<?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-6113479291528896869</id><updated>2012-01-18T08:44:32.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Pill Binge</title><subtitle type='html'>Who needs reality anyway?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113479291528896869.post-3163986968355252580</id><published>2007-03-14T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:33:21.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for Leo</title><content type='html'>The weekend in Skövde went smoothly, and everyone seemed to have a great time :D.. Props goes out to Henke as usual, for sharing his appartment. Your parties rock!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, congratulations to Bady, whom became old and wise over night. He is now a legit Oracle of light and hope.. and.. stuff. Gratz bro!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the best of friends, seriously. The best of the best. Creme d´la CREME.. or how you say it. Kreml de e la Kreml?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much more to add right now.. I'm in a state of don'tgiveashitness right now :).. Gonna play some CoH and go to bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/Rfg9sZwd7VI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pKfTjf8jxIk/s1600-h/1173824407314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/Rfg9sZwd7VI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pKfTjf8jxIk/s320/1173824407314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041847615878982994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I saw this pictar.... I lol'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-3163986968355252580?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/3163986968355252580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=3163986968355252580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/3163986968355252580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/3163986968355252580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-one-is-for-leo.html' title='This one is for Leo'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/Rfg9sZwd7VI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pKfTjf8jxIk/s72-c/1173824407314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113479291528896869.post-1489444225339267842</id><published>2007-03-08T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T05:28:25.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still got the blues for WoW</title><content type='html'>Well hello thar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching the new South Park episode, and first off; The ".avi"-torrent on www.mrtwig.net is BROKEN, for those who uses that page. Just a head up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, South Park. The subject was the "N" word, which as usual got a nice twist to it. Cartman also faught a midget, and once again proved to be the ultimate bully. I was kind of surprised that the word nigger wasn't censored tho. I think the hype was a little exhagerated (maybe because I live in a country with no history of black slaves?), but the episode was great :D. The part where Randy says "NIGGER" on national tv, hilarious :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? My master thesis is coming along pretty good, and since I took up drinking coffee again I've got twice as much done, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I dedicate to drinking risen and destilled beverage with Badylak &amp;amp; Co. Be there on saturday. Make ready the cannons men!! It's gonna be a WAR of epic proportions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I still miss WoW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-1489444225339267842?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/1489444225339267842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=1489444225339267842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/1489444225339267842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/1489444225339267842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-got-blues-for-wow.html' title='Still got the blues for WoW'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-7999181240296316517</id><published>2007-03-06T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T04:12:42.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So.. I heard you love anonymous?</title><content type='html'>I've just had a cup of coffeeeee, since I suffered from extreme tiredness this morning :D. And since I don't really drink coffee.. cause it's BAD for you!! How do you spell coffe btw? coffee cofe coffe cofee coffff coffee coffee coffee COFFFF!!! Anyway... I am awake :D.. almost a bit too awake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so here's a funny fact. I had one of them break downs a while back.. bout 7 days to be exact. Angst, sweat and anxiety. Didn't sleep at all that night. So 8 in the morning I got out of bed, logged on to my WoW account and deleted all my characters. Sold all my stuff and sent the Gold to a friend. It still feels like I did the right thing, since I've spent way to much time of my life on WoW. It's a great game, but I noticed I'm not playing cause it's fun, I'm playing cause I can't cope with my shitty mental state. I'm playing cause I feel I must, and that's just not right. Time for changes. I might start playing again, when the time is right. JEHOVA GOD CHRIST ALMIGHTY do I miss WoW? Oh yes Sire'o! I've actually dreamt about WoW for a week now. I run around pwning n00bs in Nagrand. Kind of sick, but I like to agonize myself. Makes me feel alive. Plus, I've picked up the guitar again. I had forgotten how fun and relaxing it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another amusing anecdote is that me and my thrustworthy side-kick Leo was thrown out of Sticky Fingers this saturday. And we absolutely deserved it. Tho when we got our belongings and were standing on the sidewalk next to the entrance I felt truly alive :D Acknowledged. For a second there I could relate to ppl who do stupid things just for a reaction. I wasn't one of the hundreds of Mr. and Mrs. Anonymous. I was the guy who got thrown out :D.. hehe.. Don't know what I am trying to say, and whatever it is I sure take my time saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot like ganking :D.. You mess with someone long enough and they will bring their nerdy epic friends to kick your ass. That's when you're acknowledged. That's when you KNOW that you just ruined someones day :D That's what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is new? Oh yea... new South Park episodes. &lt;acronym title="Exact Time until Air"&gt;ETA:&lt;/acronym&gt; &lt;b&gt;1 Days 17 Hours 49 Minutes.&lt;/b&gt; I've looked into the new season, and I think it's going to be wicked. Matt and Trey haven't given any details at ALL about the first episode, except that one of them is gonna be  a parody of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They also claim that IF they were to tell anyone about the subject of the first episode, someone will have it canceled. And we don't want that now, do we? :D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Parker: "Honestly, when you see it, you're gonna be like, 'I see why they couldn't tell me.' Unless, we end up not going with that one because it doesn't work, and we go with something else." [&lt;em&gt;Laughter&lt;/em&gt;] &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of speculations about what the subject might be. The forums are flooded with propositions, everything between Britney and Lindsey getting out of their cars to Saddams hanging, to ANS' death. I've went through the biggest events between the airdate of the last episode to the new season, and whatever it is they have planned it's something I can't guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for now..&lt;br /&gt;Time to get stuff done...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-7999181240296316517?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/7999181240296316517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=7999181240296316517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/7999181240296316517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/7999181240296316517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-i-heard-you-love-anonymous.html' title='So.. I heard you love anonymous?'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-1106625059665003673</id><published>2007-02-07T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T10:48:41.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it for teh lulz!! ^__^</title><content type='html'>Right.. this post is gonna be short, but funny :D... I've found alot of stupid videos, galleries and stuff since last time I posted, and I actually made my own video as well. It's a bit long, but the music is sweet :P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/index.php/DO_NOT_WANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doent' want plx liev aloen ffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/index.php/One_does_not_simply_X_into_Mordor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One does not simply zerg into Mordor ffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my über retarded PvP movie :D.. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/atV3q0n1KUk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/atV3q0n1KUk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OVER NINE THOUUUUUSAAAAAAND!!!!" *crush remote-thingy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBtpyeLxVkI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBtpyeLxVkI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so typical Anime :D!! Haha, I laughed so hard I cried :D... enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-1106625059665003673?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/1106625059665003673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=1106625059665003673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/1106625059665003673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/1106625059665003673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-did-it-for-teh-lulz.html' title='I did it for teh lulz!! ^__^'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-6983253578355934602</id><published>2007-02-04T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:39:17.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe Esposito is a sick sick man...</title><content type='html'>After a weekend of hardcore partying, nothing is worse than waking up at six O'clock and having to actually get up and get started. You're sitting there in your robe, you've got your coffee with extra sugar to get the "slap-me-in-the-face" effect you need these rough mornings. You think "first thing's first" and fire up winamp and which song starts playing if not "You're the best", the theme song from "Karate Kid 1". Suddenly a warm feeling of comfort and inspiration grows inside of you. It's called the Esposito-syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Try to be best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ‘Cause you’re only a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; And a man’s gotta learn to take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Try to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Though the going gets rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; That you gotta hang tough to make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; History repeats itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Try and you’ll succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Never doubt that you’re the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; And you can have your dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the Best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the Best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you dow-ow-ow-ow-own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Fight ‘til the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Cause your life will depend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; On the strength that you have inside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Ah you gotta be proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; starin’ out in the cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; When the odds in the game defy you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Try your best to win them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and one day time will tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; when you’re the one that’s standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; you’ll reach the final bell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the Best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the Best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you dow-ow-ow-ho-how-ho-own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*******INSPIRING GUITAR SOLO*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the Best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the Best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you dow-ow-ow-ow-own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Fight ‘til you drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; can’t give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Til you reach the top (FIGHT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; you’re the best in town (FIGHT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Listen to that sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; A little bit of all you got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Can never bring you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing’s gonna ever keep you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You’re the Best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; repeat to fade, occasional background shouts of “Oh Ye-eah!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like he's singin' right to me. Said to be the best music/video combo 3 minutes in history of mankind. The montage of hell. For those who wants a renaissance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p2ZkAocaVlM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p2ZkAocaVlM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: hehe.. inspiring guitar solo.. hehe.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-6983253578355934602?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/6983253578355934602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=6983253578355934602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/6983253578355934602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/6983253578355934602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/02/joe-esposito-is-sick-sick-man.html' title='Joe Esposito is a sick sick man...'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-6530381590140346339</id><published>2007-02-02T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:33:24.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 (or how to spend ~800 SEK)</title><content type='html'>February 3rd, 02:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the day has arrived. I'm 23 years old. Officially old. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;I've been 23 for  almost exactly  2  hours. So far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZT4BBFJ6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/T5vczXlYkqI/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZT4BBFJ6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/T5vczXlYkqI/s320/DSC00065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027798255816484770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate the rest of my pizza. We watched a truly great but oh so sleazy semi-pornographic movie from 1970-something, entitled "The erotic adventures of Zorro" the day before, and had a pizza with that. Awsome. That Zorro figure sure knows how to deliver it to the ladies, and also to his enemies. Recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZXdxBFJ7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fS2hszLvsxA/s1600-h/EroticZorro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZXdxBFJ7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fS2hszLvsxA/s320/EroticZorro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027802202891429810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave for the big town Skövde, off to buy alcoholic beverage and ehm... candy :P. The plan is to bake a cake out of Vodka and gelatineous candy. "Jello-shot-cake" from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:00&lt;br /&gt;The first tequila slides down the hatch and the war is on. It's time for inevadability to work it's magic. We've started working on the jello cake thingy, and nobody really knows what we're doing. Which shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZX8RBFJ8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/LFr6WH_4kTk/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZX8RBFJ8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/LFr6WH_4kTk/s320/DSC00044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027802726877439938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZYPxBFJ9I/AAAAAAAAABE/v8XurDoQRKM/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZYPxBFJ9I/AAAAAAAAABE/v8XurDoQRKM/s320/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027803061884889042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZYbRBFJ-I/AAAAAAAAABM/aMEn0pw5mqk/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZYbRBFJ-I/AAAAAAAAABM/aMEn0pw5mqk/s320/DSC00046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027803259453384674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZYgRBFJ_I/AAAAAAAAABU/RZMKWYScm9o/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZYgRBFJ_I/AAAAAAAAABU/RZMKWYScm9o/s320/DSC00047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027803345352730610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZbzRBFKII/AAAAAAAAACc/ljJoulrPqzQ/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZbzRBFKII/AAAAAAAAACc/ljJoulrPqzQ/s320/DSC00050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027806970305128578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going crazy with the vodka and them red jelly race cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for Maggie to get his hair shaved :D. He actually had good faith in me and didn't hesitate a second, and it made me all warm inside. He also told me that I was a natural, and that I should consider becoming a barber. That made me want to hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZZnRBFKBI/AAAAAAAAABk/ul47eNtnlww/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZZnRBFKBI/AAAAAAAAABk/ul47eNtnlww/s320/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027804565123442706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZaBRBFKEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zwrE9KpWy5M/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZaBRBFKEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zwrE9KpWy5M/s320/DSC00053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027805011800041538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZaUxBFKHI/AAAAAAAAACU/gNaMU67s4i8/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZaUxBFKHI/AAAAAAAAACU/gNaMU67s4i8/s320/DSC00056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027805346807490674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZaPRBFKGI/AAAAAAAAACM/FZ2knMc6E-Q/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZaPRBFKGI/AAAAAAAAACM/FZ2knMc6E-Q/s320/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027805252318210146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He looks so much happier now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jelly was a sucess. Strong as hell. Very jelly-ish aswell :)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZesRBFKKI/AAAAAAAAACs/ORUaxxLvnrY/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZesRBFKKI/AAAAAAAAACs/ORUaxxLvnrY/s320/DSC00060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027810148580927650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZe8RBFKLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Jnl6ln8vnVM/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZe8RBFKLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Jnl6ln8vnVM/s320/DSC00058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027810423458834610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18:00 - 19:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was about this time we left for Plutonen and the party. Ehm. To be honest, the rest is kind of a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember getting a pack of chips. OLW of course. Sourcream and onion. Mmm, my favorite. :P.. Love you Dawg. And I also got a breast shaped stress-ball which looks and feels fairly natural, at least when you're drunk. Thank you Hannah :P.. I will treat it like it was yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned many new techniques on how to stimulate a womans breast. The best technique was contributed by Dawg (mr-afk.blogspot.com). He knows how to fondle a breast in a correct manner. It was later confirmed by a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZeLxBFKJI/AAAAAAAAACk/iB1nh9aluFY/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZeLxBFKJI/AAAAAAAAACk/iB1nh9aluFY/s320/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027809590235179154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hannah knows what I need :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 4th, 05:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linus calls me on his cellphone. I'm on my way home, and so is he. Nothing much is said, but this is kind of the only land mark I have since 19:00. Needless to say I got too drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel dead, except for the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to drink a glass of water, a glass of juice, and a small glass of Coce. I head right back to bed. I feel like I'm about too throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better. Me, Leo and Linus plays "Super Monkey Ball", still lying on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train home to Göteborg. Thank you Skövde. You almost got me this time, but I leave victorious and still alive. Thank you everybody for a great birthday :)... Hope you had as much fun as I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZg3hBFKOI/AAAAAAAAADM/WSNJhn3F6Dk/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZg3hBFKOI/AAAAAAAAADM/WSNJhn3F6Dk/s320/DSC00068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027812540877711586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZgbhBFKMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hsXQk-xzmqI/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZgbhBFKMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hsXQk-xzmqI/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027812059841374402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZgoxBFKNI/AAAAAAAAADE/KovAZ243B7c/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZgoxBFKNI/AAAAAAAAADE/KovAZ243B7c/s320/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027812287474641106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The fellowship of the train..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-6530381590140346339?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/6530381590140346339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=6530381590140346339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/6530381590140346339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/6530381590140346339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/02/23.html' title='23 (or how to spend ~800 SEK)'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RcZT4BBFJ6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/T5vczXlYkqI/s72-c/DSC00065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113479291528896869.post-544053537376401402</id><published>2007-02-02T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T05:15:10.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowel control vs. Kama sutra for gay ppl</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Apathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The world is a dark and cold abyss with walls closing in on me, gripping me tighter. Tighter than my sister jeans, which look great on me by the way. I don't know diary, sometimes it feels like you're the only one who gets me. You're my best friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't all that bad :). Was a while since I last posted, and here's why. I've been completely and utterly... umh.. I couldn't be arsed. Really. Plus I've been away on trip to Boxholm. Met my "collegues" and the CEO, stuff like that. I took a bus to Mjölby, and a train from there to the city of nowhere. I can tell you all that this talk about me being nervous and having low self esteem and all.. it ain't me bs-ing :D.. it's there for real. And for all the faint of heart and.. easily grossed.. you can skip this next part;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get.. you know.. I didn't go #2 for a whole bloody week, cause my whole system shut down I was so nervous. My nose also started bleeding on the bus on the way up. I was a mess. And as soon as I came back I crapped a weeks load of turds. And did they ever want out. I swear I could hear them yelling; "ME FIRST.. ME FIRST!". So... there you have it. All the action a man could ever want, right here in my bowel region. Disgusting. When I got home I slept 16 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll be 23. Yay? I don't know.... maybe? I've done more than most 22 y/o, but at 23 you can't act immature and blame it on your age. I guess you really can't at 22 neither :P.. but heeey... whaddaya know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamed I was on a date with a porn star. We had dinner at my old school. School lunch, that is. Pretty weird. And no hanky panky, so don't get any ideas. I'm a respectable young man. Not that I wouldn't hit it tho. Ooooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shud also tell you about my social experiment I had planned for this weekend. It was to have some sort of gay porn binge with my friends, to find out different kind of things. If anyone was gay, or bisexual, and didn't know it, they would soon find out. And of course, everyone else would also know :). But also, why do hetrosexual ppl find homosexual sex so gross? I personally think it's pretty gross with two guys kissing, I have to admit it to myself and everyone else. But I don't consider myself to be homophobic. It's my problem if I'm grossed out, not theirs. But I enjoy watching two girls kissing, and that is equally gay. And anal-sex. Same thing. The pole goes in the pooper, be it man/man or man/woman. Or woman/woman + strap-on. OR... woman + strapon/man. You get the point :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to get to the bottom of it all by watching and learning. But the rest of the fellowship didn't seem that interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. that's all folks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Den välkända upplysningsboken med sexuella hemligheter från det eldiga asien, Kama Sutra, finns i versioner för homosexuella. Lite coolt. Jag vet inte varför detta blev på svenska och det andra på engelska, men jaja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-544053537376401402?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/544053537376401402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=544053537376401402' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/544053537376401402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/544053537376401402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/02/bowel-control-vs-kama-sutra-for-gay-ppl.html' title='Bowel control vs. Kama sutra for gay ppl'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-2735680033162151200</id><published>2007-01-27T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:39:44.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob Schneider is *scratch*.... a stereotype</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I'm waking up at 08:00, I'm packing my bags, I'm buying a bus ticket and I'm off to Boxholm. Boxholm might just be the smallest living-place-thingy-whatever in the world. And I'm going there. Yessir, For sure. Be back on tuesday. I DON'T WANT TO GO :(.... I really really don't. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching a movie wiiiiiith Rob Schneider. It was really dumb, and the story sucked really bad. The acting was awful and the ending was just too cheesy. Still I was kind of amused. While at some points I actually looked away from the tv cause I kind of blushed from the embarrasingly bad acting, there were still points where I laughed really hard. I guess I will remain an indecisive prick when it comes to Rob Schneider and his romantic comedies. Oh... and the movie. It was the one where he turns into a woman. Kick ass btw... wish I could turn into a woman. Boobies :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lhLbP7dWK2w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lhLbP7dWK2w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-2735680033162151200?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/2735680033162151200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=2735680033162151200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/2735680033162151200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/2735680033162151200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/01/rob-schneider-is-scratch-stereotype.html' title='Rob Schneider is *scratch*.... a stereotype'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-3727302354561910103</id><published>2007-01-27T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T07:58:30.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fine day...</title><content type='html'>Today has been a fine day... and so was yesterday. And I'm not even hung over. What's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm gonna be 23 in a week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-3727302354561910103?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/3727302354561910103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=3727302354561910103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/3727302354561910103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/3727302354561910103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/01/fine-day.html' title='A fine day...'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-995161197121786160</id><published>2007-01-25T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:33:44.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a pvp server, lacking game masters.</title><content type='html'>I realized something about myself yesterday. You know how kids go "When I get old, I want to be a millionaire, a pilot, the president, etc, etc.". I don't do that. I mean, I'm not a kid so I know to be a little more realistic. But I don't have a dream, or a goal. Not like that. I don't know what I want to be be. How am I supposed to know what I want to be? I've never lived before. This is my first life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's why I like computer games. Not because of stunning graphics or über-realistic gaming feutures including Multi-über-death-shockwave-deluxe-modula 2007, and what not. A computer game is a line between A and B. Kind of like life, but in life point "B" is death, and in a game point "B" is goal, or winning, or having most resources, or whatever. You beat the game. You can die an infinite amount of times but still just keep going. I like that. I like the thought of having infinite amounts of lifes. I want that. I can try this way, no.. this way. I tried that way last time, so now I'll try this... and use this.. and this. What if I do this? If I screw up, fuck it. It's not like I can't just load my previous game and try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life was a MMO, I wouldn't play it. Not in a million years. For obvious reasons. Plus the replayability is ZERO. Though I have to admit that the Gods of 3d did a pretty good job with some of the girls. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-995161197121786160?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/995161197121786160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=995161197121786160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/995161197121786160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/995161197121786160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-is-pvp-server-lacking-game-masters.html' title='Life is a pvp server, lacking game masters.'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-8454572741065036972</id><published>2007-01-25T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:33:25.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New template...</title><content type='html'>Yes.. yes.. new template. What can I say... I r teh überhackz0rz... I am actually such a leet "hacker-cold-cracker-slacker-wasting-time-with-all-the-chatroom-yappers" guru of HTML leetness... that I fried my last template. I typed in such überhacking code that the template collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or... in other words... I suckz0rz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fix this shit tomorrow... or something. In the meantime..... here's Henrik holding a pack of orange juice. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RbkkFan9VlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/c3lFM-kD9k8/s1600-h/henkemedjuice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RbkkFan9VlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/c3lFM-kD9k8/s320/henkemedjuice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024086534773364306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-8454572741065036972?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/8454572741065036972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=8454572741065036972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/8454572741065036972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/8454572741065036972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-template.html' title='New template...'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRqA9BqXXw/RbkkFan9VlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/c3lFM-kD9k8/s72-c/henkemedjuice.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6113479291528896869.post-1452819981895529435</id><published>2007-01-25T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:54:18.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charming...</title><content type='html'>Today is one of those days when I kind of CBA everything. I do my thing, you do yours, and everything will work out just fine. I also get the warning light up in the back of my head that nobody really want to read my blog. Actually not even me. So why do I even care writing? To practice my right to... what? Fuck knows. This is how I get when I don't get my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister got her new laptop yesterday, and being the "computer expert" that I am, I got to "fix it up". Well, I did yesterday. And today she plugged the speakers in, and there was no sound. NO SOUND. OMG. I told the n00blet to make me some coffee, and I would gladly help her with any kind of "computer hacking problem". She agreed to this, and I sat waiting. 5 minutes later, I get this message from her on msn (she's lives in the room next to me, btw);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molle - Helt enkelt sa:&lt;br /&gt;jag fixade det själv, så du kan koka ditt jävla horkaffe själv. FFFFFfffffffffitta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or roughly translated into english;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molle - Plain simple said:&lt;br /&gt;I fixed it myself, so you can boil your fucking whore-coffee yourself. CCCCCCcccccunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite charming. I love my sister, and believe it or not, this time she was just playing. But you should hear her when she get pissed for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway.. I'm gonna boil some fucking whore-coffee now. Cya. CCCCCcccunts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-1452819981895529435?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/1452819981895529435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=1452819981895529435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/1452819981895529435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/1452819981895529435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/01/charming.html' title='Charming...'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-1062453224576537991</id><published>2007-01-24T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T05:12:48.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He asked for A13, but they drew A31</title><content type='html'>I read yesterday in the papers about some poor 17 y/o  guy who went to get inc done at a local tatto-shop.. Just like in the song, he asked to get a big ass picture of the logo of his favorite football team, Baca Juniors or something. Can't remember. Anyhoo.. long story short... the guy holding the needle was a member of the rivaling firm. SOOOO..... he drew a big penis square cross the guys back... with overdimensioned balls attached. Needless to say the pretty fly guy wasn't at all happy with the turn-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve-O no longer has the most stupid tattoo in the world. Way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this just in; Love is dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-1062453224576537991?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/1062453224576537991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=1062453224576537991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/1062453224576537991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/1062453224576537991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/01/he-asked-for-a13-but-they-drew-a31.html' title='He asked for A13, but they drew A31'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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-6113479291528896869.post-504815576256232875</id><published>2007-01-22T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T14:36:45.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><content type='html'>Embaressed and with trembling voice I utter the almost unspeakable truth; I lost my F****NG password to my last blog. I can't find it anywhere. I've tried every possible combination of passwords I usually use, but NOOOOoooo.... I had to be soOOOoo extravagant and come up something stupid. Well... here we are. I made a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around I actually have a plan for this blog, and it's a sweet one I might add. I won't give up all the goodies yet, but I can tell you two good reasons to check for updates once a while. The first one is "POD"... and the other one is "cast". You figure out the rest. Stay tuned bitches and gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over aaaaand... outtie! *click*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6113479291528896869-504815576256232875?l=bluepillbinge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/feeds/504815576256232875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6113479291528896869&amp;postID=504815576256232875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/504815576256232875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6113479291528896869/posts/default/504815576256232875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepillbinge.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>Ljorath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10027554518465018591</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>
