<?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-19471880</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:16:55.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head with a view</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19471880/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Papa Burgundy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08060986049263971157</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19471880.post-113452473853986860</id><published>2005-12-13T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T17:45:38.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 13th December 2005</title><content type='html'>Hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I havn't posted in so long. I usually like to do it when there is something important to post about. However, constant pestering from Emily (yes Emily, I hope you are reading this) has lead me here once again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you'll all be pleased to know that my hair continues to grow. I now feel the need to wear a hat around the flat in order to keep it all out of my eyes. But I will prevail!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you not familiar, Dan Sean and I made a bet. We would see who could grow their hair for the longest time. The first person to get a haircut will have to buy the other two a crate of beer (yes thats 24 cans of beer) each! WOOOOOOW!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So far, mine is the longest but its getting really annoying. It looks like a really poor mullet.&lt;br /&gt;Today I also got over my writer's block and continued with my story of Joe. The last time I wrote in it was about the time of my last post. This story writing is harder than most people think.&lt;br /&gt;I also dipped into the christmas spirit. (sigh) I'm not a massive christmas person by nature. I like it but I dont get into the whole craze about it. Anyway, today I came over all "nice" and bought my flat a box of chocolates. Yeah I know... Me? Share chocolate? But stranger things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;However...Then I was told I have to wait until Thursday to get them! We're having Christmas on Thursday. But still! I don't know if they'll last that long. Sitting there...mocking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gotta go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19471880-113452473853986860?l=headwithaview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/feeds/113452473853986860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19471880&amp;postID=113452473853986860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19471880/posts/default/113452473853986860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19471880/posts/default/113452473853986860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/2005/12/tuesday-13th-december-2005.html' title='Tuesday 13th December 2005'/><author><name>Papa Burgundy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08060986049263971157</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-19471880.post-113373049406519758</id><published>2005-12-04T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:17:22.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 4th December 2005</title><content type='html'>Hey kids!&lt;br /&gt;Hey you all doin? I'm fine over here. Today, like most days, I've done very little. I woke up late, and when I did finally arise, my mate Dan and I decided to watch both Resident Evil movies back to back.&lt;br /&gt;However, I also continued to write more of my story.&lt;br /&gt;Now you're probably asking yourself, what kind of story is he writing? Well it's a crime story and it stars a cop called Detective Joe Richards. He goes out trying to catch a killer known only as "Nails". I think it's pretty cool and the people who have read it so far have agreed that it is very, very good. If a little gory.&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from Mark last night.He wanted to know when I was getting home. He's still got my birthday present from July to give me.&lt;br /&gt;Not long to go and I'll be home soon. Ahh, a warm bath and home cooked food. Bliss. My mother will probably complain at I've lost too much weight. And that I need a haircut. It's got a lot longer since I left.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;Be cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19471880-113373049406519758?l=headwithaview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/feeds/113373049406519758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19471880&amp;postID=113373049406519758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19471880/posts/default/113373049406519758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19471880/posts/default/113373049406519758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/2005/12/sunday-4th-december-2005.html' title='Sunday 4th December 2005'/><author><name>Papa Burgundy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08060986049263971157</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-19471880.post-113357383577858419</id><published>2005-12-02T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T17:50:34.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 2nd December</title><content type='html'>Ok ladies and gents. I know that I haven't probably introduced myself yet so this little piece is to let you wonderful people out there know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;My name is Andrew. I'm a 20 year old student who currently studies police sciences. It's pretty interesting if a little boring at times. But hey, what isn't. I like music, all types so long as it's good. That excludes dance, trance and anything else where you need to hopped up on acid to enjoy it. I love to play the drums. I love to watch movies, eat chocolate, write stories and perform magic. Yeah, people might perceive me as a geek. I've got some of the best friends in the world back home and I wish I was with them every day I spend away. I'm not saying I haven't made friends since I've got here. On the contrary, my friends at uni are actually very cool. Two of them (Dan and Sean, who I'm sure you'll here about a lot) are my best mates here. Dan is absolutley astounding at the guitar, and he wants me to play in his band. Sean is just mental. I live with four girls and one guy. One loves to bake cakes, her name is Sarah. Julia and Becky are studying to be chiropractors. Massages are definitely on the cards. Ruth just pisses me off. There's also Emily who lives on my floor. She's an Essex girl who happens to be into a lot of the same stuff as me. Who'd of thought?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go. I'll give you more gory details as time passes.&lt;br /&gt;Be cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19471880-113357383577858419?l=headwithaview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/feeds/113357383577858419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19471880&amp;postID=113357383577858419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19471880/posts/default/113357383577858419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19471880/posts/default/113357383577858419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/2005/12/friday-2nd-december.html' title='Friday 2nd December'/><author><name>Papa Burgundy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08060986049263971157</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-19471880.post-113340489410223875</id><published>2005-11-30T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T18:41:34.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 30th November</title><content type='html'>Today I saw a band. It wasn't a massivly known band but I have to say that I was genuinly impressed. What it did have though was a celebrity in it's number. I saw a band called "The Waiting Room" and the lead singer was a man called Alan Fletcher. For those of you who, like me, don't know who Alan Fletcher is, allow me to clear it up for you. Alan Fletcher is better known for playing the role of Dr. Karl Kennedy from Neighbours. Oh yes. I saw a middle-aged actor prance about on stage singing songs and playing guitar. None of which was all that bad. However, that may be down to the fact that my mate Dan and I were completely surrounded by girls who we couldn't stop accidentally knocking into. Tragic.&lt;br /&gt;But really, it was a good night. The girls (Julia, Sarah and Ruth) really loved it. They're big Neighbours fans.&lt;br /&gt;We got home, I wrote some more of my story and now I'm about ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;Be cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19471880-113340489410223875?l=headwithaview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/feeds/113340489410223875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19471880&amp;postID=113340489410223875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19471880/posts/default/113340489410223875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19471880/posts/default/113340489410223875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headwithaview.blogspot.com/2005/11/wednesday-30th-november.html' title='Wednesday 30th November'/><author><name>Papa Burgundy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08060986049263971157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
