gets worse? It probably won't but what if? huh? eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone said that to me I would be cranky. There is my rant for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112233578931747810?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112233578931747810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112233578931747810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112233578931747810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112233578931747810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/07/geezz-i-hate-advice.html' title='Geezz, I hate advice.'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112185611021924311</id><published>2005-07-25T15:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:31:13.880+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't tease me about my hobbies I dont tease you about being an asshole.</title><content type='html'>I am nuts about Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what people try to tell you it is cool to like Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remeber where I was each and every time I finished one of the books. This i think is one of Harry Potter's strongest points: they have such strong endings they make memorable occasions. Often the middle of the book seem to drag along becoming hum-drum ( just like life) then BANG something exciting will jump out at you and as you look up from the page in amazment you'll think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA! I didnt see that coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to blog this, because nobody listens and they often ignore the conversation when I talk about Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just finshed The Half Blood Prince. I am, like many other potter nuts, waiting on the final installment which will hopefully resolve itself in a satisfying ending. I am angry about the events of the book. I was hoodwinked Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only hope is that the next Harry potter is realeased soon before I grow up and feel too "old" for the wonderful, whimsical world of Potter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112185611021924311?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112185611021924311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112185611021924311' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112185611021924311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112185611021924311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/07/dont-tease-me-about-my-hobbies-i-dont.html' title='Don&apos;t tease me about my hobbies I dont tease you about being an asshole.'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14643487.post-112182367646044085</id><published>2005-07-20T11:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T11:41:16.463+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese, Why Cheese?</title><content type='html'>Cheese is very tasty, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tastes good on crackers, Saos, english muffins and Vegemite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats not why I am called Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my middle name. Yes, you read it correctly. Cheese is my middle name - or it would be if i bothered to change it by de-pol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I was born with no middle name. Harsh. I know I feel it everytime I look at my birth certificate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14643487-112182367646044085?l=katiecheese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/feeds/112182367646044085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14643487&amp;postID=112182367646044085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112182367646044085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14643487/posts/default/112182367646044085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecheese.blogspot.com/2005/07/cheese-why-cheese.html' title='Cheese, Why Cheese?'/><author><name>Cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05491004412370922099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
