<?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-27771635</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:21:50.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See the World through my eyes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-116204718065307921</id><published>2006-10-28T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T07:58:36.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funnies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Here's Jonny!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And thus I return from a mystical jorney of truth and enlightment to bring you yet another episode of "lets rant with Umair." Well actually... I got nothing to rant about (gasp!) Well, yes I do have my regular negitory views that would make Satan blush, but I rather keep them to myself for the time being. What can I say, its been good lately. Plans for the big day go on smoothy, The missus and I have been quite kissy kissy lately (more so than usual :p) and all those extra hours thrown at work means I get a big portion of the winter off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a different note, Liren got me a new Digi-Cam for Eid, so I decided to put it to good use. I tell ya, its not easy taking Mirror Pics Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Picture001-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Picture001-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Picture002-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Picture002-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Picture001-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Picture002-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You just gotta love Fuji's Styling; They never overerode. Simplicity is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On yes another note, I firmly believe that if you can dish it, you should be able to take it as well (damn me and my sense of fairness.) Quite recently, a member from Ubisoft's Prince of Persia forum decided to make a spoof comic on the members of the community. Gotta say... Its hilarious stuff (and that was hard for me to say considering I usually get primal urges to rip Ib apart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I end today's entry with the first three pages of Ib's little comic (He can't keep up with demand... The weakling.) Did he capture the essence of Umair as it was ment to be captured? You be the Judge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/comic22aek4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/comicpart2it7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/comicola22ank4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-116204718065307921?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/116204718065307921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=116204718065307921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/116204718065307921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/116204718065307921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/10/funnies.html' title='The Funnies.'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-115422595354273085</id><published>2006-07-29T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T19:26:28.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working my Ass off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Man, I haven't updated this place in a while. Well, blame the hyper sugar high toddler that is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on call this entire week; Seems like the head manager needs some time off to go tend to a family emergency. Who am I to bitch at him about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am tired and I am semi-cranky and if Liren wasn't around, I would have had been drafted in a mental institution. The week was hell; Deadlines after deadlines and looking over like 3 project teams at once. *Rubs his temple.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My break time usually became turned into an opportunity to bag some Zs. A little advice for all you would be Managers; If you do end up falling asleep during your break time, please make sure the Conference Cam. isn't rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Picture002-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Picture002-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not exactly flattering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... DND for the entire weekend; I need my beauty sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-115422595354273085?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/115422595354273085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=115422595354273085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/115422595354273085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/115422595354273085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/07/working-my-ass-off.html' title='Working my Ass off'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114877570183964474</id><published>2006-05-27T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T20:18:48.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's Lookin Goood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woohooo! Yeah! Gotta say things are looking quite positive for the summer. To top things off, I got my Uni Course mark sheet today and man! I did beyond my own expections. Me had a good Uni year Babaaay! Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So for summer... Plans... Well add in a trip down to UAE. Yeah, I have been hagling myself too much with work. Time to wisk me and my love away into the Arabian sunsets Lol! Its quite the drive, so I say the heck with; We are flyin there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When will we get back? Well me keeping that hush hush ;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Hangs a big "Gone Vacationing" sign in front of his blog.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See ya biatches when ever Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114877570183964474?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114877570183964474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114877570183964474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114877570183964474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114877570183964474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/summers-lookin-goood.html' title='Summer&apos;s Lookin Goood.'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114848116703642051</id><published>2006-05-24T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T10:57:15.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fandom at its worst.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The mystery of human behavior; I doubt anyone of us can truly understand why we act the way we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though people may know that their actions really don't make any sense and are self-destructive, they still hold on to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the example of game character idol worshipping. Seriously bowing down to someting that nothing more than pixals and make belief is not only unhealthy; Its down right destructive upon your own ablility to precieve reality from fiction. I kinda find it tiring after a whole being compared to pixals. Game characters are cool, no doubt about that but I rather be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs that you have taken things a bit too far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Making fan sites on the character.&lt;br /&gt;- Creating character appreciation threads on forums.&lt;br /&gt;- Can't stop talking about the character in question on and on.&lt;br /&gt;- Comparing the character to real life people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dwell upon something that isn't real is just plain... wierd. I am not saying having character preference in games is a bad thing; Our clan for instance got its iunspiration from the Lady Sniper "Sniper Wolf" from MGS ;). However constantly going on and on about just one character of a game is just not productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: To ligthen the mood up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.ubi.com/groupee/forums/a/tpc/f/861108132/m/6381017943/r/5931082044#5931082044"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://forums.ubi.com/groupee/forums/a/tpc/f/861108132/m/6381017943/r/5931082044#5931082044&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... We are ment to be :p Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114848116703642051?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114848116703642051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114848116703642051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114848116703642051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114848116703642051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/fandom-at-its-worst.html' title='Fandom at its worst.'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114822176149342678</id><published>2006-05-21T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T16:35:37.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 women every guy's gotta date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So how do we celebrate with utter freedom from work for the next few months? With an article offcourse Lol! Well all I can say is me got the "All-in-one" package ;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 women every guy's gotta date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By Jonathan Small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before settling down, these are the gals every man should date. Why? For the connection you two feel, of course, but also for the relationship lessons each one will teach you. With so many amazing women out there, how do you know which one is right for you? The honest truth is, you don’t really—that is, unless you get out there and date. “Men should experience dating many different types of women before they settle down,” says Gilda Carle, Ph.D., a New York-based relationship expert. “The more relationship skills you learn and the more experiences you have, the more prepared you’ll be when true love finally comes.” So, allow us to present five women you really should date before you say, “I do.” Of course, no one is saying you should go through life with a little checklist titled “Women to Date,” but spending time getting to know and appreciate these women can be a wonderful thing. Here, a look at who they are and why you should go out with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Type #1: The Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you haven’t tried dating up the age chain, you don’t know what you’ve been missing. Mature women have been places, seen things, and have a sophistication and wisdom that you, my young friend, can—and should—soak up like a sponge. “Older women know who they are and what they want,” explains Dr. Gilda. Spend time with one and you’ll gain a terrific perspective on life, and realize that being a desirable woman doesn’t mean being a woman younger than you are. Says Patrick Hayden of Seattle, WA, “I definitely recommend dating an older woman. I dated one when I was 19 and she was 30, and what she taught me carries over to this day.” While a knowledge of wine, travel and the human condition are usually par for the course, so is something else: a tutorial on how to please a woman in bed. “The older woman I dated was like a sex mentor to me. She taught me absolutely everything I know,” recalls Patrick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Type #2: The Guy’s Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every guy needs to experience that rare breed of gal who looks and talks like a woman, but loves sports, beer, and action flicks—in short, who acts like a guy. Evan Silver is dating this type right now and couldn’t be happier about it: “She’s a hot woman who plays rugby and encourages me to hang out with my guy friends,” he says. The guy’s girl is often so similar to you that you forget to censor yourself around her—a good thing, according to Dr. Gilda, because it causes you to be more comfortable around women in general. “You’ll let your guard down more, just as you would around your guy friends,” she says. “You’ll learn that women can offer you friendship that you don’t have to reserve for your own gender.” We’re not saying you’ll be staging belching contests with all your future loves, but you will realize that there’s no reason to walk on eggshells around the person you’re dating. You can just be yourself—which is all women want anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Type #3: The Free Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This girl always stops to smell the roses. Think Drew Barrymore, Goldie Hawn, Claire from Six Feet Under. She’s totally creative, spiritual, spontaneous—maybe a tad ditzy—and she relies more on instinct and inspiration than reason and good planning. Why is this good for you? Because let’s face it: Guys are goal-oriented. We like game plans and spreadsheets; road maps and instruction manuals. That’s why sometimes we need a free spirit to fly into our lives and shake us free of our rigid ways. “A woman like this can tap a man’s creativity in ways no one else has,” says Dr. Gilda. “She shows him that not everything has to be perfect or planned.” Michael Pagliughi of Ocean City, NJ, concurs. He considers himself a tad uptight—and says that his art-student girlfriend taught him to chill. “She took me to some underground art galleries, had me stay up to the wee hours even when I had to work the next day,” he recalls. The spontaneity she taught him has carried over into other relationships. “She really helped me discover a more romantic, creative side of myself,” he says. “Now I’m much more likely to meet a date somewhere unexpected or surprise her with flowers." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Type #4: The Brainy Chick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the dating game, looks often trump intelligence—guys go for hotties rather than girls who can stand their ground in a heated debate. This is really a shame, since not only can the sharp ones keep your mind from turning to putty, they can help you appreciate all facets of a woman and even handle those times in your life when you don’t know it all. “Men are so often intimidated by smart women—they have vulnerable egos and never want to feel as if any woman is showing them up,” says Dr. Gilda. Sure, dating a woman who can beat you at chess or argue circles around you about Middle East politics might be a bit of a blow to your ego at first, but ultimately, you’ll grow from it. Michael of Austin, TX, recalls his brainy ex-girlfriend this way: “She taught me how to debate with the best of them. I had to bring something to the table or she’d get bored. She challenged me in a way I wasn’t used to and that felt great.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Type #5: The Seductress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every man fantasizes about dating a girl who has an, um, healthy libido and is extremely creative in bed. The good news: These girls actually exist—and if you date one, you’ll be a much better man for it. But it’s not for the reason you might think. Says Dr. Gilda, “Every guy needs to get this type of girl out of his system. Because he’ll quickly realize that sex alone cannot sustain a relationship.” Evan can relate; he dated a girl who lived and breathed sex. “It was cool at first,” he recalls. But soon he began to want something more. “There was nothing else there, no romance and not much conversation,” he says. “I realized the only connection we had was sexual.” Evan has since moved on from the seductress, but he learned a ton. Sure, hot sex still ranks high on his wish list, but now he also wants a girl he can also really relate to and bond with. And that’s a very valuable lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114822176149342678?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114822176149342678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114822176149342678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114822176149342678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114822176149342678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/5-women-every-guys-gotta-date.html' title='5 women every guy&apos;s gotta date'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114805391106840385</id><published>2006-05-19T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T05:33:44.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems that more and more guys don't have a clue at to what actual Abs are. It seems that optimal workout is lost language Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, Abs only shape up once you give a 110% on the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cruches.&lt;br /&gt;2) Push-ups.&lt;br /&gt;3) Optimal eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people, are abs Lol! (Sorry for the over exadurated pose :p.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/bc35fb42c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/bc35fb42c6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dire, you asked the question. Now start taking notes Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do atleast 500 cruches everyday and every night. Add a few pushups if you can&lt;br /&gt;2) Cut sodium in your diet.&lt;br /&gt;3) Increase Calcium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrunk.com/uploads/bc35fb42c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114805391106840385?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114805391106840385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114805391106840385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114805391106840385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114805391106840385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/abs.html' title='Abs.'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114781146501251952</id><published>2006-05-16T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T13:35:23.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Find the Plumber you Deserve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though some people may disagree, I can certainly prove to you that anyone of us can be "dirty" without even knowing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please read the following exerpt, and let your minds fill in the "dirty" gap ;):p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find the Plumber you Deserve:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr. Rooter Corporation is one of the largest and fastest growing full service plumbing and drain cleaning companies in the world. When you need a qualified plumber, contact your local Mr. Rooter plumber. There's never an overtime charge. Our plumbers are clean and professional, and they get it fixed right the first time. There is no extra charge for nights or weekends, and you know the price before we start. Our workmanship and parts are guaranteed. Call Mr. Rooter Plumbing today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our technicians are top-notch in the plumbing industry. Possessing expert plumbing skill and knowledge, they are properly trained to handle any plumbing situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We stand behind all of our work and equipment, so we want to know how we're doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O_0 ... Man! I think I need a shower Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114781146501251952?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114781146501251952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114781146501251952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114781146501251952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114781146501251952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/find-plumber-you-deserve.html' title='Find the Plumber you Deserve'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114771179944339499</id><published>2006-05-15T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T13:03:32.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Needles... I hate Needles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well we all have phobias in one form or another. Some people think spiders are horrific where I just find them annoying. Others are afraid of tight spaces where I just find it another reason to get comfy :p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;However... I hate Syringes. I would rather take bullets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So why do you ask would a man who is afraid of needles, go out and give blood to a blood drive? Its the right thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turns out my blood type is O-. Yay... I am a Universal doner. Looks like I gotta be guarding my viens even closer now :p. The hard part about needles isn't how to go in, but the time they take to go in. I don't know how it is in other places but nurses here take their sweet little time jabbing that steel pin in your arm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh the funny thing about blood types is, Japanese culture is crazy about em. Guys use theirs in their pickup lines Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hey I am an A- darlin'. Yep... Rare as they get *Wink*" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah hilarity... Thy name is pickup lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just for those who are interested:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type O:&lt;/strong&gt; Type O's are outgoing, and very social. They are initiators, although they don't always finish what they start. Creative and popular, they love to be the center of attention and appear very self confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type A:&lt;/strong&gt; While outwardly calm, they have such high standards (perfectionists) that they tend to be balls of nerves on the inside. Type A's are the most artistic of the blood groups. They can be shy, are conscientious, trustworthy, and sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type B:&lt;/strong&gt; Goal oriented and strong minded, type B's will start a task and continue it until completed, and completed well. Type B's are the individualists of the blood group categories and find their own way in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Type AB's are the split personalities of the blood groups. They can be both outgoing and shy, confident and timid. While responsible, too much responsibility will cause a problem. They are trustworthy and like to help others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Compatability by Blood Groups:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A is most compatible with A and AB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B is most compatible with B and AB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AB is most compatible with AB, B, A and O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O is most compatible with O, and AB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114771179944339499?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114771179944339499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114771179944339499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114771179944339499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114771179944339499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/needles-i-hate-needles.html' title='Needles... I hate Needles.'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114763563059336918</id><published>2006-05-14T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:19:07.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thus Mother's day passes us by. Well my basic instincts were right; Jewelry wins all the time. Mom loved the locket I got her. Just a great feeling to see everyone togather; even if it was just for the day. Busy lives = Busy people :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fewer people these days seem to value the sacrifices their parents made for them. Yo... someone changed your dipers when you were small, Some one stayed up all those nights by your side when you were sick or couldn't sleep, Some one give all their time and effort into raising you. You owe them yourself. One day of celebration ain't enough in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to answer just one regreat my mom has:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom... Sorry you never got a daughter Lol! But I am sure little bro wouldn't mind dressing up in Tu-Tus :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mothers Day all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114763563059336918?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114763563059336918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114763563059336918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114763563059336918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114763563059336918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114754861753256504</id><published>2006-05-13T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T12:52:05.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wussy Console Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rant time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, call me old school, but I am used to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="p" href="http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;oi=spell&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;ct=result&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;q=Game+Consoles&amp;amp;spell=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Game Consoles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; having macho names. Take X-box for instance; It just screams manliness. X-box *Grrrrr* *Grunt* Very "X"treme. Not to mention the whole design makes it look like a find from some outer space meteor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it kinda burns my spine to see the new designs by Nintendo to have such moronic geeky *Crook your eyebrow* type of titles. Nintendo decided to switch its original title "Revolution" to Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wii?! What the hell?! Can you say Dorksville?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ctrlaltdel-online.com/comics/20060512.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 406px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 499px" height="399" alt="" src="http://www.ctrlaltdel-online.com/comics/20060512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, gamers already have a bad rep. to be labled undateable losers. I beg to differ people. Some of the most hardcore gung-ho men I know are gamers. Just talk to our clan leader Lol! It seriously rubs me the wrong way to see bad marketing come in the way of good designs. My recommendation to Nintendo; Fire your "not-so-pimp" Marketing committee and bring in P-diddy. He'll fix things right up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nintendo - 9mm Biatch!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114754861753256504?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114754861753256504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114754861753256504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114754861753256504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114754861753256504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/wussy-console-names.html' title='Wussy Console Names'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114745032774566506</id><published>2006-05-12T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T09:13:28.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First off, Mother's day is fast approaching so a a very happy mother's day to all of you especially all of those who are or soon to be Mums :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already got my little present for my mother dearest; A gold locket. Very cliche? Maybe, but if its one thing I have leared, it is that you can never go wrong with Jewelry as a present for a woman ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to my next topic of discussion; Shopping. I don't know how women do this?! I tell ya if this was an olympic sports, guys would be poppin estrogen just to get an edge over their opponenet. Finding the perfect present online is bad enough but searching shops after shops for that one item is just plain ludicris! I think I spent like half a day at the bazaar. Next time, I'll just let my fiancee do the navigating and I'll just act as the human ATM Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again a happy upcomming Mother's day to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114745032774566506?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114745032774566506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114745032774566506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114745032774566506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114745032774566506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/shopping.html' title='Shopping...'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114735158494298374</id><published>2006-05-11T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T05:46:24.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsibility.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Begin Rant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I had a good talk with a friend today and things started off normal. The convo. went on with the usual stuff; Life, siblings, Why there is a definate need to wear clean underwear every day... But soon things went on to personal matters and then revelation struck. Turns out the man's older bro is total dipshit (the details don't concern me much.) What does concern me is the fact that he went and ran off without looking an inch back at family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously; Nothing erks me off more that a man who won't face up to what ever crap he created (Especially if you are the older one.) You should be the flippin role model; Something for your siblings to aspire to. If you don't have the balls to face up to the concequences of your actions, you might as well start wearing a june skirt and high heel cause you aren't a man (No offense intended to the opposite sex ;). )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I respect my friend even more. The man chose not to follow along his older bro's path. He went and aspires to make something of himself. Kudos x 100. Be the man your older bro never came to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;End Rant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114735158494298374?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114735158494298374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114735158494298374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114735158494298374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114735158494298374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/responsibility.html' title='Responsibility.'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114726603780865977</id><published>2006-05-10T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T06:13:59.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a beautiful day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah nothing like a good post to get the heart pumping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So today went by just any other day. Nice summer mornings have this effect of waking you early just intime to hear the birds chirp in masses. Being a city slicker, the noise of the 7 am rumblings of a garbage truck used to be my wake up call; so its kinda wierd hearing bird chirps. Such are the advantages of towns I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thus begins the usual morning ritual; Shower, Shaving, breakfast, books, the works. Liren is off visiting her relitives these day so I get the place to myself for a few more days (Last minute "Guys only nights" scheduels :p.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its funny when I look back at it all. I can't say that I have it the best since Bill Gates would dash back from Microsoft central, waving his billions in my face. But I can truly say life has been wonderful thus far. Meh... must be the excessive amount of sunshine depriving away my brain of any reason or logic, or the love of a good woman. What ever it is, I hope it never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bah! The Libra in me is starting to peak again... Then again it is summer. Love is in the air ;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Totally random:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5220/2930/1600/91497685P8887554282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5220/2930/400/91497685P8887554282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5220/2930/1600/91497685P8887554282.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5220/2930/1600/91497685P8887554282.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5220/2930/1600/91497685P8887554282.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally got a hair cut. What a relief. At the rate it was growing, I would have had to use my fiancee's shampoo just to keep the shine up :p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114726603780865977?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114726603780865977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114726603780865977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114726603780865977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114726603780865977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-beautiful-day.html' title='Its a beautiful day...'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27771635.post-114712203986022116</id><published>2006-05-08T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:18:18.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And thus it begin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;And Cat said, "Let there be words!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;So begins my insane little haven of thought and prespectives bannished from the world of man long ago. Well... actually blame my good bud Pac for it Lol! This place does not allow anonymous comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- So should I start things off with introductions?... Too boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- A "knock knock" joke? Too cliche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- A wink? Nah! Don't wanna get skulls all sweatin (inside joke.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well in the name of simplicity:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Waaazzzuuuppp!!!...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Doesn't likes the wierd stares he is getting.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27771635-114712203986022116?l=cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/feeds/114712203986022116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27771635&amp;postID=114712203986022116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114712203986022116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27771635/posts/default/114712203986022116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-a-man-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-thus-it-begin.html' title='And thus it begin...'/><author><name>Cat-A-Man-Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14206107112974245300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/Catapharact/Big99.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
