<?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-15006328</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:39:44.855+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Ceppy - Breaking it down</title><subtitle type='html'>Ceppy breaks it down for you, thats right I am taking time out of my very busy life to relay information about me and current events for your reading. In other words appreciate it, or get the hell out.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15006328.post-4061897031573481307</id><published>2006-12-07T18:07:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-12-07T18:11:56.886+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Two's a Charm</title><content type='html'>Well good news all, two of my favourite artists are on the way to Adelaide and the concerts follow on from each other. That's right one concert is the day after the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthews Band and John Mayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you other boys are interested so make sure you get tickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayer goes on sale tomorrow so I'll be up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an awesome two days its going to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-4061897031573481307?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/4061897031573481307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=4061897031573481307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/4061897031573481307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/4061897031573481307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/12/twos-charm.html' title='Two&apos;s a Charm'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-2244155024905257404</id><published>2006-11-29T11:16:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-11-29T11:17:57.074+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars Kid</title><content type='html'>Found this video on the net, pretty funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would definately hate to be the this guy seeing the whole world can watch this hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ebaumsworld.com/starwarskid.html"&gt;http://ebaumsworld.com/starwarskid.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-2244155024905257404?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/2244155024905257404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=2244155024905257404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/2244155024905257404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/2244155024905257404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/11/star-wars-kid.html' title='Star Wars Kid'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-137248895115584786</id><published>2006-11-28T09:40:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-11-28T09:53:38.742+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Your prize a Robot Butler</title><content type='html'>I went out and bought a PS2 on the weekend and I am very glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is at a bargain price at the moment and when it comes to games of entertainment you just can't go past it. Yes thats right it is better than the x box and the x box 360 in terms of the games that I like to call party games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These include the two games I got with it, Buzz the music quiz, and Singstar Legends. Lets just say that when it comes to games you want to play while pissed off your nut the PS2 is the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not saying that it is better than my much loved x box 360 cos lets face it, nothing Sony has or ever will put out will match the box. However Sony are very clever in their game development and as far as these types of games go, they rule the competition. I mean microsft hasn't even tried to release anything like it for their console which is really a shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I previously mentioned I got Buzz the music quiz and singstar legends with the playstation and they are great games to play with some mates. I'll have to get the newly released Buzz game based around Australian sporting, that would be wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also the guitar hero game which looks like it could be a bit of fun as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other advantage for the PS2 is that there are heaps of games for it and they are all super cheap. Some titles I'm considering are Simpsons Hit and Run and GT4 which are around 20 bucks. What bargains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me know if your up for playing some buzz and singstar during the holidays cos it is great fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-137248895115584786?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/137248895115584786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=137248895115584786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/137248895115584786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/137248895115584786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/11/your-prize-robot-butler.html' title='Your prize a Robot Butler'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-2761455441660441111</id><published>2006-11-18T12:00:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-11-18T12:18:27.766+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Elevate me</title><content type='html'>A day late at best however after waiting over a year for the concert I'm sure you won't mind too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say that U2 rocked my world on thursday night and it was well worth all the waiting, dehydration, and sunburn that was inflicted on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to get into to much detail considering wagga has explained most of it, however I will say this, the set list was awesome (see wagga's blog for the full list) and to be within 2 metres of bono and the edge playing songs such as new years day and where the streets have no name was an experience I will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the highlight for me was my favourite song Sunday Bloody Sunday. That was just too awesome to even describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wagga I too rated this concert as close to one of the best I have ever been too, however to pick between Coldplay and U2 is just impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newspapers have been saying however that the atmosphere at AAMI on thursday night was lacking. To that all I can say is you were in the wrong spot for the concert. The Pit was the place to be and believe me we were making enough noise to not notice that the people seated weren't getting into the experience. All I can say to them is that you missed out on getting involved in something great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-2761455441660441111?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/2761455441660441111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=2761455441660441111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/2761455441660441111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/2761455441660441111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/11/elevate-me.html' title='Elevate me'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-6627669640869233574</id><published>2006-11-08T13:49:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-11-08T13:59:32.108+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Gambling is the devils game</title><content type='html'>The nation stopped yesterday for the running of the annual Melbourne Cup, the biggest racing event in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people made their way to the local TAB to place a bet on the big race, so many people in fact that there was a record figure for the big race. Around 8 and a half million dollars was bet by Australians on the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put in my effort betting 20 dollars, 10 each way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid for this by losing it all, along with thousands of other Australians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people bet on the favourite Torqueet which in the end only beat the horse I bet on by one place. I bet on On a Journe which is the horse that came runner up to the Diva last year. This year it managed to come in 20th. Stupid fucking horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winning horse was never mentioned to win the Cup and yet it surprised us all. Delta Blues won the cup with the late favourite Pop Rock coming in second. It just goes to show that the favourites don't always come good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-6627669640869233574?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/6627669640869233574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=6627669640869233574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/6627669640869233574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/6627669640869233574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/11/gambling-is-devils-game.html' title='Gambling is the devils game'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-409707797729799860</id><published>2006-11-02T10:19:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-11-02T10:31:20.451+10:30</updated><title type='text'>U2 have touched down in Aussie land.</title><content type='html'>That's right people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The U2 concert is 2 weeks away from today and let me just say that it has been a long time coming since their cancelation earlier in the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their tour starts next week so in the mean time Bono and Company will be relaxing in the Aussie climate. Bono is also set to meet our great bald leader, John Howard, to discuss what Bono loves best, saving the world from hunger, destruction, and of course poverty. Now that's an interview I'd like to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the concert in a couple of weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is good at the moment. Basically I get paid 21.50 an hour to look after a bunch of kids. It's amazing what a qualification can get you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job also involves me planning week to week for the older kids which is kind of a pain in the arse but I do get paid extra to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spare time is used up a bit at the moment by learning new songs on the guitar. At the moment I can play a few different songs however I am yet to master them. It did however only take me a few hours to nail the start of stairway to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I better get back to practicing if I'm to release a Christmas Album by the end of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-409707797729799860?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/409707797729799860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=409707797729799860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/409707797729799860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/409707797729799860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/11/u2-have-touched-down-in-aussie-land.html' title='U2 have touched down in Aussie land.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-5309277774832825602</id><published>2006-10-30T09:26:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:45:54.447+10:30</updated><title type='text'>ARIA Action</title><content type='html'>So in case you missed it last night here's who won what at the ARIA's last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Breakthrough Album&lt;/strong&gt; - Wolfmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Breakthrough Single&lt;/strong&gt; - Youth Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Urban Release&lt;/strong&gt; - Hilltop Hoods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Pop Release&lt;/strong&gt; - The Veronicas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Independent Release&lt;/strong&gt; - Hilltop Hoods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Rock Album&lt;/strong&gt; - Wolfmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Adult Contemporary&lt;/strong&gt; - Bob Evens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Music DVD&lt;/strong&gt; - Eskimo Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Dance Release&lt;/strong&gt; - TV Rock feat. Seany B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Highest Selling Album&lt;/strong&gt; - Human Nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Group&lt;/strong&gt; - Wolfmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Children's Album&lt;/strong&gt; - The Wiggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Comedy Release&lt;/strong&gt; - Lano and Woodley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Blues and Roots Album&lt;/strong&gt; - The Audreys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Female Artist&lt;/strong&gt; - Clare Bowditch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Male Artist&lt;/strong&gt; - Bernard Fanning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Single of the Year&lt;/strong&gt; - Eskimo Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Album of the Year&lt;/strong&gt; - Bernard Fanning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good on Bernard Fanning for picking up the Album of the year ARIA, very well deserved. Can't wait to hear him back with Powderfinger again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Wolfmother winning 3 ARIA's, that is awesome too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-5309277774832825602?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/5309277774832825602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=5309277774832825602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/5309277774832825602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/5309277774832825602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/10/aria-action.html' title='ARIA Action'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-8543928551267796668</id><published>2006-10-25T11:02:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-25T11:13:43.539+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Let's Jazz it up a bit</title><content type='html'>Following the lead of Lucas I have jazzed up the site a bit more adding some colour and life to the blog. I have however kept the same template so I might rework that at some stage as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these changes have been made easy since I upgraded to Beta Blogger cos it makes it easy to add stuff and change fonts and colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got the view of Florida on mine yet but to keep up with Lucas I'll have to work something out. Also instead of using hot pink I used bright green, eh I think it looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing indoor tonight after last weeks bye and with Timmy out with an ankle injury we might struggle. I'll be sure to post the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-8543928551267796668?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/8543928551267796668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=8543928551267796668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/8543928551267796668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/8543928551267796668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/10/lets-jazz-it-up-bit.html' title='Let&apos;s Jazz it up a bit'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-932230955606011575</id><published>2006-10-25T10:04:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-25T10:10:27.864+09:30</updated><title type='text'>A quick thought</title><content type='html'>Last night I saw an advertisement on T.V for the new season of the O.C, Yay can't wait for that to come on. They also said that this new fourth season would be shown at the same time here as it is in the USA. This claim was made by channel 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I ask myself, why the Fuck they can't do the same thing for the new season of House. Last week was the season finale of House, and yet in the USA they are already 5 episodes or so into the new season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop fucking me around channel 10, I really hate you sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-932230955606011575?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/932230955606011575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=932230955606011575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/932230955606011575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/932230955606011575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/10/quick-thought.html' title='A quick thought'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-116160710131765871</id><published>2006-10-23T22:02:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.906+09:30</updated><title type='text'>You are a bunch of sick fucking people.</title><content type='html'>An Email I recieved from my cousin today gives a warning to watch out for sick individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a world we live in. A few weeks ago in a movie theatre in Melbourne a person sat on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something that was poking out of one of the seats. When she got up to see what it was she found &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;a needle sticking out of the seat with a note attached saying a quote; You have just been infected by HIV quote;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Disease control Centre in Melbourne reports many similar incidents have occurred in many other Australian cities recently. All tested needles are HIV Positive.  The Centre also reports that needles have been found in the cash dispensers in ATMs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We ask everyone to use extreme caution when faced with this kind of situation. All public chairs/seats should be inspected with vigilance and caution before use. 17 people have been tested positive in the Western suburbs alone in the last 2 months!!! A careful visual inspection should be enough.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In addition they ask that each of you pass this message along to all members of your family and your friends of the potential danger. We all have to be careful at public places!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a person would willingly do this to another human being. All I can say is that I am disguisted by this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-116160710131765871?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/116160710131765871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=116160710131765871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/116160710131765871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/116160710131765871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-are-bunch-of-sick-fucking-people.html' title='You are a bunch of sick fucking people.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-116160188746177251</id><published>2006-10-23T20:23:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.804+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Life as we know it doesn't exist.......Explain?</title><content type='html'>Saturday night was huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three 21st birthday's to go to followed by a night on the town. I haven't been out til 4am let alone town for awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off at Daws and catching up with him for awhile we then moved on to Nordys party at the Goodwood Hotel. From there it was on to Tristan's at the Hyde Park. All the parties were great so thanks for all you guys for putting them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we hit the town meeting up with Daw again at the Union Pub on Wakefield street. Hadn't been there before and it is quite a nice place to go and have a few drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to hit it hard. Sean Sam and I went to HQ. This was my first time at the refurnished Heaven and it looks pretty good. I especially enjoyed the music and it was really good to get out on the dance floor at a club (oh how I've missed it). The main floor was awesome playing a variety of current hits as well as the golden oldies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great Saturday night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went to the movies with the misses. We went to see Children of Men which I thought was really good. Basically the human race has gone to shit since they aren't able make babies anymore due to some epidemic. The only country still stable is England and they are getting all the imigrants from every where else. One chick gets pregnant and they try to get her to some centre known as the Human Project. It is an awesome look into what I think is an inevitable future for the human race (although I don't think that we will have a problem making babies). Michael Caine is great in it. He plays an old hippy who grows weed in his house and is stoned pretty much all the time. Great stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats all for now, let's see what I get up to this weekend without a 21st to go to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-116160188746177251?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/116160188746177251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=116160188746177251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/116160188746177251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/116160188746177251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-as-we-know-it-doesnt-existexplain.html' title='Life as we know it doesn&apos;t exist.......Explain?'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-116098715135449015</id><published>2006-10-16T17:39:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.726+09:30</updated><title type='text'>John Mayer! Meet Ben Hillier</title><content type='html'>The weekend was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Nicola for a great 21st party, I think it was enjoyed by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up to quite a bit, the main highlight of the weekend was the purchase (by me) of a guitar. Yes thats right I am going to teach myself guitar. I must say that after a few days of practicing and just playing around I am starting to get the hang of things. I am sure I will be playing like a pro in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also purchased a new game for the x box 360 called Ninety Nine Nights. Basically a thrash em up RPG with awesome graphics and shit loads of enemies to slaughter. Lots of fun. I'm sure you'll enjoy this one lucas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to the movies with Hails yesterday to see the new release The Departed. Quite a good movie with the like's of Matt Damon, Jack Nickleson and Leonardo DeCaprio. Awesome story about two rats, one infiltrating the mob and the other infiltrating the cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats all for now, below is a picture of my new pride and joy, what do you think Lucas, not bad for a couple of hundred bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P6080135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P6080135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-116098715135449015?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/116098715135449015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=116098715135449015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/116098715135449015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/116098715135449015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/10/john-mayer-meet-ben-hillier.html' title='John Mayer! Meet Ben Hillier'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-116012941232028747</id><published>2006-10-06T19:36:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.654+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Arrogance in children's movies.</title><content type='html'>What a week. Working 7 hours a day looking after children is quite an easy job, just as long as they aren't pissing you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that my fortnightly pay will be huge next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finally got my documents from Tafe to give to my employer, so now I can start getting paid some good money, 20 bucks an hour ain't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing children enjoy while spending hours at Vacation care is a good movie, and let's just say I've watched my yearly talley of children's movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however notice Hugh Laurie in one of them. Yeah thats right the man himself House in a children's movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it wasn't Hugh Laurie as the loveable and nice Dad in the movie Stuart Little, no, Hugh Laurie has a completely new character in a children's movie as the english criminal in the life version of A hundred and One Dalamations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting him beside a stupid side kick with Hugh as the not so intelligent brains of the two we all know the sort of slap stick comedy this due would put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am now on a mission to find other films that Mr Laurie has appeared in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week should be good with the kid's with excursions to the movies to see Garfield 2 and a trip to the Zoo (haven't been in awhile).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-116012941232028747?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/116012941232028747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=116012941232028747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/116012941232028747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/116012941232028747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/10/arrogance-in-childrens-movies.html' title='Arrogance in children&apos;s movies.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115987428535931125</id><published>2006-10-03T20:26:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.581+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Just in case you thought I bailed Hails?</title><content type='html'>Today I worked the first day of Vacation Care for the school holidays. It was pretty good. We took the kids to a gymnastics place where they could bounce on trampolines, and walk on parallel bars and such. The best part was the huge foam trench which the kids could jump into, lot's of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really been doing much. I must at this point however talk about the existence of my girlfriend who pointed out to me that she hadn't had a mention in my blog for some time. Here you go sweety, lap up the fame and glory while you've got the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just messing with ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did however celebrate our 1 year anniversary a couple of weeks back, which I failed to mention in an earlier post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only went to the movies, gold class for something special, no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is funny that a year has gone by though. Time really does fly. To think I have been in a relationship for a whole year now, who would have thought, this being my only real long term girlfriend (I admit I had some imaginary ones there for a period around year 11 and 12). So now the new challenge starts, not to piss off hails too much so that we might make it to 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now while we are on the topic of hails, thought I'd let those of you who don't know that she has got a job for next year working at Ashford hospital. Good on ya. She also tells me that she will be moving out early next year so I will have a place to go when I'm not in the Den of Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well finally a post about my girlfriend, she will be so pleased with me. I look forward to doing it again.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a year or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115987428535931125?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115987428535931125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115987428535931125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115987428535931125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115987428535931125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-in-case-you-thought-i-bailed.html' title='Just in case you thought I bailed Hails?'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115936028291124299</id><published>2006-09-27T21:44:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.511+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Don't get around much anymore.</title><content type='html'>So where have I been for these past 2 and a half weeks you may be asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you that I had been on a world tour, it would be a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I said I had been feeding the starving children in africa and haven't had anytime to myself let alone post on my blog, that would also be a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth I haven't really been doing much over the past few weeks. My life consists of me working every night from about 3 til 6 and my days are spent playing my much beloved Nintendo DS and X box, and watching some DVD's I have recently bought. These include some music DVD's from Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin, and the first two seasons of the OC, (Yeah the good seasons before the let down of season 3 which has recently been released).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I put in my application to Uni, Oh God no, what have I done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope that I get into some sort of teaching course or heaven help the person I turn into. Yeah thats right, the shit will really hit the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is really good though, I mean who can say that they get paid to play soccer and other games with kids. It's just not right, but I get paid good money for it. The only down side are the hours but you get used to them after awhile and its not like I have anything better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for those of you who are wondering why I am not out at HQ tonight for time warp, I have a bit of a head cold and my hayfever is driving me nuts. Also I'm a bit over the whole time warp thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll post again soon I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115936028291124299?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115936028291124299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115936028291124299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115936028291124299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115936028291124299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-get-around-much-anymore.html' title='Don&apos;t get around much anymore.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115771403989097393</id><published>2006-09-08T20:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.441+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Bonetimber back in winning form</title><content type='html'>Last night was extremely exhausting however well worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played two games of indoor soccer one after the other and to my surprise we managed to win both games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first game against a mediocre C grade team was a blitz with Nordy scoring 6 goals (4 of which came within about 8 miniutes). The second team we played known as the Cheeky Buggers made up of some of the boys from Mercedes was a harder match however we managed to beat them 6-5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also scored a goal in our first match taking my seasons total to a nice hat trick of 3. Yay for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After winning our first game and the second one not counting towards anything we should now move up into the top 4 on the table and are looking good to play in the finals in a couple of weeks. All we need to do is make sure we don't lose next week and we should be set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news Dales party is tomorrow night. Looking forward to sitting in the Bradman room at the Adelaide oval and having a good night with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also looking forward to Franny's 21st on Sunday arvo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times ahead people, see you all there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115771403989097393?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115771403989097393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115771403989097393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115771403989097393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115771403989097393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/09/bonetimber-back-in-winning-form.html' title='Bonetimber back in winning form'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115734743472760713</id><published>2006-09-04T14:40:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.371+09:30</updated><title type='text'>A weekend not to forget</title><content type='html'>My weekend was quite eventful along with everyone elses I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off spending saturday finishing off sammys speech with sean and getting him the speakers for his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's 21st in itself was a great night, even if I was shitting myself for half the night over the speeches. I think we did a good job and I don't think I stuffed up too many times (we'll have to sit down and watch the video footage at a later date to be entirely sure). I do agree with nick however in saying that Daws poem was a highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then time to hit the dance floor which sammy had created. I must admit it was damn good and to the people who left to go into town (Dutchy), you really are stupid. Why would you go to a club in town when you could blatantly stay at a mates house with your own personal one. The smoke filled room did add to the atmosphere with Ben pumping the room full of smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night went long and hard and I ended up leaving at around 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was also an eventful day. After sleeping in hails came around and dragged me to the show for a few hours. I do enjoy the show however if you are going to go you may as well go for the day and get your moneys worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only went on one ride (mainly because I couldn't justify spending 8 bucks on a 5 minute ride which hirled you around in circles only to have you throw up), and the ride we went on pretty much did that, except for the throwing up part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent way too much money however. Mainly on the charlesworth nuts showbags cos they kick arse and are actually good value for money. I also did a few sideshows winning stuffed toys, and I also bought some cool Liverpool merchandise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the show was however in the main arena where we witnessed bobcat ballet. Yeah that's right, four guys in four bobcats doing sincronized dancing. Well worth seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a good weekend. Let's just see if Dale and Francesca can top it this weekend, looking forward to it guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115734743472760713?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115734743472760713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115734743472760713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115734743472760713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115734743472760713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekend-not-to-forget.html' title='A weekend not to forget'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115710678200103277</id><published>2006-09-01T19:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.303+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Here's Sammy</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow night I am finally looking forward to someone elses 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place, unlike my own, where I have to do absolutely nothing except enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speech is well on the way, just gottas finish it off tomorrow, and the presents are all organised and ready to be wrapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would at this point like to apologise to sam for the wrapping of the presents that he is going to recieve tomorrow. What can I say, I'm a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is really starting to take off at the moment and I am working most afternoons. Today was a good earning thanks to the schools showday. Basically we had Vat care for the day and I got a good 6 hour shift. We got the kids to make up their own sideshow alley and we got a kick arse superman bouncy castle in. The kids seemed to enjoy it, unfortunately I was not allowed on it, age limit was 13, though with the way I look I could have gotten away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I also picked up my suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice brown pinstrip, it looks sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll see you all tomorrow night for some good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115710678200103277?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115710678200103277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115710678200103277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115710678200103277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115710678200103277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/09/heres-sammy.html' title='Here&apos;s Sammy'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115676795212142176</id><published>2006-08-28T21:44:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.234+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Again sorry I haven't been posting</title><content type='html'>I am not really doing that much though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to St Pauls on Saturday night which was good fun for all involved, saw Foxy (yeah), and Mr timothy went off. Good night all round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quick note involving sam's B'day, everyone involved owes me some money and we still need to come up with another idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speeches are also important, lets get it done people. Look like its me, sean, nick and daw saying a few words so lets bring it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very confident in talking about sams stuff on this blog cos I know he doesn't read it, however if you are sam, forget everything you just read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115676795212142176?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115676795212142176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115676795212142176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115676795212142176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115676795212142176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/08/again-sorry-i-havent-been-posting.html' title='Again sorry I haven&apos;t been posting'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115616792723197176</id><published>2006-08-21T22:07:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.167+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I haven't posted in awhile</title><content type='html'>I've been busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not much has been happening in my life other than working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pauls on Saturday night, drank beer and ate lamb on a spit, cheers for the party man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some purchases with my vouchers the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In true patriotic style I bought myself a liverpool scarf just in time for the new Premier League season, its really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a CD that I have been wanting for awhile and let me just say that I think it is one of the best CD's I have ever bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right Lucas, I bought the new Something for Kate CD, Desert Lights. Sounds really good, favourite song would have to be Down the Garden Path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I had gone to one of the concerts they previously had here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to something new. Over the weekend I watched a heap of movies as I also bought some with my vouchers and it made me think of my favourites of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is Ceppys top 10 movies of all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Trainspotting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stars Ewan McGregor as a Heroin addict and his flawed attempts to give it up, interesting look into the life of a drug junkie and the relationships he is able or unable to have. Choose Life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Baseketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay who can't love this movie. From the creators of Southpark, two no good losers create a game which they play in their driveway which quickly becomes a national obsession and throws them into fame and fortune. Very funny movie which still has me on the floor laughing. Little bitch and laying carpet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The Matrix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again another great movie set now and in the near future. Cool idea of life the world and the unusual meaning to life and existance. Awesome fighting and action scenes with non stop action. Mr Anderson.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Anchorman - The legend of Ron Burgundy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another clever comedy from Will Ferrell who plays the role of Ron Burgundy the best Television Anchorman in San Diego. Shows his competition with the new anchorwoman, his demise, followed by his big return. San Diego - a whale's vagina.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Silence of the Lambs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Excellent master piece featuring one of my favourite actors Sir Anthony Hopkins. Follows the path of a psychopath known as Buffalo Bill who is kidnapping and murdering young women. Clarice Sterling is the FBI agent on the case and seeks the help of another psychopath known as Hannibal 'the Cannibal' Lector who is behind bars. Lector agrees to help Clarice only if she feeds his curiosity of her own life. A very good movie and a must see if you haven't already. Sffffffff-f-f-f-f, watch the movie then you'll get it, lucas knows what I'm on about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had to have an oldie in here and what one could beat this. Set in a german prisoner of war camp in WW2 it follows a group of American and british soldiers who plan an escape from the camp. Based on a true story it features some well known actors. Do do, do doooo do-do-do, well you all know that song.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Blues Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Music and action have not been put together like this in any other movie that I've seen. A range of movie stars and musicians make appearances in this story of the Blues Brothers on a mission from god to put their bands back together to raise money to save the orphanage they were brought up in. Some of the best car chase scenes ever including what would have to be the most expensive and biggest car pile up scene the world has ever seen. Fun filled excitement from start to finish with great music from a great many artists. The Penguin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The whole saga is great, I'm not going to go through them all with you but they are all good and is one of the most creative worlds I have ever seen. George Lucas, you the man. Lightsaber (do I have to say anything else).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was previously my number one. Good old English Humour in a hardend criminal world. Four mates lose in a high rolling poker match and have a week to pay up otherwise they get fucked by a number of bad people. Awesome street dialogue and a good look into London's seedy underworld. Could everybody stop getting shot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think this is a great movie, it doesn't do enough credit to the book, however I still think it does it justice. Basically the earth is demolished to leave way for a new hyperspace way and Arthur Dent is the one who survives by hitching a ride with his mate from another planet Ford Prefect. A wacky whirlwind unwinds and the meaning of life, the galaxy and everything is questioned. The answer is 42&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. My top 10. I think it is pretty good so let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115616792723197176?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115616792723197176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115616792723197176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115616792723197176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115616792723197176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorry-i-havent-posted-in-awhile.html' title='Sorry I haven&apos;t posted in awhile'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115555339465961278</id><published>2006-08-14T18:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.101+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Ben is a bit like Peter Pan (but not in the creepy Michael Jackson way, although he still plays with children.</title><content type='html'>Thanks for that description boys, I'm sure Nick came up with that (seems like your witty humour mate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Saturday has come and gone and I have to say first up thanks to everyone who came and celebrated my 21st with me, and thanks for all the great pressies, they are all awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the night was a great success and I am happy with the way it all panned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed the speeches, so much thanks to Sammy, Sean and especially Nick for those many witty comments (the speech read like it had your signature on it man). I am just glad that you guys got to say that I was a raging queer in front of all my friends and family (cheers guys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a heap of photos so I'll post a few of the more memorable ones up for you all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040001.jpg" border="0" /&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;Me and the Misses, Don't she look fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040007.jpg" border="0" /&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;My main boys Sammy and Sean (first to arrive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040011.jpg" border="0" /&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;More of the boys, Wagga, Daw and Nordy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040016.jpg" border="0" /&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;Another happy snap with Hannah and Dale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040028.jpg" border="0" /&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;Timmy and Andy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040030.jpg" border="0" /&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;Opening some pressies, I wonder what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040032.jpg" border="0" /&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;More present opening fun, whats sam so happy about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040035.jpg" border="0" /&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;Nice Power Gersey lets get drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040046.jpg" border="0" /&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;My brother the piss head, Amanda, and my cousin Emmy and boyfriend Andy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040049.jpg" border="0" /&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;The Woolies boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040053.jpg" border="0" /&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;Mr Woolworths himself, Nidarling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040068.jpg" border="0" /&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;Ahh, the much loved speeches, I think this is the part where Sam calls me a Raging Queer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040072.jpg" border="0" /&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;The Hillier family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040075.jpg" border="0" /&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;The cutting of the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040078.jpg" border="0" /&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;Hey, Borgas makes an appearance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040100.jpg" border="0" /&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;Ceppy breaking it down, pixie style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040102.jpg" border="0" /&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;Sammy also breaking it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040117.jpg" border="0" /&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;Hailey stole the camera for awhile, CAMERA HOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4040121.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4040121.0.jpg" border="0" /&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;Daw and Sean getting it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P4060129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P4060129.jpg" border="0" /&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;Check out the pressies, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did Benny get in total for his birthday, here's the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ben Sherman Soccer Ball (got everyone to sign it on the night)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Alcohol dispenser for the bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Eski&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pair of outdoor chairs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Metal Cocktail set&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Poker set&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Port Power Gersey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; A Ripcurl watch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Another watch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Antique lolly dispenser with jelly beans (awesome present, thanks      Fran)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 2 bottles of CC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1, 1 litre bottle of CC (cheers boys)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Couple of bottles of Crownies (yeah the big ones)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bottle of wine (thanks random UK chicks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 35 dollar voucher for rebel sport&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 75 dollar voucher for JB Hifi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And from my gorgeous girlfriend a cool sterling silver bracelet, awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All this and its not even my birthday yet, so theres more to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks again for everyone who came.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking forward to going to all yours, Sammy your next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115555339465961278?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115555339465961278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115555339465961278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115555339465961278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115555339465961278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/08/ben-is-bit-like-peter-pan-but-not-in.html' title='Ben is a bit like Peter Pan (but not in the creepy Michael Jackson way, although he still plays with children.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115492616332199295</id><published>2006-08-07T14:08:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:19.034+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Moving on up, moving on down, moving on up, nothing can stop me, yeah!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my last day working at woolworths and I must say it was a bit surreal. Considering that woolwroths has been a big part of my life over a large proportion of my adult life it was kind of wierd walking out the door as an employee for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I didn't want to leave because as most of you know I have been bitching about it pretty much since I started 4 and a half years ago, however the sense of purpose and security in my life for once seemed to be challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woolworths has provided me with the income to do and buy what I want and I always knew that I would have money. I have picked up other work at Mitcham OHSC so I will still be earning some money but it seems weird not to be getting money from woolies anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work was shit and the hours were crap, but at least it gave me a sense of security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am moving on and I have a new purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun. That's right, finally I can enjoy myself due to the fact that I no longer have to work weekends. This means you'll be seeing a lot of me from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 5 days to go til my 21st, look forward to seeing you all there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115492616332199295?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115492616332199295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115492616332199295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115492616332199295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115492616332199295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/08/moving-on-up-moving-on-down-moving-on.html' title='Moving on up, moving on down, moving on up, nothing can stop me, yeah!'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115451901982345188</id><published>2006-08-02T21:11:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.970+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THEY ARE SHOWING ANOTHER REPEAT OF HOUSE, FUCKITY, FUCK FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO KILL THEM, LET ME KILL SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN SOMEONE COME ROUND SO THAT I CAN RELEASE MY FRUSTRATION BY HORRIBLY MURDERING SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115451901982345188?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115451901982345188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115451901982345188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115451901982345188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115451901982345188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/08/they-are-showing-another-repeat-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115448327298280965</id><published>2006-08-02T11:06:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.906+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Who's ready to party</title><content type='html'>Today is Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means that there is only 10 days to go until my 21st. Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are finally going to finish off the paving which has taken way too long and has given me much pain mainly in the lower back region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also finished my slideshow and have put together a playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the topic of playlists I have gone with what suits me, commercial dance. I was originally going to have a bit of everything but when I got to putting the playlist together I found that I had a good 6 hours of dance music alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to hear some feedback from you guys on this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been looking at hiring a coulple of 300 watt speakers to pump the music out all night long, should be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Ben was in the kitchen making his famous pinwheels which you will all no doubt have the pleasure of tasting on the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different topic my house recieved a call from none other than Josh Roach (my old music teacher) saying that he had some work for me. Don't know what is happening there but as soon as I know I'll let you guys in on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about all for now, look forward to seeing you in 10 days people, and make sure you bring your dancing shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115448327298280965?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115448327298280965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115448327298280965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115448327298280965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115448327298280965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/08/whos-ready-to-party.html' title='Who&apos;s ready to party'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115400459462291970</id><published>2006-07-27T22:15:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.842+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Best day of my life</title><content type='html'>Today I handed in my resignation for woolworths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that I am only going to be subjected to two more weekends of their crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I would just like to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, TAKE THAT YOU BUNCH OF FUCKERS I HAVE FINALLY BEATEN YOU ALL. I DON'T HAVE TO TAKE ANY OF YOUR SHIT ANYMORE SO YOU CAN ALL GO AND SUCK THE FAT ONE. I AM SO FUCKING HAPPY RIGHT NOW. WOOLWORTHS TAKES IT UP THE ARSE LIKE A DIRTY FUCKING WHORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that feels much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115400459462291970?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115400459462291970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115400459462291970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115400459462291970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115400459462291970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/07/best-day-of-my-life.html' title='The Best day of my life'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115363640208249746</id><published>2006-07-23T15:28:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.771+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Customer grouch loves the trash</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was yet again another completely boring day at work. The main difference is that now that our backdock is out of service we have to take our loads at the front of the store and drag them out to the back dock, a process which is very, very annoying and time consuming. This will be happening for about a month and sucks the fat one, big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to this we also have to take our rubbish out into the carpark out the front to get rid of it. This is the setting for this little story of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 2 o'clock and a group of the woolies crew had to take a shitload of rubbish out to the bins. In this delightful stock of rubbish there was a variety of out of date meat and grocery items along with the general rubbish of the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are there putting rubbish in the bin when a lady with a stroller and her small child comes along and starts to look through the meat and other goods on one of the flat tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I take some of these, you aren't just going to throw this all away, I'll take some meat to give to my dog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon this our store manager for the day says to the lady that it is all out of date stock and that we have to throw it out, basically that no she can't take any of it because we can't just give people free stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady begins to argue with the store manager (here starts the problem not that it hasn't already started).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady continues to go on about it asking why she can't have any of it, wha wha, whinge whinge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then proceeds to start taking things off the flat top, to which the store manager takes it back saying "I'm sorry we are not allowed to give away our stock, against store policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady continues to argue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the rest of us are laughing at the whole incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the lady gives up saying, "I'll just come back later when you aren't here", and walks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all just smile and nod, knowing very well that the bins will be locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are a few things wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get this straight first however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woolworths does indeed dump alot of stock some of which is still perfectly fine, I don't agree with them doing this however it is alot easier than handing it out to people. It is also against our store policies to give stock away for free (although the mark down policy does mean that we practically give stock away sometimes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady wanted something for free and couldn't grasp the concept that we couldn't give it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are indeed a knob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have liked to have been there when she went back only to find the bins locked, hahaha. Even if she did get them open the hilarity in her swimming through the piles of rubbish would again bring tears of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are some people so fucking stingey that they have to ask for free out of date stock? These people are the real tight arses of our community. The fact that she was wearing pearls and Armani says that you can afford to buy meat for your dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these rich people who frown upon us for wasting food when there are millions of people starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an idea take out your own check book you rich fuck and donate some money to feed the starving children yourself. Oh no too hard, I need that money to pay for our butler, then don't fucking critise us you tight arses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the fact that the meat is clearly off due to the fact that it is both out of date and hasn't been sitting in a fridge for 3 days would suggest to me that it isn't good for anyone, including your stupid fucking dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a complete bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115363640208249746?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115363640208249746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115363640208249746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115363640208249746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115363640208249746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/07/customer-grouch-loves-trash.html' title='Customer grouch loves the trash'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115319403663668562</id><published>2006-07-18T12:47:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.704+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Time for another top ten on the charts</title><content type='html'>So considering the fact that I am a bum and that I am not really doing anything at the moment I have decided to do another post on Ceppy's top ten music hits at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will say that there are a few from the Coldplay album and the fact that I saw them live also means that they are going to get a really good rating in this top 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bob Sinclair - World, Hold On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Eskimo Joe - Comfort You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. John Mayer - Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tomas Andersson - Washing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Johnny Cash - Ring of fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Coldplay - The Hardest part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Eskimo Joe - Black fingernails, Red wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Freeform Five - No more conversations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Coldplay - Til Kingdom Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Coldplay - A Message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it a good mix of dance, classics and modern rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I went to the Casino on saturday night and won big on the pokies. 180 bucks won on a jackpot, yay for me. This will be spent at the Ed tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115319403663668562?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115319403663668562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115319403663668562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115319403663668562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115319403663668562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-for-another-top-ten-on-charts.html' title='Time for another top ten on the charts'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115261060110755087</id><published>2006-07-11T18:58:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.635+09:30</updated><title type='text'>21st preparation well on the way.</title><content type='html'>The turf is up, the slide show is done and the food is organised, well some of it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 21st of the year is well on its way and it is going to be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who haven't got an invite yet they are coming, its probably because I haven't seen you. Some I will also have to send out in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday dad and I plan on starting the paving for outback. This is going to be a very long process but it will look good in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know I have decided to screw the whole theme idea and have a casual get together. So put on some nice going out clothes and get ready to party cos its almost here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this nothing much has really been happening. I am a bum and I am loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 360 is my best friend at the moment (always will be).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was a post for the sake of posting so I'll see you all soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115261060110755087?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115261060110755087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115261060110755087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115261060110755087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115261060110755087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/07/21st-preparation-well-on-way.html' title='21st preparation well on the way.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115216466126511227</id><published>2006-07-06T15:09:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.562+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Following on in the Coldplay Suit, I found this audio interview with Chris Martin on ABC's enough rope with Andrew Denton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/tv/enoughrope/audio/ep110/CHRISMARTIN.mp3"&gt;http://www.abc.net.au/tv/enoughrope/audio/ep110/CHRISMARTIN.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115216466126511227?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115216466126511227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115216466126511227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115216466126511227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115216466126511227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/07/following-on-in-coldplay-suit-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115215590580150317</id><published>2006-07-06T12:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.495+09:30</updated><title type='text'>My life is complete, now that I've seen Coldplay.</title><content type='html'>Last night was indeed the highlight of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that may say that I have led a pretty uneventful life so far, however I think it that what it really shows is how much I love Coldplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best concert that I have ever been to and the set list was fucking fanatastic. Songs from all three albums were played including some of my favourites like poliltik (second song in), in my place, and lots from the new album. Highlights of the concert were definately yellow (third song in) where big yellow balloons fell down on to us which was awesome, clocks with the red lasers, Chris Martin running to the back of the entertainment centre and singing part of in my place at the back with the people in seats. One other highlight was Chris Martin explaining to us that the song&lt;br /&gt;Til Kingdom come will be released as a hit to the winner of Big Brother, Coldplays musical talent and the good looks of the people on big brother make them unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that it was the best fucking concert I think I will ever see. Chris Marin live in person on stage is fucking fantastic. His antics alone could have entertained the crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best surprises was Coldplay covering a Johnny Cash Classic known as Ring of Fire. This was great.This song was done along with Til Kingdom Come and Trouble as a little acoustic bit up the front of stage. This was also a highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that the whole concert was a highight for me and I doubt that I will ever go to a concert that will top it, unless of course I go to see Coldplay again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay I can't wait for you to come again, and just let me say that if I found out that they were playing the same concert again tonight and were charging 500 a ticket I would still go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking awesome. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/Coldplay.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" height="260" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/Coldplay.0.jpg" width="385" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture printed on one of their tour shirts which I now own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115215590580150317?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115215590580150317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115215590580150317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115215590580150317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115215590580150317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-life-is-complete-now-that-ive-seen.html' title='My life is complete, now that I&apos;ve seen Coldplay.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115188700239480385</id><published>2006-07-03T09:59:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.427+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Blood rushing to my head</title><content type='html'>Well the day is almost here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday will be a day that will long be remembered and is something I have been looking forward to for the past 12 months. Thats right my favourite band is coming to town, Coldplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be huge is all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news 21st preparation in well on the way. Other than me pulling up half our lawn yesterday I have got my photos ready which I need to scan at seans today and I am also starting on the invites (they will be out by the end of the week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the debate on what theme to have I have thrown the whole idea out the window and decided to go with the casual dress approach. So put on your best casuals and definately your dancing shoes and lets have a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is going to take ages however will be me putting a playlist together and sorting through the best of my music, theres so much and I fear that even when I have filtered through it it will still be a couple of days long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115188700239480385?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115188700239480385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115188700239480385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115188700239480385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115188700239480385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/07/blood-rushing-to-my-head.html' title='Blood rushing to my head'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115154470834443537</id><published>2006-06-29T10:31:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.357+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Finished at last</title><content type='html'>I have officially past me diploma in children's services. This is fantastic and I am now going to be a bum. I had to come into tafe this morning to get my results and I passed with flying colours. I am now wasting time here until I meet up for lunch with the rest of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite a scary thought to think that I am a qualified childcare worker now, and for the next few months I plan on getting some work in OHSC and just enjoying life before I start my studies again at Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My celebration for today will be to go buy a 360 game so that I have something to do with all my spare time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few weeks I have got lots of planning to do for my 21st and a heap of work to get the backyard ready. This involves me and my dad extending our paved area out further. I also have to do invites for everyone and start putting things like the playlist together. I also need to find out how I can set up the music outdoors and where I can hire some good speakers (if anyone knows a place). I am also going to put a slide show together of a heap of photos which will take some time especially with the ones I have to scan at seans. I hope you boys are getting that speech ready even if you haven't got anything on me (yeah thats right lets see what you got).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got lots of free time now and I don't know what to do with myself besides from working, but I don't know how much of that I will get from OHSC. So if anyone ever wants to hang out, kick a soccer ball, go to a movie, or just generally hang out then I'm your man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is definate however is that I will be getting my drivers liscenes. Yeah I know you don't believe me but I am even sick of not having it and it will make my life so much easier. This and the fact that I now have a car is good insentive to get it. Yeah thats right Ben has a car, the good old 1989 Holden Apollo otherwise known as a Toyota Camry. This is Ben's new machine and I'm getting it at a really good price due to the fact that it was my Nan and Pop's car. This also means that I know that it is in really good condition and has been looked after well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now people, look forward to seeing you all around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115154470834443537?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115154470834443537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115154470834443537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115154470834443537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115154470834443537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/06/finished-at-last.html' title='Finished at last'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115139176767681478</id><published>2006-06-27T16:18:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.288+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Tafe can suck my balls</title><content type='html'>Thats right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard it straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just presented the huge project that I have been working on all term and have finished my last assignment for Tafe, EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that's left is for the lecturers to mark our work and I'll be a free man. All I can say is if I do not pass this for whatever reason, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE WILL DIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had it, I am over Tafe, and I never want to go back there ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what lies ahead for Ben. Well, complete fuck all just about raps it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans were to go into hibernation for 6 months until I can start Uni however I soon realised that I am not a bear and no matter how hard I tried I probably couldn't sleep for 6 months straight, I'd get hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will however hopefully get a job at Mitcham OHSC and work there close to full time. This will mean I can quit Woolworths which has really given me the shits over the past few months and finally have my weekends to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also means that Ceppy the party machine will be out and about again. With all these 21st coming up its going to be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relation to my 21st keep your eyes posted to this blog cos the details will be up soon. I will also send invites out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my last official day of Tafe if all goes to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If things don't go to plan don't be surprised if you here about a 20 year old male on a killing spree on the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115139176767681478?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115139176767681478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115139176767681478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115139176767681478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115139176767681478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/06/tafe-can-suck-my-balls.html' title='Tafe can suck my balls'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115096571710137875</id><published>2006-06-22T17:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.195+09:30</updated><title type='text'>478 boorish, insentives and socially obnoxious pointers for leading a simple, self-centered life.</title><content type='html'>Well not quite 478, but here are a few of them anyway. It's what the book told me to write. Some good ways to just plain old fuck people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Signal left, turn right.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hire a devious accountant; it's like giving yourself a raise.&lt;br /&gt;3. Give little kids clothes for their birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;4. Borrow a book and dog ear the pages.&lt;br /&gt;5. Remind people that their freckles could be cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;6. Tailgate the elderly.&lt;br /&gt;7. Blow out other people's birthday candles.&lt;br /&gt;8. Dress 15 years younger.&lt;br /&gt;9. Crack your knuckles.&lt;br /&gt;10. Block the entrances of elevators, buses and subways.&lt;br /&gt;11. Gamble with rent money.&lt;br /&gt;12. Dream up special requests for waiters or waitresses.&lt;br /&gt;13. Every umbrella is yours.&lt;br /&gt;14. Improve your posture by walking with your nose in the air.&lt;br /&gt;15. Answer a question with a question.&lt;br /&gt;16. See what it takes to get the life guard to blow their whistle.&lt;br /&gt;17. Serve corn on the cob to people with dentures or people in rest homes.&lt;br /&gt;18. Stopping for red lights after midnight is always a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;19. See if you can be the first one off the plane even if you are sitting by the window.&lt;br /&gt;20. Before exiting elevators push all the buttons.&lt;br /&gt;21. Don't do anything until you've been asked twice.&lt;br /&gt;22. Say like at the end of sentences, like.&lt;br /&gt;23. Read over people's shoulders on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;24. Revenge is sweet, get some.&lt;br /&gt;25. When it says resevered parking , that means you.&lt;br /&gt;26. Curse the umpire at a little league game.&lt;br /&gt;27. Bribe kids, they are easy.&lt;br /&gt;28. Get a back seat driver lesson.&lt;br /&gt;29. Support the death penalty for parking violations.&lt;br /&gt;30. Repeat yourself.&lt;br /&gt;31. Repeat yourself.&lt;br /&gt;32. Repeat yourself.&lt;br /&gt;33. Tell teenagers how things were in your day.&lt;br /&gt;34. Hand out business cards at funerals.&lt;br /&gt;35. Pee in the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;36. Wear golf shoes on newly polished wooden floors.&lt;br /&gt;37. Take the biggest piece.&lt;br /&gt;38. Forget the punch line, but don't let that stop you from telling jokes.&lt;br /&gt;39. Race the old woman for the last bus seat.&lt;br /&gt;40. Take forever to find your word in scrabble.&lt;br /&gt;41. Walk tall, carry a big stick, and use it.&lt;br /&gt;42. Install a siren in your car.&lt;br /&gt;43. Take money from your kids piggy bank.&lt;br /&gt;44. Walk very slowly and make sure nobody can get past you.&lt;br /&gt;45. Tell little children the truth about Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;46. Don't stand during hymes or anthems.&lt;br /&gt;47. Live in a glass house and throw stones.&lt;br /&gt;48. Play with fire.&lt;br /&gt;49. Put pennies in the collection plate.&lt;br /&gt;50. Make scary faces at babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were heaps more but I couldn't be fucked, here's another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave things un - finis...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115096571710137875?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115096571710137875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115096571710137875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115096571710137875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115096571710137875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/06/478-boorish-insentives-and-socially.html' title='478 boorish, insentives and socially obnoxious pointers for leading a simple, self-centered life.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115068566066185731</id><published>2006-06-19T12:22:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.123+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took the Jung Test on Nick's blog and found that the results were quite accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESFP - "Entertainer".&lt;/strong&gt; Radiates attractive warmth and optimism. Smooth, witty, charming, clever. Fun to be with. Very generous. 8.5% of the total population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroverted (E) 72.22% Introverted (I) 27.78%&lt;br /&gt;Sensing (S) 54.05% Intuitive (N) 45.95%&lt;br /&gt;Feeling (F) 55.56% Thinking (T) 44.44%&lt;br /&gt;Perceiving (P) 52.78% Judging (J) 47.22%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is an accurate description of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to be an entertainer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115068566066185731?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115068566066185731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115068566066185731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115068566066185731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115068566066185731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-took-jung-test-on-nicks-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115033224607790677</id><published>2006-06-15T09:45:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:18.053+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>It is not an easy thing to lose two of the most important people in your life in less than 6 months. However this is now a reality which I have to face in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you know that earlier in the year I lost my Pop to cancer, this was hard enough. Last week I lost my Nanna after she suffered a heart attack from which she never recovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I attended her funeral, far too soon after seeing my Pop off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel at ease in the fact however that they are once again together again, and that God didn't let them be apart for too long. In the Euology it was read that my Nan died from complications after a heart attack, but it could be said that she really died of a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I thought that I would always find my Nanna's death harder to bear than my Pop's. However because it was so sudden and I didn't really get a chance to say goodbye I find myself in disbelief rather than mourning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality has hit however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I will not see them again, and all I have now is precious memories of the love they showed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nan was like a mother to me. After my mother died when I was aged 2 she stepped in and raised me and my brother. Although I don't really remember it very well I still created a closer than normal attatchment to my Nan which has lasted all my life. This I am very thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nanna was a good christian and loving person. You would not find a more caring person in the world. She gave me many of the values that I hold dear today and I am the better person for having known her let alone having her as my Nanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality of life is that we all need to die sometime. Nanna knew this and I beileve she was never afriad of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I always thought that she was invincible and that she would never die. I was nieve to think that. But can you blame me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nan was the type of person who was interested in everything I ever did. If I went to a mates house for a sleep over I would get a call the next day asking how it was. Although it did become annoying at times, I think this is something that I will miss most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also fear that I may now starve. Nan was one of those people who force fed us everytime time we visited. It was only 3 weeks ago that I was at her house and she was constantly feeding me food. I loved that about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one regret would be that she won't be around to see me turn 21. It was so close and it will not be the same without her here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel comfort in the fact that Nan is now in a good place. Her faith in life after death has been rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a religious person, however I do believe that there is something after life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it is my time there will be a house where I will go where my Nan and Pop and Mum are waiting for me. The smell of home and a good meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace Nanna, I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115033224607790677?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115033224607790677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115033224607790677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115033224607790677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115033224607790677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/06/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-115018451257589557</id><published>2006-06-13T17:08:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.987+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Aussie, Aussie, Aussie</title><content type='html'>YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go you fucking socceroos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egyptian referee can suck the fat one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-115018451257589557?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/115018451257589557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=115018451257589557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115018451257589557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/115018451257589557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/06/aussie-aussie-aussie.html' title='Aussie, Aussie, Aussie'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114981793061568030</id><published>2006-06-09T11:07:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.922+09:30</updated><title type='text'>It's finally here, World Cup 2006.</title><content type='html'>The world cup germany 2006 begins tonight when the host germany takes on costa rica. Regretably I will be unable to watch this game due to the fact that I have to start work at 8 tomorrow. I have been anticipating this event for the past 6 months and now that it is finally here I am looking forward to watching some world class soccer over the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to see that wizza has gone out and got himself a socceroos gersey and I think that I will have to follow suit at some stage and go buy one myself. I do feel however that I might have to get another players name on my back so that we aren't the Harry Kewell fan club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia is playing Japan on Monday night and it should be a match that we can win. If we don't win then I'm afraid it will be goodbye to the socceroos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also very jealous of Daw who as I am writing this post is probably in Germany enjoying the atmosphere that is world cup soccer. I am very, very jealous Daw, but know that you will be having one hell of a time over there. Good on ya mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note I went and bought Empire Earth 2 from EB games for like 30 bucks yesterday. It is a fucking awesome game and if you enjoyed the first one then you'll love the second. I particularly enjoy building spies and getting them to sabotage enemy buildings and poisoning their town centres. It is great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it for now so I'll see you later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114981793061568030?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114981793061568030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114981793061568030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114981793061568030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114981793061568030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-finally-here-world-cup-2006.html' title='It&apos;s finally here, World Cup 2006.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114947603008881783</id><published>2006-06-05T12:13:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.860+09:30</updated><title type='text'>To a life that touched us all</title><content type='html'>I am not going to get into anything hugely serious hear, mainly because I saw Raph as a mate you catch up with in pasing. However I did feel the need to express my sadness for the loss of a man who touched everyone who he had contact with. It is a tragic time, however the facts of life say that it was always going to happen, at least to one of us. Thats just the way the world works and I'm afraid it doesn't get any easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is rest in peace Raph, knowing that you had a great influence on this world in the short time you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some good news then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The socceroos have done us proud and stuck it out to the dutch in a 1 - 1 draw last night. I stayed up and watched the game and was quite impressed by the way we played. I think I may have underestimated our boys and they may have more of a chance than what you would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is less than a week to go until the world cup and man am I looking forward to sitting at home watching hours of soccer take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Raph has booked a good seat up there to watch it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114947603008881783?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114947603008881783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114947603008881783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114947603008881783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114947603008881783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-life-that-touched-us-all.html' title='To a life that touched us all'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114907767388099302</id><published>2006-05-31T21:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.797+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm seeing music</title><content type='html'>I have just finished watching the new episode of House, it was well worth the wait. Three things I liked about this weeks episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. House on a vandetta to get back at an old college peer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. House fucked up on Acid/LSD, he saw colours and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. House with a prostitue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or is House turning into a pill popping sex craved cripple. Oh, wait, he has always been a pill popping cripple. Looks like he just wants the sex now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114907767388099302?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114907767388099302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114907767388099302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114907767388099302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114907767388099302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-seeing-music.html' title='I&apos;m seeing music'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114889808985429871</id><published>2006-05-29T19:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.728+09:30</updated><title type='text'>We don't make bread here anymore</title><content type='html'>On saturday I found out some interesting news at work. They have decided to shut down our bakery department and make it into a cold spot (when before it was a warm spot). For those of you who don't understand the whole woolworths terminology here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot spot&lt;/strong&gt; - this is a bakery department that does all their baking on site. This includes rolls, bread, cakes, cookies, pretty much anything that looks like it hasn't been mass produced in a factory and is in crappy packaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warm spot&lt;/strong&gt; - this is a bakery department which does some on site baking, usually cookies and cakes, but no bread or rolls. This is what my woolies currently does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold spot&lt;/strong&gt; - no baking, just bring it in frozen on a truck and we'll chuck it on the shelves. We may still do doughnuts, don't know yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is both an upside and a down side to this new system. The upside is that I will no longer have to do any baking and packing of stock which will save me lot's of time and because I am lazy generally makes my job a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside is that due to the fact I will not be baking any stock, I will not have anything to eat while I am working. This means no cookies, no cakes, and (my favourite), no scoffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all though I think the upside beats the downside because I can always say that stock is damaged and eat it anyway, and I get out of a lot of work which I previously did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not so good for the twp fulltimers whom I work with because they are now going to be put in another store and a part timer will come in to do 30 hours a week where all they do is order stock and put frozen stock out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the many woolworths mitcham customers however this means that there will no longer be a range of freshly baked bakery goods, and therefore our store will be known as the store with the bakery that has the not so fresh food people, with the frozen fresh bakery goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114889808985429871?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114889808985429871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114889808985429871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114889808985429871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114889808985429871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-dont-make-bread-here-anymore.html' title='We don&apos;t make bread here anymore'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114860148065217726</id><published>2006-05-26T09:19:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.667+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Sports injuries fucking you round, fuck fuck.</title><content type='html'>I am very annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did we lose last night in soccer, but I also managed to fuck my ankle up again just when it was starting to get better from a couple of weeks ago. I was so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway good news on the socceroos beating greece 1 zip in their friendly match last night. I must say that I wasn't expecting that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news X men 3 the last stand is now out and it is a must see for me. I am hopefully planning to go see it tonight (you still up for it Lucas, bring that date of yours). Should be a good movie I think due to the amount of x men characters in it along with the big war between good and evil and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my complaints. I am not happy with the response to my new segment entiltled&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give ben 21st birthday ideas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the looks of things I will be going with nicks idea to have a come as your favourite nude pilgrim party, although the fact that my birthday is in the middle of winter may not make it a popular choice. Although if it then turns into a massive orgy then we may be able to create our own warmth. Oh well keep coming with those ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wants to see X men tonight let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114860148065217726?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114860148065217726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114860148065217726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114860148065217726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114860148065217726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/sports-injuries-fucking-you-round-fuck.html' title='Sports injuries fucking you round, fuck fuck.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114819995471205656</id><published>2006-05-21T17:37:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.606+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Who said KFC is a good hangover cure?</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to Naomi's 21st at the Hyde Park Tavern. It was a really good night full of much drinking, and catching up with all the work crew both old and new. All I can say is that Craig you are one sick and twisted man, and I love it. The amount of fucked up funny shit that man said had us in tears for most of the night. It was also good to catch up with smyth whom I haven't seen in awhile. I went home to bed at about 12.30 (not a very late night due to the fact I had to work all day today). I awoke this morning in pretty much the same state that I went to bed in, Drunk. Well I wasn't drunk but everything still seemed to be spinning. Having worked for 4 hours I then had the craving for Junk in the form of food from our favourite Kentucky man. This probably wasn't a good idea even if it did taste so good on the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must also say that the upstairs function room at the Hyde Park Tav is really good, just letting you know if you are looking for somewhere to have a 21st (theres a few coming hey boys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to a 21st got me thinking about what I should do for mine. Obviously we already know it is at my house on the 19th of August, however as fair as themes etc goes, I am undecided. I was thinking I might do something easy like semi formal but I can't decide. Thats why I've decided to put it out to the voting public in a brand new segment of this blog I like to call;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give Ben 21st birthday party ideas&lt;/strong&gt;  (a very original name I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any good ideas just leave them on the tag board. I my say fuck off to your ideas and just stick with my own so don't feel bad if you get rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure though, there will be lot's of people, lots of booze and lots of partying. It's going to be huge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114819995471205656?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114819995471205656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114819995471205656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114819995471205656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114819995471205656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/who-said-kfc-is-good-hangover-cure.html' title='Who said KFC is a good hangover cure?'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15006328.post-114799802615598332</id><published>2006-05-19T09:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.542+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Bone Timber back in winning form</title><content type='html'>Last night Bone Timber came out to some good form winning against Mark's team 12 - 2. This is mainly due to the fact that Marks team is in the B grade and therefore suck complete balls. However it was a win and a good match so we are not complaining. Nordy was of course the star scoring 5 goals however he is always the focus so I am going to give credit to Dutchy's two amazing goals, along with Timmy' hat trick and Sammy's two goals. I again however did not score. I had a few chances however they didn't come off for me. It has been awhile since we had a win so it was good to give a B grade team a good thrashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else has happened this week. Tafe is still annoying however we are starting to get resources for our outdoor environment and putting plans together for what we want to put in it. This is sort of fun however I am still annoyed that I have to be here 5 days a week. One thing I have noticed is that some people/companies are incredibly tight arsed. Considering the fact that we have no money in order to make this garden we have been trying to get some free bees and donations from companies like paint supplies, bunnings and nurserys. We have not got much luck because all these compaines are fuck heads and won't give us anything. We have however got some free used tyres frojm bridgestones and some treated pine from a guy out of the trading post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I better get back to begging for shit, seeya round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114799802615598332?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114799802615598332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114799802615598332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114799802615598332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114799802615598332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/bone-timber-back-in-winning-form.html' title='Bone Timber back in winning form'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114758355770998439</id><published>2006-05-14T14:17:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.474+09:30</updated><title type='text'>FA Cup blockbuster!!</title><content type='html'>I recently bought fifa world cup soccer 2006 for the old 360 and since that day my life has been considerably better. It is an awesome game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went round to Ryan's to play some x box and man does he have the set up. Ryan (like myself) bought an x box 360 pretty much straight after it came out. He has also gone and bought himself a huge plasma screen for about 3000 grand. Now let me say comparing the 360 on my T.V to the plasma is unbelieveable. The graphics look good on my T.V don't get me wrong, but on a huge plasma screen with HD tech it looks so much better. We were playing fight night and it looks so fucking good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words I need to get myself a big arse plasma screen, although it won't happen for a while me thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news Liverpool beat West Ham in the FA cup final in spectacular form. After being 2 goals down Liverpool came back to 2 all. Then West Ham score an absolutely sensational goal to make it 3 - 2. Then around the 90 minute mark Steven Gerrard scored a thirty yard strike to put it even again and into extra time (you are a legend Gerrard). Eventually Liverpool won in the penalty shoot out. Fuck it was an awsome game from what I watched. Unfortunatley Kewell was injuredin this match and will miss the Socceroos match against Greece. Hopefully he should be right for the world cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/Gerro_Cup2_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/Gerro_Cup2_L.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&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;Go the reds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114758355770998439?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114758355770998439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114758355770998439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114758355770998439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114758355770998439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/fa-cup-blockbuster.html' title='FA Cup blockbuster!!'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114739318140964315</id><published>2006-05-12T09:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.400+09:30</updated><title type='text'>ARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHH!</title><content type='html'>We lost again last night to the team that beat us 6 -4 a couple of weeks ago. This time they did even better beating us 12 - 2, us having scored the first 2 goals in the first few minutes. The fact that we didn't have a sub (dutchy, you've got some explaining to do) didn't help matters that much, and we ended up getting drilled due to the fact that we were all buggered and couldn't keep up with our opposition. I also managed to roll my ankle in the process, lucky it was in the last 30 seconds so it didn't really effect the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now forced to walk around with a limp and a fat ankle. I don't think I did too much damage because I can still walk on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news after much consideration I have changed my blog name to "Ceppy - Breaking it down". This is mainly due to the fact that I don't believe I have any fans out there. Let me know if you think otherwise. I am hoping that there is a country out there possible in south America who reads my blog as a bible of sorts (well I can only dream). I also changed my description to something less friendly and more to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well better get back to work, power point making is sooooo much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114739318140964315?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114739318140964315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114739318140964315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114739318140964315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114739318140964315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/arrrrrggggggghhhh.html' title='ARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHH!'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114716167527950921</id><published>2006-05-09T17:12:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.336+09:30</updated><title type='text'>News update, we are within minutes of freeing the trapped miners, Oh wait sorry they haven't started yet.</title><content type='html'>It's about fucking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having read Nick's blog I too decided to bitch about the miners in Tasmania finally being released from the earths grasps. Every fucking five mintues on all of the Australian television networks there was a flash to "Breaking News" which is more like "We already know from the first 300 times you told us news." I am glad that they are finally free, however I am more glad that I will not be subjected to watching news flashes every two seconds on the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that they are free we get to watch interview after interview, and report after report on the issue. This is not over, believe me. This will get dragged on for months on end until the two men who were stuck in the mine get sick of hearing about it. We will hear about the court cases to sue the company for sending miners in there when it wasn't safe. This will go on until even Richard Carlton rolls over in his grave (was that appropriate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they will release the mini series on the event, there will be merchandising, lunch boxes, T shirts, action figures, stickers. Play the x box game. People will make a killing out of this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has this world come to, will it never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this, fuck going on big brother to gain your 15 minutes of fame. Go and jump down a fucking well and wait to be rescued. Thats how you become famous (Although you could be stuck in the well for longer than 3 months at the rate they are able to rescue people). These two guys are true aussie battlers all because they sat in a confined space for two weeks, good on em. If that isn't the true aussie spirit of sitting on your arse all day nothing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there I have said it. The miners are out (yay), and we can all get on with our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114716167527950921?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114716167527950921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114716167527950921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114716167527950921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114716167527950921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/news-update-we-are-within-minutes-of.html' title='News update, we are within minutes of freeing the trapped miners, Oh wait sorry they haven&apos;t started yet.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114681271513354083</id><published>2006-05-05T16:27:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.263+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The end of the first with much more to come</title><content type='html'>Well I have finished my first week of tafe once more. This term really involves me sitting around doing nothing because we have to be there full time when we really don't. I have got a lot of work done though and this does mean that I am actually ahead of task which could be a first for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a bitter disappointment at indoor soccer. After going neck and neck with the other team up until half time we thought that we were doing quite well. We were playing the opposite of their game which was to pass the ball round in circles. Our strategy as always was to stick to the man and this worked up until the second half. They then pumped on about 7 goals to our zip and won quite convincingly. It was mainly due to the fact that we were getting tired by the end however I still believe that we played better than the previous week when we only lost by 2 goals. I think our main problem now is that we need to put up a good offence and create opportunities. Oh well shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work all weekend once again. By this I mean 2.30 - 5.30 tomorrow and 8 - 4.30 on Sunday which really isn't all weekend however it still doesn't leave much time for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is my only real relaxation night and at least I get to sleep in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well better make the most of it and start playing some x box, see yall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114681271513354083?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114681271513354083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114681271513354083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114681271513354083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114681271513354083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/end-of-first-with-much-more-to-come.html' title='The end of the first with much more to come'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114672213428861676</id><published>2006-05-04T14:28:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.179+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Ceppy, Telling us how it is. Volume 2</title><content type='html'>I would first like to start off by saying, Lucas that was a great rant and bitch session about celebraties. Lot's of respect man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now what you have all been waiting for, Ceppy getting really mad. Things that have been pissing me off over the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Channel 10. What the fuck is going on there. Lets do an Australian biggest loser so that we can all watch fat people running on tread mills. NO this is not a fucking good idea, if I wanted to watch flubber bouncing up and down while i ate my dinner every night I would go to a fat peoples freak show. Fucken people who feel sorry for overweight people are stupid, yes they have a problem/addiction, but they are still fucking fat because they decided to eat the equivilent of an elephants diet instead of a human beings. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Again channel 10. What the fuck was with you not showing new episodes of House for about a month. Every week I would sit down to watch my favourite show only to find that they were ones I'd already seen. Fucken play new ones and stop fucking wasting my fucking time. Fuck, fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fucking angry motorists. I was walking with my group of people from tafe into the botanical gardens and some fucking stupid bitch comes roaring up behind us, fucking tooting her horn and fucking yelling at us. You can go fuck yourself you fucking slut, learn to use your manners instead of fucking yelling at people. Oh and fucking stick to the speed limit before you fucking kill someone. I hope you fucking plow into a tree and get crushed, it would serve you right you fucking bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Fucking tafe keeping me there when I have nothing to do. Fuck off you fucking bunch of fuckers, you shit me, I can't wait till I finish this term so I can fucking piss on your campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. All the fucking teen girl/star/singers. I hope you all burn in hell for making me listen to your crappy music whenever I get in a car and listen to the radio. Like nick said, Ashlee Simpson is a fucking whore living in the image of her big sister who is also a fucking dumb blonde bitch whore. If you actually had a song that didn't repeat the same word over and over again for it's chorus you might gain a microscopic bit of my respect, but you would still be a fucking annoyance. Fucking fuck fucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dancing with the stars. Who gives a fuck if stars can fucking dance or not, fucking stupid people who watch that show. What is worse than this is fucking stars dancing on fucking ice. What the FUCK. I hope they all fucking slip and break their fucking necks, then they wouldn't be able to move let alone fucking dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Fucking public toilets being "shut for maintenance" when I need to go to the fucking toilet. Fucking I don't care if it is shut I need to fucking piss, next time I'll piss on the fucking door to see if they like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. FINALLY, fucking people who write on tag boards abusing the person who wrote the blog. Fuck off Paul, you are a fucking wanker, stop fucking writing on my fucking blog and Wizza's blog. You have no fucking clue about anything maybe if you went to uni like some of us you wouldn't be such a pathetic excuse for a human being. Oh and yes we do know that passion pop is passion fruit flavoured and not strawberry, you fucking idiot, you don't even fucking realise when we are taking the piss out of you. Fucking fuckhead bogan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I feel better now, so fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114672213428861676?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114672213428861676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114672213428861676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114672213428861676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114672213428861676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/ceppy-telling-us-how-it-is-volume-2.html' title='Ceppy, Telling us how it is. Volume 2'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114654929013817192</id><published>2006-05-02T15:10:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.101+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Lifes unexpected twists and turns really fuck me off sometimes</title><content type='html'>I am sitting at tafe bored out of my brains waiting until the clock ticks over to 4 o'clock. This is when I will be able to officially leave this terrible place and go home to my normal computer. This is the first time I have ever blogged on a computer other than my own. Not that it really matters. I have a feeling though that their will be many the angry blog from the computers at tafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention my saturday night out. This is probably because there was not much to mention. It was a good night out starting off at my house listening to old records such as Micheal Jacksons Thriller and the original 1979 War of the Worlds album (Timmy seemed to enjoy these).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got to town it was a bit of a let down due to the fact that there was no one around (even Modjo's wasn't its normal self).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am still waiting to leave, I could be doing some research but I have already spent, most of the afternoon looking up info on both outdoor environments for children and domestic violence (two of the things I have to look up for certain projects).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to keep a gay journal in which I write all the stuff I do and all the desicions making proccesses for our large group assignment. Basically I have to convert a dirt infested area into an interesting outdoor environment for children. I thought we might do a natural garden however this will definatley be too much work and cost too much money to do, so there goes that idea. Things will really fuck up for me if it rains on the day I have to present it and all there is is one massive mud bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel another Ben tells it like it is segment coming up due to the amount of things that are pissing me off at the moment so get ready for a lot of swearing and abuse (all the things we love to hear).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I might go sleep for half an hour and then go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114654929013817192?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114654929013817192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114654929013817192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114654929013817192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114654929013817192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/lifes-unexpected-twists-and-turns.html' title='Lifes unexpected twists and turns really fuck me off sometimes'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114648504955830038</id><published>2006-05-01T21:25:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:17.021+09:30</updated><title type='text'>These times, they are a changing</title><content type='html'>I went back to Tafe today thinking that it would be a cruisy term due to the fact that my timetable only took up 2 and a half days of the week. Thinking that the other 2 and a hlaf days would be consumed with me doing what ever the hell I wanted I was feeling pretty good. However this fantasy was shortly destroyed when I found out that we were being made to go to tafe 5 days a week from 9.30am to 4pm, even if we don't have any lessons we have to be there. What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have to sign in and out each day to make sure, what the fuckety fuck fuck fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am annoyed, We do have a huge assignment to do as a group and it will take up sometime but I don't think that we need to be at tafe all day everyday to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My solution is to make tafe bearable by taking in as many things as I can to keep myself occupied. My i Pod and my current book will make a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what this world is coming to when you are being held hostage at a adult learning centre. Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114648504955830038?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114648504955830038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114648504955830038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114648504955830038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114648504955830038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/05/these-times-they-are-changing.html' title='These times, they are a changing'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114614433132741159</id><published>2006-04-27T22:49:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.942+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Trees falling in the woods</title><content type='html'>Tonight Bone Timber faced their first defeat against our A grade opponents. Our first big match up started off extremely well however in the first 5 minutes of the second half Inter took over pumping on 3 goals. The final score was 6 - 4. I am pleased to annouce however that I have scored my first goal for the season. Scored in the last few minutes, it was a bit arsey in that I just tapped it by the goalie when he was blatently expecting me to smack it in. This does however call for celebration and an extention to the weekly score update with Ben's season goal score. Believe me this is most likely to stay at 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114614433132741159?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114614433132741159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114614433132741159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114614433132741159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114614433132741159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/trees-falling-in-woods.html' title='Trees falling in the woods'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114611013607367374</id><published>2006-04-27T12:49:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.868+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Burning down the House</title><content type='html'>Finally after about a month of waiting, last night they finally showed a new episode of House. I sat and watched eagerly as it unfolded and I was not disappionted. I am not going to tell you what happened because if you wanted to know that you, like I, would have benn glued to your T.V. I will however say this. House after having been looked over by a board of Doctors over his practices now has a new boss. Who is his new boss you ask me. Dr. Foreman, how great is that, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else is new. Nothing really I am being boring and enjoying my last few days of holidays before my final term commences. I am still reading Dumbology so I will again leave you with a few stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legal Goofs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A would be petrol theif got more than he bargained for when he attempted to siphon fuel from a motor home parked on a street in in Port Macquarie, Australia. He decided to siphon the fuel by sucking it through a hose but inadvertently inserted the hose into the motor homes sewage tank instead. The police arrived to see him throwing up by the side of the road next to a pool of sewage. The vehicle owner declined to press charges, saying it was the best laugh he'd had in ages."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Iraqi terrorist Khay Rahnajet didn't pay enough postage on a letter bomb he sent in 1999 and so it came back to him marked return to sender. Forgetting it was a bomb, he opened it and was killed in the explosion."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A pair of 78 year old burglars were caught red handed in Sao Paulo, Brazil, when the homeowners returned unexpectedly. The one inside the house was too deaf to hear the warning of his accomplice outside, and the lookout wasn't fit enough to escape."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A Brazillian theif who broke into a church to steal a projector and a vacum cleaner was arrested when he fell asleep after drinking two bottles of communion wine."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A 1975 raid on the Royal Bank of Scotland in Rothesay degenerated into farce when, on the way in, the three would-be raiders got stuck in the bank's revolving doors and had to be helped free by the staff. Undaunted, they returned a few minutes later and announced that it was a robbery, but the staff thought it was a practical joke and refused to pay up. While one of the men vaulted the counter and twisted his ankle on landing, the other two made their escape, only to get trapped in the revolving doors once again."        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114611013607367374?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114611013607367374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114611013607367374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114611013607367374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114611013607367374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/burning-down-house.html' title='Burning down the House'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114595896941210569</id><published>2006-04-25T19:12:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.792+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Plain old fashioned fun!!!</title><content type='html'>Today Timmy and Sean came round to visit, this is what occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010008.1.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmy modelling the new look in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010009.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean looking a lot like marge simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010012.jpg" border="0" /&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;Put some eyes on and I might be an alien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010013.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;My god where is Timmy's head. He jammed it on so well we had trouble getting off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun it is to put things on your head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114595896941210569?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114595896941210569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114595896941210569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114595896941210569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114595896941210569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/plain-old-fashioned-fun.html' title='Plain old fashioned fun!!!'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114588651919119880</id><published>2006-04-24T22:54:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.713+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Rediscovering the world of literature</title><content type='html'>Today I went into town and walked around the stores while hails did her CPR renewal course. To my surprise I walked into a book shop to see what the wide world of literature had to offer. I spent about 45 minutes looking at a variety of books and upon exiting the store I purchased a couple of books (something I haven't done since I was about 8 when I got book vouchers from my untie and uncle for my birthday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first book took my fancy due to the fact I had seen the movie, I bought hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, all four of them in the one book. I am really looking forward to sitting down and reading this book. The other book I bought cost me 10 bucks and is called Dumbology. This book basically goes through a range of stupid things that people have done. There are actually quite a few funny things in it in a variety of catergories from the military, to sports to, politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is expect me to share a few of these stories with you over the next few months cos they are classic. So having said that here are a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Military Errors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The 1824 war between Britain and the Ashanti (part of present day Ghana) witnessed a display of supreme incompetence by Charles Brandon, the British army's stores manager. Surrounded by 10,000 warriors and running low on ammunition, the British redcoats ordered Brandon to break open the reserve ammunition he had bought from the coast. As the Ashanti forces closed in, Brandon unscrewed the ammunition boxes, only to find that they were full of biscuits instead. He had brought the wrong supplies." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"During the second world war, the Russians invented a unique device called the 'dog mine'. The idea was to train dogs to the underside of tanks with food and thus, with bombs strapped to their backs, to wreak havoc on the German Panzer divisions. Alas, the dogs proved unexpectedly true to their training, associating food with only Russian tanks, and forcing an entire soviet division into retreat. The plan was quickly scrapped.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114588651919119880?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114588651919119880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114588651919119880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114588651919119880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114588651919119880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/rediscovering-world-of-literature.html' title='Rediscovering the world of literature'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114554268266448763</id><published>2006-04-20T23:42:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.630+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Bone Timber off to a great start</title><content type='html'>Okay I played my first game of indoor soccer tonight and apart from being completely fucked now it was great. I didn't score any goals however I did put up some good defence as per usual. Some great goals from sammy our up and coming star along with Dutchy and Nordy's efforts up front led to a 8 - 2 defeat over our B grade opposition. Timmy also managed to score a nice goal when the other team crossed the ball in front of their goals and timmy got a knee to it to knock it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also decided to add a score card each week to the blog so that you can keep up to date with our win/loss ratios. We've got a couple of tough games coming up so we'll see how we go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114554268266448763?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114554268266448763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114554268266448763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114554268266448763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114554268266448763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/bone-timber-off-to-great-start.html' title='Bone Timber off to a great start'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114532847023443940</id><published>2006-04-18T12:15:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.552+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quote from a movie I watched last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our dark that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people don't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. Its not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsiously give other people the right to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie - Coach Carter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114532847023443940?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114532847023443940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114532847023443940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114532847023443940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114532847023443940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/quote-from-movie-i-watched-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114532804214864167</id><published>2006-04-18T11:56:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.481+09:30</updated><title type='text'>What do I have to do to get back on the team Sir. Young Sir you do not want to know the answer to that question.</title><content type='html'>Well, well, well. I never thought that the day would come but I am finally going back to playing sport on a frequent basis. By this I mean of course I am playing indoor soccer every thursday night instead of my monthly game of tennis (which is what was previously known as my workout each month).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming in to substitute for Matthew Borgas is none other than myself (I guess they were looking for some real star material and not some mediocre one). Nah just kidding borgas if I can live up to any of your game play I will be a happy man. Me taking up the game of indoor soccer does however mean that I need to go out and purchase some proper attire including shoes, socks and pads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news how stupid are all the people who went to oakbank. I mean I had every intention of going until I found out it would be raining all day and thought, fuck that. Instead good times were had at Timmy's house, cooking a barbeque and watching Collingwood absolutely smash the Kanagroos. My beloved Port Power however managed to go down to the Dockers, sad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my plans or this week are nothing so anyone who wants to do something let me know and I will most definately be up for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114532804214864167?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114532804214864167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114532804214864167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114532804214864167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114532804214864167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-do-i-have-to-do-to-get-back-on.html' title='What do I have to do to get back on the team Sir. Young Sir you do not want to know the answer to that question.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114499722373313644</id><published>2006-04-14T16:09:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.412+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Live in 3, 2, 1, 360!</title><content type='html'>After playing the 360 non stop over the past couple of days I have taken time out to transfer my exisiting x box live account to a gold membership on the 360. What does this mean? I can now play live on both my x box and the new 360, wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do however need to go out and purchase both the new live headset and a rechargable battery pack for my controllers. So they are still bleeding money out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also purchased PGR3 which is an awesome racing game and very realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter is fast approaching only two days away and the day after easter otherwise known as the "let's go to oakbank, get drunk, and bet all our money away," time of the year is at hand. Of course this is exactly what I and my companions will be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the 360 is again calling and you and I both know that no man can resist that so seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114499722373313644?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114499722373313644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114499722373313644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114499722373313644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114499722373313644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/live-in-3-2-1-360.html' title='Live in 3, 2, 1, 360!'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114485337206794411</id><published>2006-04-13T00:04:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.337+09:30</updated><title type='text'>What is white, good in bed, and begs me to play with it every night?</title><content type='html'>That's right people I have finally got myself an x box 360. Now I don't have to say much however I will say this. It is possibly the best thing I have ever bought in my life. I took some pictures to show you the joy of owning the 360.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010001.jpg" border="0" /&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;My little bundle of goods, I also got another controller with it, and perfect dark zero is a kick arse game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010004.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010004.2.jpg" border="0" /&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;The joy was unbearable, like I had won a gold medal or something, truley magical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010005.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;Even sam couldn't resist getting cosy with our newly founded friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that from my first 5 hours of experience this is quite the gaming machine and I look forward to seeing some great games come out on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114485337206794411?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114485337206794411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114485337206794411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114485337206794411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114485337206794411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-is-white-good-in-bed-and-begs-me.html' title='What is white, good in bed, and begs me to play with it every night?'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114466066251131545</id><published>2006-04-10T18:39:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.250+09:30</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with sitting in front of the T.V all day?</title><content type='html'>I have finally finished for the term having gone in and presented my assignment to my lecturer this afternoon. She seemed pretty happy with what I had done and everything went nice and smoothly. I am therefore officially on holidays and I get the pleasure of having both uni and school holidays combined by having the next three weeks off, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going up to Whyalla for the night tomorrow to take my nanna up there and to see my auntie and uncle who live there. I haven't been up there for about 10 years and I am sure I haven't missed out on much because there ain't much to see in Whyalla (if any of you have ever been there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon my return one of the first things that I will be doing is going to purchase a brand new x box 360. I cannot wait to get it and i am sure that it will provide me with much entertainment over the next three weeks. In the meantime I have to get some loving out of the old box and don't worry I will be hanging onto the old girl cos she's been good to me. I'll let my brother have a loan of it in his room for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the next time I blog will probably be on the x box and man will I have a thing or two to say about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114466066251131545?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114466066251131545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114466066251131545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114466066251131545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114466066251131545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/whats-wrong-with-sitting-in-front-of.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with sitting in front of the T.V all day?'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114439450898043803</id><published>2006-04-07T16:47:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.158+09:30</updated><title type='text'>And I'm free........Free falling</title><content type='html'>Finally I have done my last day at childcare. No longer will I be forced to go look after small children without pay and I have finally finished all five of my placements. All thats left now is to sit and write it all up over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My field educator came in today and also told me that I had passed etc, etc. She then went on to say that Flinders is looking for new staff and that they want me to call them regarding a 30 hour a week job. I was like what the hell. Unfortunately I probably won't be able to take part in this due to the fact that I still have another term of tafe and will go to uni next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am happy now and after monday I will be back on holidays once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114439450898043803?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114439450898043803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114439450898043803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114439450898043803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114439450898043803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-im-freefree-falling.html' title='And I&apos;m free........Free falling'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114404844812787477</id><published>2006-04-03T16:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:16.070+09:30</updated><title type='text'>An insight into all things me</title><content type='html'>Okay there is a new addition to the side bar of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look to your right below my links colum there are two new titles. Ceppy's Quote/phrase of the week and Ceppys song of choice. The quote/phrases are just things that I find on the net or anywhere else that I find either amusing, hilarious or insightful. Also just letting you know in advance these may not be updated weekly if I cannot be fucked doing it so don't go getting shitty if there isn't a new one every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other (Ceppys song of choice) is my favourite song at the moment and one that I suggest that you get and listen to. Again this may not change all the time but I will try to keep it up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114404844812787477?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114404844812787477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114404844812787477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114404844812787477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114404844812787477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/insight-into-all-things-me.html' title='An insight into all things me'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114396916538190393</id><published>2006-04-02T18:25:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:15.953+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Engineers of the world unite</title><content type='html'>Okay so I am a couple of days late, tough shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on friday night I took part in my first engineering pub crawl. This is due to the fact in the previous years I have had to work early on saturdays. Anyway It was a very good night out mainly due to the fact that there was cheap booze and heaps of mates to take the journey with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began at Uni bar (well this is where we met everyone) and we then left to go to PJ's where they had all imperial pints of beer for just $4 (what a bargain) We had a few pints here along with some cocktail that borgas bought. Me and Sean then decided to leave the party to get some much needed lining for our stomachs in the form of Hungry's burgers. We then went to the elephant where we again started drink imperial pints of beers. Here sean met his match made in heaven a young girl of asian apperance about half his height. They got close over the night and I am still yet to hear whether anything actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the elephant it was off to Church. We arrived at 8.30 omly to find that it didn't open til 9. So it was off to Mansions for a few quick jugs of cocktails whatever they were. We got more pissed and then Borgas and myself returned to church soon to be joined by the rest of the gang. More drinking and general carving it up on the dance floor took place here. We left Church at about 11 and went to find the boys whom we had lost e.g. sean, borgas etc. I don't really remember what happened. We were waiting outside the Richmond for awhile. Here we met Lucas, Nicola, Jess. We waited around because I managed to loose Sam at church because he was being homosexual in dancing to RnB for too long. We finally found him and went to the ballroom.  Here I met up with my girlfriend who I lost after PJ's. Sam and I again went to the dance floor to carve up some moves and we began to hit the spirits. After a good hour here everyont moved on to st pauls. I had every intention of going in but began to sober up and decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great night and you can be sure i will be going next year (making sure I get a shirt this time).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114396916538190393?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114396916538190393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114396916538190393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114396916538190393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114396916538190393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/04/engineers-of-world-unite.html' title='Engineers of the world unite'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114336625824865298</id><published>2006-03-26T19:32:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:12.409+09:30</updated><title type='text'>What do you get when you have 5 engineers, 1 physiotherapist and 1 Childcare professional, One hell of a night out!</title><content type='html'>Last night i finally hit the town for the first time in about 2 1/2 months. It was a good night out and the sleep in this morning was even better. We started off from my house with myself, sammy, sean, nordy and wizza. We first went to the belgium beer bar however we did not enter due to the fact it was packed. We did however come away with Ravo and I decided we should go the the west end due to the fact that the east end was full of holden and ford rednecks. (holden's aren't rednecks just the fords) We headed to the Connel Light and had a few drinks however to our dismay they managed to run out of pretty much any type of spirit including my much beloved CC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to head to garage at about 11.45 where we were forced to wait outside for awhile due to the fact the bouncers wanted even ratios of guys and girls (low and behold when we went in it was none other than a huge sausage fest anyway, fucking idiots). Anyway sam and I went to the bar and I bought twoo CC's giving the guy a 20 dollar not. The bartender givers me the drinks then gives me 36 dollars change. I was quite happy with that little gain of interest and bought the boys some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at garage for a bit and got our groove on to some laid back dance music (quite good actually) Sam and I took Ravo under our wings and taught him to fly (showed him how to bust a move or two). Meanwhile Borgas arrived and went straight to what he does best woeing the ladies. This time however he met hi match and tried his moves on a 33 year old girl. Soon after Sean decided to try his luck on the same girl with his usually approach of insulting the hell out of her (saying she looked her age).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed awhile then borgas suggested we go to a little pub down a dark street. Our now group of seven followed borgas into the unknown (we thought he was going to rape us) instead we ended up at a pub called Emily something (can't remeber). It was a nice little place not busy and we talked to some people there one of which was a girl who was a huge PC. She brought some humour when she said she couldn't pick any of us as gay except for you pointing to Ravo. We all laughed. By this time the pub was closing so we were forced to leave and we headed down the road to APH. On the way we found some caterpillar mini steam rollers and we proceeded to jump on them to try and hot wire them. We were extremely unsuccessful even when we had 5 engineers a physiotherapist and a childcare professional all on the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finally made it to APH and ate some good pizza. We split up and caught some taxis home and that was the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to going out again in another 2 1/2 months, YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114336625824865298?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114336625824865298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114336625824865298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114336625824865298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114336625824865298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-do-you-get-when-you-have-5.html' title='What do you get when you have 5 engineers, 1 physiotherapist and 1 Childcare professional, One hell of a night out!'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114311467938130347</id><published>2006-03-23T22:11:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:12.335+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Hearing noises and wishing you were there</title><content type='html'>Today I was at childcare all day again (like I will be tomorrow) and all day long I could hear the distant roar of motor car racing, a true passion of mine. Throughout the day I was thinking to myself what the hell am I doing looking after kids when I could be trackside watching one of the biggest motor festivals in the world take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know whether I will go on sunday (if anyone is going let me know and I might tag along). I have been the past three years on the sunday and have enjoyed every minute of it. Hopefully next year I will be able to buy my four day grandstand tickets and go for the full four days, get pissed and watch cars race around a track is there nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news formula one has again started for the year (a little late I know). Due to the Commonwealth games however they have changed the date for the Melbourne Grand Prix. They have had the first two rounds in Baihran and Malaysia and in a week they will be in Australia once more. I would also like to go to Melbourne one year to see this motor event also.&lt;br /&gt;This year the Formula V10 engines have been down graded to V8's, this may sound like a big deal however these engineers are so good you can hardly tell the difference and the lap times aren't suffering too much either. They also got rid of the stupid rule of not being able to change tires during a race (thankgod), however they are still keeping up with the engine having to last two rounds which still makes it challenging and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enough ranting about motor sport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll seeya all trackside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114311467938130347?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114311467938130347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114311467938130347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114311467938130347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114311467938130347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/03/hearing-noises-and-wishing-you-were.html' title='Hearing noises and wishing you were there'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114292308355092591</id><published>2006-03-21T16:58:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:12.263+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Ever write so much that your arm feels numb</title><content type='html'>Well thats what I have been doing writing and writing and you guessed it more writing, and my arm is actually getting quite numb. A bit like when you fall asleep on your arm, and wake up the next morning in a panic thinking someone has chopped it off while you were sleeping because you can no longer feel it. Thats how numb it is. And I also wake up like that quite often which can't be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have too much work to do which is quite gay. This is due to the fact i have to have my First week plan ready for the centre by Friday and I am still in the process of extracting information from my observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note after about 10 straight weeks of working Sunday's, this Saturday it is finally time for me to go out and party. That's right Ben is hitting the town once more so expect the return of the infamous pixie dance, and yes Marty I will be shaking your hand all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is again the time for the V8's to hit the streets of adelaide. I am usually there with my holden colours on however I haven't decided whether I am going to go this year due to the fact I will be having a huge night on Saturday night and the fact that I still have lots of work to do. In a few weeks however i will be saying goodbye to placement forever (until uni of course) and will only have a term left of my course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all those who wish to join me on this saturday eve, give me a call and let me know, its going to be big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114292308355092591?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114292308355092591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114292308355092591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114292308355092591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114292308355092591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/03/ever-write-so-much-that-your-arm-feels.html' title='Ever write so much that your arm feels numb'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114283703400786282</id><published>2006-03-20T17:04:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:12.187+09:30</updated><title type='text'>45 and still alive</title><content type='html'>I was waiting to catch the bus this arvo in the lovely neighbourhood of Croydon (pigs arse) and these two middle age guys come stumbling down the street from the local Sip n Save with a 2 litre bottle of coke in one hand and a brown paper bag wrapped around some form of alocohol in the other. They must have stopped about ten times on the one little stretch of foot path that led from the bottle o to the bus station where I was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys are living the life aren't they. Two probably 50 year old men walking down the street completely fucked up with more booze in their hand that they bought with their dole money. Who the hell walks down the street at 3 o'clock in the arvo on a Monday pissed off their nut. Shouldn't you be working. They are either dole blugers or retired dole blugers now living off the pension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is Croydon is the place to live if you want to get pissed on a monday arvo. Or be one of the teen pregnancy kids who had sex with their 15 year older boyfriend at the age of 16. What a world we live in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114283703400786282?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114283703400786282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114283703400786282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114283703400786282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114283703400786282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/03/45-and-still-alive.html' title='45 and still alive'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114266797351803060</id><published>2006-03-18T18:04:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.852+09:30</updated><title type='text'>B-I-N-G-O, and BINGO was his name Oh.</title><content type='html'>No I haven't gone completely insane from singing Bingo with the kiddies at placement, although it is quite fun. No last night I took up Matts advice and was dragged out of my comfort zome by Hails to Bingo at Bedford Industries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know what you are all thinking. Ben has finally admitted he is retarded and has joined the mentally retarded in their weekly game of Bingo, well I hate to disappoint but that is not the case. In fact it is more like that I have suddenly felt that i am "retiring age 65" and joined the oldies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say it was quite a lot of fun and an easy way to make some money if you manage to win. It costs 4 bucks to play like 30 games and you win about 25 bucks if you get bingo. I decided just to play the one game on each game. However some of these oldies go nuts and have six cards to check as the numbers are being called. Normally that would be okay if you were playing bingo in a retirement home however this was like speed bingo with numbers coming out faster than I could cross them off. Anyway a good night was had and I think we might be going again next week for those interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placement is really starting to get hard as I have a shit load of work to do and only a small amount of time to do it in. I have taken on the responsibilities of team leader in the centre for the kindy's and this means that I have to actually act responsible. In about 3 months I will be finishing this course and I could (if I wanted to) start working full time in a childcare centre looking after children and planning experiences to help their development. Believe me it's not as easy as throwing out some lego blocks and some paper and pencils and letting the children go wild. No we have to look through the SACSA document (daw you will know what I am talking about) and look at each individual child and determine what types of experiences wouold help them to develop different skills and understandings. It gets to be quite annoying really. I have three more weeks of placement followed by some much deserved holidays. Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114266797351803060?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114266797351803060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114266797351803060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114266797351803060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114266797351803060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/03/b-i-n-g-o-and-bingo-was-his-name-oh.html' title='B-I-N-G-O, and BINGO was his name Oh.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114223804963216374</id><published>2006-03-13T18:36:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.787+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Make mine a double Bartender</title><content type='html'>Man life is gay at the moment my weeks consist of the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Tafe 9.30am - 4.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Tafe 9.30am - 12.30pm, go home and do Tafe work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Childcare Placement 7  1/2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Childcare Placement 7  1/2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Childcare Placement 7  1/2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Finally a sleep in then work in afternoon anywhere between 3 and 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Work Woolies 8am - 5.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I don't really have much time to myself and the time that I do have is usually spent doing Tafe work, sleeping and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of working weekends and it has know been close to 3 months since I last went out on a Saturday night. I also can't remember the last time I got completely drunk and that is really quite depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey and my mates are the only things that are keeping me sane. I need to get out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the reason why I haven't been posting much lately because my life is completely boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114223804963216374?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114223804963216374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114223804963216374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114223804963216374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114223804963216374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/03/make-mine-double-bartender.html' title='Make mine a double Bartender'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114173434752955071</id><published>2006-03-07T22:51:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.726+09:30</updated><title type='text'>March 20th a holiday for the blokes</title><content type='html'>Okay I would like to thank Matt for opening my eyes to this unknown holiday for us blokes. Sorry this holiday is for the men with their own woman or if your lucky enough to pick one up on the day. I am not going to spoil the fun for you instead go to this website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://steakandblowjobday.g-spotting.net/"&gt;http://steakandblowjobday.g-spotting.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it explains it best. And to all you guys who spent all that time on Valentines Day enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my steaks medium rare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114173434752955071?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114173434752955071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114173434752955071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114173434752955071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114173434752955071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-20th-holiday-for-blokes.html' title='March 20th a holiday for the blokes'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114121453271762802</id><published>2006-03-01T22:11:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.663+09:30</updated><title type='text'>You should never underestimate the predictability of stupidity.</title><content type='html'>You may remember in an earlier post in this blogs life I quoted several lines out of one of my favourite movies, that movie being Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. Well I now feel it is the time to open the doors to it's sister movie by Guy Richie. The ever lovable Snatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brick Top: Do you know what a nemesis means? A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent. Personified in this case by an 'orrible cunt— me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avi: Tony.&lt;br /&gt;Bullet Tooth Tony: What?&lt;br /&gt;Avi: Look in the dog.&lt;br /&gt;Bullet Tooth Tony: What do you mean, "Look in the dog"?&lt;br /&gt;Avi: I mean open him up.&lt;br /&gt;Bullet Tooth Tony: It's not a fucking tin of baked beans! What do you mean "open him up"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: Fuck me, hold tight. What's that?&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: It's me belt, Turkish.&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: No, Tommy. There's a gun in your trousers. What's a gun doing in your trousers?Tommy: It's for protection.&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: Protection from what? "Zee Germans"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avi: Eighty-six carats.&lt;br /&gt;Rosebud: Where?&lt;br /&gt;Avi: London.&lt;br /&gt;Rosebud: London?&lt;br /&gt;Avi: London.&lt;br /&gt;Gemologist: London?&lt;br /&gt;Avi: Yes, London. You know: fish, chips, cup 'o tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary fucking Poppins... LONDON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinny: Why are we stopped here? What's wrong with that spot over there?&lt;br /&gt;Tyrone: It's too tight.&lt;br /&gt;Vinny: Too tight?! You could land a jumbo fucking jet in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullet Tooth Tony: So, you are obviously the big dick. And these two on either side of ya are your balls. There are two types of balls. There are big brave balls, and there are little mincey faggot balls.&lt;br /&gt;Vinny: These are your last words, so make them a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Bullet Tooth Tony: Now, dicks have drive and clarity of vision, but they are not clever. They smell pussy and they want a piece of the action. And you thought you smelled some good old pussy, and have brought your two small mincey faggot balls along for a good old time. But you've got your parties muddled up. There's no pussy here, just a dose that'll make you wish you were born a woman. Like a prick, you are having second thoughts. You are shrinking, and your two little balls are shrinking with ya. The fact that you've got "Replica" written down the side of your gun. (withdraws his gun) And the fact that I've got "Desert Eagle point five O" written on the side of mine, should precipitate your balls into shrinking, along with your presence. Now... Fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol: He's a natural, ain't you Tyrone?&lt;br /&gt;Tyrone: 'course I am...&lt;br /&gt;[reverses into parked van]&lt;br /&gt;Vinny: A natural fucking idiot.&lt;br /&gt;[Tyrone just backed into Franky Four Fingers' van]&lt;br /&gt;Tyrone: I didn't see it there.&lt;br /&gt;Vinny: It's a four ton truck, Tyrone. It's not as though it's a bag of fucking peanuts now is it?Tyrone: It was at a funny angle.&lt;br /&gt;[All three turn and look back at the truck]&lt;br /&gt;Vinny: It's behind you Tyrone. Whenever you reverse, things come from behind ya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: What's happening with them sausages, Charlie?&lt;br /&gt;Sausage Charlie: Five minutes, Turkish.&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: It was two minutes five minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: [looks at the caravan] Look at it. How am I suppose to run this thing from that? We're gonna need a proper office. I want a new one, Tommy. You're going to buy it for me.&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: Why me?&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: Well, you know about caravans.&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: How's that?&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: You spent a summer in one, which means you know more than me. And I don't want to have my pants pulled down over the price.&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: What's wrong with this one?&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: [Pulls the caravan's door from its hinges] Oh, nothing, Tommy. It's tip-top. I'm just not sure about the colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: So, what you doin here?&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: I'm taking the dog for a walk. What's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: What's in the car?&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: Seats and a steering wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[His fighter has just been knocked out]&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: We've lost Gorgeous George.&lt;br /&gt;Brick Top: You'll have to say that again, I don't think I heard you?&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: We've lost Gorgeous George.&lt;br /&gt;Brick Top: Well where'd ya lose him? He's ain't a set of car keys, is he? It's not as though he's incon-fucking-spicuous, now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: Well I reckon the little rabbit gets fucked.&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: [pauses] What, proper fucked?&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: Yes, before "Zee Germans" get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brick Top: You're always gonna have problems lifting a body in one piece. Apparently the best thing to do is cut up a corpse into six pieces and pile it all together.&lt;br /&gt;Sol: Would someone mind telling me, who the fuck are you?&lt;br /&gt;Brick Top: And when you got your six pieces, you gotta get rid of them, because it's no good leaving it in the deep freeze for your mum to discover, now is it? Then I hear the best thing to do is feed them to pigs. You got to starve the pigs for a few days, then the sight of a chopped-up body will look like curry to a pisshead. You gotta shave the heads of your victims, and pull the teeth out for the sake of the piggies' digestion. You could do this afterwards, of course, but you don't want to go sievin' through pig shit, now do you? They will go through bone like butter. You need at least sixteen pigs to finish the job in one sitting, so be wary of any man who keeps a pig farm. They will go through a body that weighs 200 pounds in about eight minutes. That means that a single pig can consume two pounds of uncooked flesh every minute. Hence the expression, "as greedy as a pig".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: Are you sayin' I can't shoot?&lt;br /&gt;Turkish: no Tommy, I'm not saying you can't shoot. I know you can't shoot, I'm just saying that piece of crap stuck in your pants would probably do more damage if you fed it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[before Sol, Vinny, and Tyrone hold up the (unknowingly broke) bank]&lt;br /&gt;Sol: What the fuck is that?&lt;br /&gt;Vinny: Heh heh. This, is a shotgun Sol.&lt;br /&gt;Sol: It's a fucking anti-aircraft gun Vincent.&lt;br /&gt;Vinny: So, I wanna raise some pulses don't I?&lt;br /&gt;Sol: You'll raise Hell. Never mind pulses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[while robbing the bookies]&lt;br /&gt;Sol: Are you all right there Vincent?&lt;br /&gt;Vinny: I would be a lot better if you stopped using my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franky Four Fingers: So the biblical scholars mis-translated the Hebrew word for "young woman" into the Greek word for "virgin," which was a pretty easy mistake to make, since there is only a subtle difference in the spelling. But back then it was the "virgin" that caught people's attention. It's not every day a virgin conceives and bears a son. So you keep that for a couple of hundred years, and the next thing you know, you have the Roman Catholic church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey: Ah - deh sah-sez-fren-forcher, and dah scar-her-cushons, wit dah matsen-seck-way-Core-Ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol: It won't open because it's a security door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah what a great movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114121453271762802?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114121453271762802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114121453271762802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114121453271762802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114121453271762802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-should-never-underestimate.html' title='You should never underestimate the predictability of stupidity.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114085453854170139</id><published>2006-02-25T18:10:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.598+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Ceppy, Telling us how it is.</title><content type='html'>Okay I know I am stealing this from Dutchy and Daw but considering they haven't been telling us how it is I thought I would instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things that have been really shitting me lately. They have fucked me off to the point that I am now going to tell you about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, something I am always bitching about, My work woolworths. Take today for instance I came in at 12.30 to find the bakery in complete shambles. There was no bread or freezer stock out and Teena who left at 12 had appeared to have done fuck all. Well let me say, you are a fucking useless bitch, go eat some more pie and decide on a gender you fucking fat slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, What the fuck has happened to all the music shows on Saturday and Sunday mornings. There used to be only T.V hits and Rage, now there are like 5 other ones. All of which involve crappy RnB and hip hop music. Stop fucking playing shit music, if I wanted to see topless black guys I would go to a fucking gay bar. Play some god damn normal music, fuck fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, The Rogue Traders. What the fuck kind of band are you, you fucking suck balls. Release a song that doesn't repeat the same words over and over again and someone might give a fuck about your fucked up music. Also get a fucking new singer who can actually sing and not just talk into a microphone. Maybe someone not from the set of nieghbours you fucking idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, What the fuck is with fucking bus drivers stopping there buses at a bus stop for 15 minutes when it should be moving along towards its destination. You fucking bus drivers are a bunch of fat fucks, no wonder you don't get paid well you fucking leave your buses sitting at bus stops all day when you should be driving people around you fucking fucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifthly, Fuck fucks fuck. Fucking lecturers who spend 3 hours dribbling on about fucking crap when they could do it in half the time, fucking hell you fuck me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost, get to the fucking point stop fucking drawing out episodes that tell you fuck all from the previous episode, it is fucking annoying. GET TO THE FUCKING POINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck I am fucked off, fuckity fuck fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114085453854170139?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114085453854170139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114085453854170139' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114085453854170139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114085453854170139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/02/ceppy-telling-us-how-it-is.html' title='Ceppy, Telling us how it is.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15006328.post-114043385462627874</id><published>2006-02-20T21:21:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.532+09:30</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to a role model in my life</title><content type='html'>Today at 3.15am my Pappa passed away. I knew it was coming and when my mom awoke me this morning and told me the news I was sad and relieved to see that he wasn't in any pain. I know it was his time to go and i have accepted that fact. It is still hard to lose someone so close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw him on Saturday morning I couldn't hold back the tears, it was too much to see him like he was. Then when my dad cried I was really put over the edge, I have never seen my father cry and something just triggered inside me when he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is being posted so that there is an appreciation of his life, him being a loyal husband for over 50 years, a great father to my dad, untie and uncle, and the best grandfather I have ever known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you are somewhere good Pappa. No one really knows if there is a place called heaven but I believe that you are there, looking down on us with Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not that much of a spiritual person however I do believe that good people go to a good place when they die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010004.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010004.1.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loving Memory, Rest in Peace Pop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114043385462627874?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114043385462627874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114043385462627874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114043385462627874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114043385462627874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/02/tribute-to-role-model-in-my-life.html' title='A tribute to a role model in my life'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-114016332646405738</id><published>2006-02-17T18:17:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.465+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Quite an uneventful week.</title><content type='html'>Well as the title says I have had quite an uneventful week. I went to Tafe (which was boring) I sat at home and played some Age of Empires (that was fun). I also spent Valentines with Hails and went up to her new house last night to check it out (not bad, they will be much happier there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked up some work at OHSC at Mitcham. It was only 6 hours over 3 nights but that is still a good 80 bucks in my pocket, and it is piss easy work looking after kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I plan to go to Buzz's fairwell and get extremely drunk, should be a good night and I don't start work til 2.30 tomorrow so I can go out and get pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relating to my last post on the winter olympics, I was mistaken in that Steven Bradbury is not competing, thank you for pointing that out Wizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also won our first gold medal for this olympics in the men's mogals competition. Our adopted son won who was originally from Canada now skiing for us Aussies. He is a 21 year old millionare as well as a Olympic champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is about all for this week, like I've said pretty uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illbeseeinya (did I still that from you snowman)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-114016332646405738?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/114016332646405738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=114016332646405738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114016332646405738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/114016332646405738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/02/quite-uneventful-week.html' title='Quite an uneventful week.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113981823539818779</id><published>2006-02-13T18:13:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.396+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Winter Olympics, something interesting to watch.</title><content type='html'>Thats right it is that time, the 2006 Torino Winter Olympics in Italy have begun. And I say good. I really enjoy watching all the different winter sports that we Aussies don't normally get to see. At least for the next couple of weeks there will be something good to watch at night time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favourite sports in the winter olympics include, the luge, bobsleigh and speed skating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is those men and women on the luge are complete nutters. Going down a tube at 140km an hour, thats insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/luge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"I've got a great idea for a sport, dress up like a sperm, shove an ice skate up your arse, and go balls first down an ice tube." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least if you were in a bobsleigh you wouldn't have as much chance of getting killed. I would be the guy at the back so I have three bodies in front of me to cushion the blow of impact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/bobsleigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All that the back three guys need to do is run at the start and then spend a minute with their heads down praying that the driver doesn't fuck up and kill them all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And speed skating, well lets face it they just all look like wankers with those tight body suits on. However it is cool to watch. Wonder if Steven Bradbury can get lucky again this year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/speed%20skating1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dutch usually dominate this sport, and I can just see dutchy in a tight suit sprinting round an ice ring on skates, hardcore my friend (have you ever tried it).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well with that I shall say goodluck to our Australian team. Lets see if we can better our total of two gold medals this year (if they all go like the Australian in the biatholon we've got no hope, came 86 out of 89 competitors)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aussie, Aussie, Aussie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113981823539818779?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113981823539818779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113981823539818779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113981823539818779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113981823539818779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/02/winter-olympics-something-interesting.html' title='Winter Olympics, something interesting to watch.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113955991766647799</id><published>2006-02-10T18:35:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.321+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The inevitable is some times too hard to bear</title><content type='html'>Today I went to see my Pop again. It was a day we had all been dreading. Pop has become to sick to stay at home. It was time for him to go to the Repat Hospital. Since I last saw him just over a week ago he has lost a lot of weight and was lying in his bed needing help to even get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited at my Nanas house for 2 hours until the Ambulance arrived to take him to the Repat Centre at Daw park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past month he has gone downhill extremely fast. It is almost sublime to see the effects that cancer is having on him. With the way he is going he will probably only last a couple of weeks if that. It is hard to see someone you love dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pop is still cracking jokes and being the smart arse that we love just to make us feel comfortable. The fact that he hasn't eaten at all really in the past two weeks shows that he won't be around much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really started to hurt today, knowing that I will only see him a few more times, knowing that in a couple of weeks I will be carrying his coffin in a funeral service. It is hard to take in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just too much reality to take in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113955991766647799?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113955991766647799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113955991766647799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113955991766647799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113955991766647799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/02/inevitable-is-some-times-too-hard-to.html' title='The inevitable is some times too hard to bear'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113944980612522572</id><published>2006-02-09T11:58:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.254+09:30</updated><title type='text'>It's not that I don't love you, it's just, this one is better</title><content type='html'>On tueday I upgraded by existing iPod which was a 6G iPod mini, to the new 30G Video iPod. I managed to get it for $226 because I sold my mini to my brother for $200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me just say that technology has come a very long way and this little piece of hardware that I now own is extremely cool. It has all the features of my old iPod with a colour screen, photo library and video. With 30G of memory it can hold 7,500 mp3, 48,000 photos, and 150 hours of video. What more could you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also looks really cool seen below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010072.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010072.0.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black front with the silver back looks awesome and the big 2 1/5 inch colour screen looks great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I am a very happy man now that I have my new iPod and it will bring me much joy. I mean come on I can put porn on it and watch it where ever I go. Now thats cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113944980612522572?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113944980612522572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113944980612522572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113944980612522572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113944980612522572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-not-that-i-dont-love-you-its-just.html' title='It&apos;s not that I don&apos;t love you, it&apos;s just, this one is better'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113920661532656707</id><published>2006-02-06T16:35:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.191+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Looks like its back to the old drawing board</title><content type='html'>Thats right you heard today I officially went back to Tafe after having only left like 6 weeks ago. What the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway same old boring crap as usual and I found myself struggling to keep awake. This was mainly due to the fact that I was working all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to a conclusion on the other hand though. I am a woolworths slut. There are many reasons which lead me to believe this statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I work mostly weekends (like a lot of prostitutes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woolworths are constantly calling me up to say that I have to work for them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I go to work and get abused and fucked all day long&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If things don't go woolworths way they sometimes fuck me up the arse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They also tend to want me to stay longer which also fucks me up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get paid by the hour to do what woolworths tells me to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other words woolworths is a dirty old man who picks up prostitutes i.e. Me, and fucks them all, over and over again. I am sure that this metophor can be used for most people who hate their jobs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I truley was a bitch I would earn my weekly wage of around 200 bucks in 15 minutes of sucking dick. Thats the reality. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wooworths + Me = One ugly scene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113920661532656707?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113920661532656707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113920661532656707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113920661532656707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113920661532656707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/02/looks-like-its-back-to-old-drawing.html' title='Looks like its back to the old drawing board'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113893810478550240</id><published>2006-02-03T12:33:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.119+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Wheelchair sports, the good, the bad, and the ugly</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to Tommy Rodens house for a good old fashion barbecue with some mates. It was a good day full of eating drinking and playing sports. The good thing about Tommy's house is that there is a park directly behind it and you can walk out his back gate into it. A lot of football and soccer took place on this arena and some good fun was had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the day turned to competition and wheel chair slalom began. It was a tough course and many were battered and hurt along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics to show you the events of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010068.jpg" border="0" /&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;The challenging course involved weaving through the chairs, around the one at the back, weaving past the other chair and through the finish, magical stuff here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010063.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010063.0.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borgas mentally preparing himself for the challenge ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010059.jpg" border="0" /&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;Danny making a valiant but pathetic attempt to break the record (he is about to fall flat on his face).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010066.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010066.0.jpg" border="0" /&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;Borgas taking on the difficult U turn at the end of the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010064.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;Borgas showing off some flashy burnouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day it was I who came out on top. With some perfect runs and good technique I posted the three top times of the day making me the clear winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 15.3 sec&lt;br /&gt;2. 16.5 sec&lt;br /&gt;3. 17 sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one could beat my time of 16.5 seconds until I stepped up again and beat my PB by over a second. All I can say is that it is a great achievement for me, all those years of playing wheelchair soccer in primary school have paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in more bragging rights I have finally beaten Borgas at something and therefore are better than him, hahahahaha, it's about time. (one day I'll beat you at tennis though mate, you're bound to have an off day sooner or later and that's when I'll pounce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great day, many thanks to Tommy and his hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream, that one day, in every backyard Australian BBQ, wheelchair races will take place in the spirit of competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can only dream my friends, we can only dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113893810478550240?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113893810478550240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113893810478550240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113893810478550240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113893810478550240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/02/wheelchair-sports-good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='Wheelchair sports, the good, the bad, and the ugly'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113876082925282917</id><published>2006-02-01T12:45:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:06.053+09:30</updated><title type='text'>O.C, Bringing back the plots we all love to hate.</title><content type='html'>Okay I like my mate lucas am a big fan of the O.C. I am not quite the addict like he is, in other words I don't own the first two seasons on DVD and have pictures of the cast around my room, but I do like to watch each episode to see what is going down in Orange County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched the newly anticipated third season return of the O.C and was quite shocked at how they overcame the whole Trey being shot by Merissa incident. I agree with Lucas in his post that evidence from the crime scene would lead to the person who really shot the gun, but this wasn't what interested me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that when Trey woke up from his coma the first person he saw was Julie Cooper Nickle who proceeded to bribe Trey with 20,000 to put blame on his brother is far more interesting to me. So what is wrong with this picture, gee let me think. Wouldn't you think that the first people that Trey would see would be the friendly faces of the local authorities asking him questions about what happened and not the mother of the girl he tried to rape. Therefore he would have told the truth from the start and we could have bypassed Ryan being put behind bars for the millionth time in the shows history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is all for the drama of the show but I mean come on people, shit like this doesn't happen in real life. I guess thats what makes us all addicted to the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will continue to watch the O.C and enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news House returns tonight, a much better and much more believable show. Hugh Laurie what a crack up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113876082925282917?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113876082925282917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113876082925282917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113876082925282917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113876082925282917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/02/oc-bringing-back-plots-we-all-love-to.html' title='O.C, Bringing back the plots we all love to hate.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113860009977344646</id><published>2006-01-30T15:56:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.983+09:30</updated><title type='text'>What ever happened to living life to the fullest</title><content type='html'>In the past few months I have begun to notice changes in the way I live my life. There are a number of factors that have impacted on this including the increase in work at Tafe, Woolworths constantly screwing me around and the much needed time spent with the girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago I was a party animal, single and loving it. I liked nothing more than going out and getting pissed every saturday night and not caring about the repercussions it had on me. How life can change. I am not saying that having a girlfriend is a bad thing just that I have toned down on being too much of a party animal (Just covering my arse here hails).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been months since I went out and got ridiculously drunk and had an absolute fantastic night and it is something that I miss dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is going to change. This being the year of my 21st birthday (which is going to be huge) I have decided to try and start living life to the fullest once again (perhaps I should team up with party borgas for a good time hey Matt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other fact is that midway through this year I will finish my Tafe course and get my diploma in Children's Services. Therefore around July I will start my 9 months off before I can go to Uni. This means one thing, PARTY. I will be living it up over this period and enjoying some much deserved freedom. I will also be planning my 21st extravaganza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So buckle your seat belts and hold on because this year is going to be one wild ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/My%2020th%20123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/My%2020th%20123.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An artists impression of me in a good night out, either that or this is me in hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113860009977344646?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113860009977344646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113860009977344646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113860009977344646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113860009977344646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-ever-happened-to-living-life-to.html' title='What ever happened to living life to the fullest'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113844298506360302</id><published>2006-01-28T20:23:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.895+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Do you feel like a puzzle, you can't find your missing piece?</title><content type='html'>No one is every sure of what the future holds for them. People make decisions everyday that effect the course of the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how I ask you do we know that we are doing the right things with our lives. So many decisions in life not knowing what are right and what are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;          Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Ewan McGregor - Trainspotting)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often doubt some of my decisions in life. There are lot's of things I want to do but I will never get the chance to do them. Take for instance the career path I am taking, sometimes I wonder whether it is what I really want to do, I don't think I will enjoy it as much as some other career paths, but having gone so far and done a lot of the work it seems pointless to give it all away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is my true passion and I sometimes wonder whether I am wasting my talent in this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song written by one of my favourite bands questions life and decisions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh brother I can’t, I can't get through&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying hard to reach you 'cause I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Oh brother I can't believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wanna talk to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can take a picture of something you see&lt;br /&gt;In the future where will I be?&lt;br /&gt;You can climb a ladder up to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Or a write a song nobody has sung or do&lt;br /&gt;Something that's never been done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you lost or incomplete?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a puzzle, you can't find your missing piece?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;Well I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak&lt;br /&gt;And they’re talking it to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you take a picture of something you see&lt;br /&gt;In the future where will I be?&lt;br /&gt;You can climb a ladder up to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Or a write a song nobody has sung or do&lt;br /&gt;Something that's never been done, do&lt;br /&gt;Something that's never been done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you don't know where you're going and you wanna talk&lt;br /&gt;And you feel like you're going where you've been before&lt;br /&gt;You tell anyone who'll listen but you feel ignored&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's really making any sense at all, let's talk Let's talk, let's talk, let's talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Coldplay - Talk)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113844298506360302?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113844298506360302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113844298506360302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113844298506360302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113844298506360302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/do-you-feel-like-puzzle-you-cant-find.html' title='Do you feel like a puzzle, you can&apos;t find your missing piece?'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113815120718640782</id><published>2006-01-25T11:11:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.835+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Time to say goodbye is not always enough</title><content type='html'>The end of life is something that every human being has in commmon at some stage in their life whether it is a 7 year old boy killed in a car accident or a 98 year old woman whose heart finally gives up. The thing about it is that no one knows when their time is up and we are constantly living in fear as to when our time is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you can be as fit and as healthy as you every were and the next day you have a sore shoulder, you go to the doctor who tells you you have 12 months to live and 2 months later you are being buried with family and friends wondering how you could fall so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago my pop was diagnosed with liver cancer and about 3 to 6 months to live. Now I am not saying he hasn't had a bad run because at 84 he has lived the life he has wanted. However it is hard to take in that someone who had such a huge part in my growing up will not be around forever. I mean I knew that eventually my pop would die but you never expected it to happen, and when it does you begin to regret not spending the time with them that you wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of late I have been going down to see him and my nanna as often as possible while he is still able to hold communication and give out hugs that bring back my childhood. I know that soon it will be over for him however it is still hard to let go of the people who had a huge impact on the person and the morals that I hold today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is something that I have faced too many times in my life especially when having no recollection of the person who brought me into the world. I mean it does mean that I don't show any feeling towards my mother because I never knew her, but I wish that I had the chance to get to know her as her son. Instead I am told by family how much I remind them of her and what she was like. The way I have the same laugh and the same joy for life as she did. So I guess in a sense I am like a replacement for her. Now I am not saying I am ungrateful for the mother I do have because I am not, I am just saying that I wish I had th chance to sit down and talk to my mother and get to know and see what people tell me about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pop is begining to forget things and repeat questions, but instead of being angry I just answer them again and again so that he doesn't feel like he is doing anything wrong. It is hard to see the man who lifted me onto his shoulders as a toddler and let me sit on his lap to steer the car into the garage unable to move around easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that life goes on and sooner rather than later he will be gone. All I aim to do is spend as much time with him as possible until that day arrives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113815120718640782?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113815120718640782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113815120718640782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113815120718640782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113815120718640782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-to-say-goodbye-is-not-always.html' title='Time to say goodbye is not always enough'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113798442327644410</id><published>2006-01-23T11:57:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.768+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Do we really have to go, the little man on the bike just came on</title><content type='html'>Well I am back from my holiday in the sunny Gol Coast or should I say the not so sunny Gold Coast due to the bad weather. It was 42 degrees here in adelaide while it was raining in Surfers Paradise (go figure). Perhaps the sunshine coast would be better next time due to the fact the fact claims it is sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway much fun was had over the seven days, a lot of shopping, lot's of sight seeing and many theme parks. I am really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to catch up with my cousin Claire and her partner Adam which was god and they showed us around before we went and stayed at our apartment for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I let the pictures tell the rest of the story, I took about 370 of them so no I won't be putting them all on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010004.0.jpg" border="0" /&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;The start of our holiday this is down at Coolangatta at one of the best surfing spots in Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010008.jpg" border="0" /&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;The view across to Surfers Paradise from Coolangatta (The tall building in the middle is Q1 the tallest residential apartment building in the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010018.jpg" border="0" /&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;My cousins partner Adam cooking a good old aussie barby out the front of their house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010024.jpg" border="0" /&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;View from our apartment in Surfers Paradise (one street away from the main hive of surfers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010030.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Q1 building (72 floors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010031.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Views north from the Q1 building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010037.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Views south from the Q1 building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010066.jpg" border="0" /&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;Condom Kingdom (one of the many quality shops in the heart of Surfers Paradise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010075.jpg" border="0" /&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;At seaworld the resident dugong (how cool are they)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010080.jpg" border="0" /&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;Oh a nice happy snap (this was us waiting for the seal show to start)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010098.jpg" border="0" /&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;One of the many pictures of the seal show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010127.jpg" border="0" /&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;A polar bear having a fun time playing with an empty water container&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010149.jpg" border="0" /&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;A nice view from the sky carrage at seaworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010201.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warner Brothers Movieworld (it may look nice but it pissed down with rain for most of the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010208.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey and her new man (aarrrgggggggghhh an ogre, well if thats what turns you on love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010219.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some wonderful weather we are having, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010253.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me hanging out with my boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010253.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010267.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;Police acadamey stunt show (who doesn't like to see things explode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010292.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new superman ride (0-100km in 2 sec) Weather shut it down for the day, but I would have gone on it if it hadn't be, sure no problem, well maybe anyway. (100ft high)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010299.jpg" border="0" /&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;Wet and wild was the highlight for me (I love water parks) this was us at the end of mammoth falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010297.jpg" border="0" /&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;Mammoth falls (soooooo much fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010308.jpg" border="0" /&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;A couple more of the water slides all of which I went on, the twister on the left was insane and very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/320/P1010311.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;Our favourite slide the 8 way racer (adam seen far right won everytime due to the fact he went before the green light, hence the 0 above him disqualified)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good trip, I may post some more photos at a later date but I think this will do for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/680/1376/1600/P1010267.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113798442327644410?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113798442327644410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113798442327644410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113798442327644410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113798442327644410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/do-we-really-have-to-go-little-man-on.html' title='Do we really have to go, the little man on the bike just came on'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113722673049874205</id><published>2006-01-14T18:37:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.709+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Let's go away for awhile</title><content type='html'>Well this will be my last post until next Sunday due to the fact that I will be in the sunny Gold Coast until then. But don't worry I will have lot's of tales to tell and pictures for you to look at. So then what are the aims for this holiday of mine well let's look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to all the theme parks, go on some wicked rides (superman ride), get some pictures with my most loved cartoon characters, and some of the cool dolphins and killer whale at seaworld.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do lot's of shopping and buy lot's of cool stuff (don't know what yet but whatever takes my fancy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Checkout the nightlife and some hot night spot's (maybe some strip clubs if hailey let's me, hehehe just kidding)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend heaps of time at the beach and the pool at the apartments (check out the form, hopefully hails won't notice, hehehe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catch up with my cousin and do lot's of stuff with her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoy the views and other attractions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take advantage of the fact that we have foxtel in our apartment (I am very deprived at home)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will have heaps of photos for when I come back and look forward to the trip, let's just hope the plane doesn't crash or something (damn terrorists). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a good week all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113722673049874205?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113722673049874205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113722673049874205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113722673049874205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113722673049874205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/lets-go-away-for-awhile.html' title='Let&apos;s go away for awhile'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113703960088440110</id><published>2006-01-12T14:23:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.651+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Leave all your worries that fuck you up.</title><content type='html'>It occured to me this morning while sorting all my important info and receipts into a folder (instead of crammed into the draw in my desk) that I have been working at woolworths way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to this conclusion when I discovered hundreds of pay slips from the store I love to hate going back to late 2002 (around the time that I started working for the company as a nieve little school boy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the fact that my locker at work is crammed full of pay slips from the better part of this year because I became extremely lazy and couldn't be bothered bringing them home. The other thing that worries me is that half of them I haven't even opened so I have no idea what I have been payed for over the past 6 months. All I know is that some amount of money does get put into my account weekly because my bank account stay's around the same mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note it is only 3 more sleeps before I head off to the sunny and humid Gold Coast for a week. I went shopping yesterday to get some much needed essentials for the trip including a few pairs of 15 dollar boardies from target. Considering the weather over there I will probably only be wearing boardies and shirts for the whole trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also leads me to the difference between acceptable clothing in Adelaide and the Gold Coast. I mean here you usually need to be well clothed if you go out anywhere and you need to wear pants shoes and a shirt of reasonable quality to get into any pubs or clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now over in Queensland you can walk around in boardies and thongs and go anywhere you like. What's the deal I mean just because it is a popular holiday location people can walk around wearing practically nothing and get away with it. I mean I don't feel comfortable walking around like that and I will probably look well dressed to everyone over there and look like a bit of a misfit. Oh well I am not changing for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is yet another installment of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceppy's Compilation of composition's (top ten songs at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Howie Day (In the sun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Jamiroquai (Don't, give hate a chance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Jamiroquai (Seven days in sunny June)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Pendulum (Hold your colour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Martin Solveig (Everybody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Silosonic (Something to make you feel alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wolfmother (Mind's eye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pendulum (Slam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dave Matthews Band, weekend on the rocks (Hunger for the great light)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dave Matthews Band, weekend on the rocks (The stone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a few knew songs from the last one and a few of the same, I'll see how I feel in a couple of weeks to see if there are many changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's well that end's well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113703960088440110?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113703960088440110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113703960088440110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113703960088440110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113703960088440110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/leave-all-your-worries-that-fuck-you.html' title='Leave all your worries that fuck you up.'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113697033144007940</id><published>2006-01-11T19:17:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.594+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Rich people aren't all stuck up, are they?</title><content type='html'>Last night I went round to Tristans house for a swim and a feed. Although it was a cool night the pool was nice and warm and enjoyed by all who dared to enter it. Getting out was the only bad bit due to the freezing breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went down the road to a house that Tristan was looking after for a few days while the people who owned it were away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this house was quite magnificent with a nice front garden and pool out the back. They had just recently extended the house on the back of the older stlye of house. Now upon walking into this place I was quite taken by the size and space, along with all the hi tech equipment and multiple bathrooms. The couch was about 3 metres in length and in front of us was a 5,000 dollar plasma screen. The kitchen was large and spacious with a trap door in the middle that led down to the wine cellar. Sensor lights in the kitchen lit up when we walked into the pantry which in itself was the size of any normal houses kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There where three bedrooms the kids sharing one bathroom and the parents having their bed against a wall which you could walk around to enter into their bathroom. The bathroom was fitted with two showers two basins and two toilets and the walk in shower which was the size of any normal houses bathroom had a clear window that looked into a small garden just for the purpose of looking at it while showering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey and the rest of us proceeded to look through everything in the house, we found many things including a mouse with nun-chucks that moved around and sung Kung Fu Fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed and watched their big T.V and listened to their surround sound and made ourselves at home eating chips and pop corn on their 10,000 dollar sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a night I knew what it was like to be rich and have everything. Tristan assured us that the people who lived there were very nice and not stuck up snobs. One day I might walk by and say they have a nice house inside and out before running off with them having no idea who I am and why I know about their house, hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113697033144007940?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113697033144007940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113697033144007940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113697033144007940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113697033144007940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/rich-people-arent-all-stuck-up-are.html' title='Rich people aren&apos;t all stuck up, are they?'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113652623234940481</id><published>2006-01-06T15:58:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.530+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Doctors can be such dicks</title><content type='html'>Okay I just got back from the doctor due to the puffyness of my eyes (seriously they would act as an airbag if I was in a car accident). I went in there and told him that I had an eye infection i.e. conjunctivitis, He then proceeded to examine my eyes and tell me that I had an eye irratation and that perhaps it was an allergy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I do get a bit of hayfever but from time to time and upon telling him this he said that it looked more like an allergy rather than an infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am not a medical expert, however I have had an eye infection before and know the symptoms and what it looks like, and this doctor is telling me that I have allergies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then proceeded to tell him that I think it might be an infection because there was mucus coming out and that I probably caught it from Hailey's brother. He looked at me, ignored what I said completely, and went on to tell me that I needed antihistimin eyedrops and some telfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I could have gone to the pharmacy and got this without having to go the doctor and spend 60 bucks just to walk in the door. I didn't even need a prescription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate it when doctors give a wrong diagnosis and come up with something that makes no sense. Believe me this is not the first time this has happened. I went to the doctor in year 11 with a bad cough, he gave me a puffer and said I had asthma. Well the puffer did absolutely fuck all and a week later I was in hospital with bacterial pnemonia. What a complete fuck head. Let's just say neither me nor my parents were too impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish doctors would actually listen to their patients more rather than pulling stuff out of there arse and handing out puffers like candy. All I can say is that these eyedrops had better work. I am sure they will because even these eyedrops should clear out an infection. If there is no improvement in 24 hours I will not be a happy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking outrageous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113652623234940481?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113652623234940481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113652623234940481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113652623234940481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113652623234940481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/doctors-can-be-such-dicks.html' title='Doctors can be such dicks'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113646323256798199</id><published>2006-01-05T22:24:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.472+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Arrrrrggggghhh, my eyes, my eyes</title><content type='html'>Okay I to have sucumbed to the eye infection know as conjunctivitis and like borgas I think I know who is responsible. Hailey's little brother Mac. I am sitting at my computer writing about this looking through sore red hazy eyes due to all the mucus that is building up in them. My eyeballs are actually acheing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I look in the mirror I am faced with Darth Maul. Hopefully I can get some eye drops for them tomorrow and it will be gone in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just over a week I will be on my way to the sunny Gold Coast for a nice holiday. Everything is in order and I can't wait to get over there and relax for a week. I will be sure to post some pictures of the many fun times I'll be having over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now something I haven't done for awhile it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceppy's Compilation of composition's (top ten songs at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Pyramid (Wolfmother)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Who did you think I was (John Mayer Trio)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Talk (Coldplay)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Thrill is gone (Bernard Fanning)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Hunger for the great light (Dave Matthews Band, weekend on the rocks)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Not finished just yet (Bernard Fanning)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Mind's eye (Wolfmother)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Hold your colour (Pendulum)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Slam (Pendulum)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Time of the season (Dave Matthews Band, weekend on the rocks)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There it is my top ten songs for the moment, might change tomorrow, who knows? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113646323256798199?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113646323256798199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113646323256798199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113646323256798199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113646323256798199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/arrrrrggggghhh-my-eyes-my-eyes.html' title='Arrrrrggggghhh, my eyes, my eyes'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113609572257674809</id><published>2006-01-01T16:12:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.413+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The end of another year, the start of a fresh</title><content type='html'>So here we are the first day of 2006, the start of a new and wonderful year full of endless possiblities. Yeah sure it is. I mean lets face it this is the start of another year which will probably be harder than the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are things to look forward to in the coming year. So instead of looking back on this previous year which in all honesty was not the best year of my life I am going to look forward at what is to come this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 things I am looking forward to this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to the Gold Coast for a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The U2 concert in March&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finishing Tafe in July (about fucking time)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Applying at University and with luck getting into teaching at Magill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quitting Woolworths when I have time off and working at OHSC full time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting my drivers liscence (Wait, what? are you serious)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;9 months holidays once I've finished Tafe (going to be good fun)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The release of the X Box 360, and me purchasing it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My 21st Birthday (there is going to be a huge party)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to see Coldplay in July (going to be the highlight of the year for me I think)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am also looking forward to spending some time with my friends, and my beautiful girlfriend over the next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So onto last night and New Years celebration.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The night began with a swim in Timmys pool which was ridiculously warm (I think warmer than out of the water). This was followed by sitting and drinking the Keg until other arrived. We ate food and continued to drink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I got many pictures however my camera ran out of batteries before the good time were had. Basically, Nick, Sean, Tommy and Borgas went around to a Med party held down the road from Timmy's house and spent most of the night there. They were all dragged into the pool (nick fully clothed of course) This is where they stayed for most of the night and they all hooked up with some random 'ugly' chicks. So I here, I did however see these ladies and wasn't too impressed but at least you had a good time boys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just after midnight, Borgas did what he is now famous for. He stripped down to his boxers and grabbed a cricket bat and a beer and ran down Cross Roads saluting cars with his bat and yelling happy new year. Later on Borgas emerged from across the road at the other party in his boxers, soaking wet with an orange fanta helmet on which he had no idea where he got (good times).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that was the higlights for this New Years Eve and I think good times were had by all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113609572257674809?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113609572257674809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113609572257674809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113609572257674809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113609572257674809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2006/01/end-of-another-year-start-of-fresh.html' title='The end of another year, the start of a fresh'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113600280681984530</id><published>2005-12-31T14:44:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.353+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I am really tired</title><content type='html'>I worked til 9.30 last night, woke up at 4 am after 3 1/2 hours sleep, worked 5 til 1.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is New Years Eve, I don't know if I'll survive the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add into this equation, 1 5L keg of Heiniken and a 4 pack of CC and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this equate to good finger licking fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113600280681984530?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113600280681984530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113600280681984530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113600280681984530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113600280681984530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-really-tired.html' title='I am really tired'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113574545757933099</id><published>2005-12-28T14:56:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.291+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Wristbands? Do they really make you look hardcore?</title><content type='html'>Okay I have a confession to make. Over the past few months I have become obsessed with wristbands. Don't ask me why but I think they look good. Now I'm not the sort of person who would buy millions of them and put them all the way up my arm so that my skin is unable to breath. I think one on each arm looks good and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I like the bigger type wristbands to the little thin ones, again I do not know why however I assure you I am not trying to imitate Ryan off of the O.C. Although he does look quite hardcore. I guess this is the image I am trying to portray even though I know no matter how many wristbands I have I will never be that hardcore, let's face it I'm just too nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it became apparant to me last night at the midnight sales that I might have some sort of addiction because everywhere I went I was looking at them. Luckily I was able to restrain myself from buying any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know a lot of my mates wear arm bands e.g. the small thin ones however I am really the only one who has gone to the next level and wears the thicker ones. I mean lets look at Lucas he has got some nice armbands that he bought off the net. Although they say things like I am a Jedi and sith lord (a little bit nerdy mate but I can appreciate them) they still look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads me to my next question, Do arm bands increase your chances of macking chicks? Well what do you think, they make a guy look hardcore, and girls seem to like guys who accessorise. I mean I am not using armbands to pick up girls because I have already got mine but for those of you who don't do you think it could increase your chances. Does such a small piece of leather/rubber draw the attention of every female in the room towards you? My answer would be no, but it may just have something to do with your chances. I am not saying that if you flash an armband at a girl they will fall weak at the knees and want you in a second, however a lot of girls do watch the O.C and love ryan so if you have one on they might see a connection and settle with you. Interesting thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113574545757933099?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113574545757933099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113574545757933099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113574545757933099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113574545757933099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2005/12/wristbands-do-they-really-make-you.html' title='Wristbands? Do they really make you look hardcore?'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113564448653265896</id><published>2005-12-27T11:00:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.233+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Christmas over already, only 365 days to go til next year</title><content type='html'>Well there it is, another christmas come and gone in a flash and what have I got to show for it. Well let me see over the past two days I have indulged in many the christmas food including, chicken, christmas ham, pudding, crab, prawns, and other christmas treats. Not to mention an enormous amount of chocolates and lollies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The present list for me this year looked a bit like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two T shirts, one a Ben Sherman, the other an Elwood &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A huge straw Ripcurl hat for beach and cricket wear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A nice pair of cotton boxershorts for sleepwear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Jag toiletary bag made from leather (nice one)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An anchor puzzle game (the aim is to get the anchor off the other one, in reality it is easier to get the anchor off than to put it back on to do again)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Golf punk belt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A combination lock (this is for when I go away along with half of the other stuff I got)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A white Billabong wristband&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One of those lightning balls (the cool thing is it reacts to sound, Doof, doof, doof)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And probably my favourite present for this year, The complete Black Books DVD set (fucking hilarious)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas day was spent with my family and we had a nice lunch at my aunties house. We then went up to haileys house for dinner where we had a seafood extravaganza. Prawns and crab very nice. We also had a lot of lollies and chocolates and I got a christmas stocking for the first time in years (made me feel young again). The night was spent watching Carl Baron, Seinfield and Black Books DVD's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall it was a good christmas and time well spent with the family.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113564448653265896?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113564448653265896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113564448653265896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113564448653265896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113564448653265896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-over-already-only-365-days.html' title='Christmas over already, only 365 days to go til next year'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113540941262237285</id><published>2005-12-24T17:48:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.172+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve, are you listening?</title><content type='html'>Twas the night before christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I won't be stirring having worked an 11 hour shift at woolworths today. I must say although I have worked my arse off this week it has been very good because I have earnt a fuck load of money. Around 423 dollars from woolworths and 78 from OHSC for a grand total of about 510 dollars. Not bad at all. This money will of course be spent while in the Gold Coast. And once I get my 120 back from Lucas (still waiting mate) and 340 back from Hails (this will probably never happen) I will have a bit of money to spend while I'm over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This christmas eve I believe I will stay at home watch some christmas movies and play some x box before going to sleep for a good 10 hours. Tomorrow will be full of eating good food, drinking and getting lot's of pressies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night (i.e. make sure you get fucked up at some stage).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113540941262237285?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113540941262237285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113540941262237285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113540941262237285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113540941262237285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-eve-are-you-listening.html' title='Christmas Eve, are you listening?'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113506292749176871</id><published>2005-12-20T17:13:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.100+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever feel under appreciated</title><content type='html'>Well for the last few days I have been working at my favourite place to be, you guessed it woolworths. Now I am very used to the big christmas week because this is my 4th one working at woolworths. It is a week where management decide to blow their budget and put on all the staff for every single day (this could be over exagerating). Anyhow I got my hours the other week and managed to score a shift in the Deli yesterday. Now I don't mind working in the Deli and have done many shifts over the years however they really didn't need me in there and I was constantly asking for something to do. This really shits me because I hate having to ask for something to do because it makes me look like an amatuer who slacks off which is hardly the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway one of my many jobs was to clean out the drains which for those of you who have ever done it is less than a pleasant job. Especially when it is the deli drains that you are cleaning. There is a mixture of cold meats, seafood, cheese and olives in there as well as all those smells put together after being sitting in there for a good few weeks with hot water rushing over it everday. The smell you get pretty much replicates what comes out of your arse. It also looks pretty much the same. I didn't complain about doing this however because I am prepared to do my days work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also worked 3 hours today which involved me packing, cleaning and marking down stock. This is pretty normal in the bakehouse. I have two closes on Thursday and Friday night and then the whole day on Christmas eve which is going to be nuts. Why because it is on a Saturday and we close at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really done much else on my holidays apart from hanging out with Hails and the boys from time to time. Hopefully over christmas and new years the good times will pick up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some really good CD's the other day including John Mayer Trio - Try, Dave Matthews Band - live at red rocks, Pendulum - hold your colour, and one of my favourite bands at the moment Wolfmother. For those of you who are thinking about buying Wolfmothers CD I strongly recommend it because it is surprisingly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to carols on Sunday night with Hails and her brothers, sam and emma, borgas and a few others. It was okay however I am not really into the whole going and singing christmas carols thing. I think I spent more time looking at my candle rather than the stage. The fireworks were good though. There was also someone dressed up as a dolphin on stage however I wouldn't have picked it up unless they had told us it was a dolphin (I thought it was some sort of disfigured rabbit, a cheap copy of bugs).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113506292749176871?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113506292749176871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113506292749176871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113506292749176871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113506292749176871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2005/12/do-you-ever-feel-under-appreciated.html' title='Do you ever feel under appreciated'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113481138484990620</id><published>2005-12-17T19:38:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:05.042+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Work til it hurts</title><content type='html'>I worked an 11 hour day today and my was it a lot of fun. The christmas season is here and do you know where evreyone is, at woolworths getting their so called christmas specials which in reality is crap that is drastically over priced. It was a day full of baking and marking things down much like any other shift. I am just glad that I don't have to work tomorrow, hehe all the managers are being forced to work, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out my hours for next week and they involve me working 8 - 5 on monday, 11 - 2 on tuesday, 6 - 9.30 on wednesday, thursday and friday and then saturday again 6.30 - 5.30. All in all these are some good hours because I really need to earn some money. I also got a call from OHSC and am working wednesday morning 9 - 1. I would prefer to work more shifts at OHSC because it is so much easier than working at woolies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been relaxing though, I have managed to get all my christmas shopping done without having to go through hell and back during the christmas rush. I also enjoyed sitting on my arse and playing some x box. I have started playing KOTOR 2 again as an evil, evil person and it is lots of fun. I get to abuse and kill people with my lightsaber and choke them to death, what could be more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the next week when I am not working my arse off I will be playing x box and sleeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113481138484990620?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113481138484990620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113481138484990620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113481138484990620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113481138484990620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-til-it-hurts.html' title='Work til it hurts'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113462879552784095</id><published>2005-12-15T16:47:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:04.981+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Living it up in the wonderful world of holidays</title><content type='html'>Well so far my holidays are everything I was expecting and waitinf for the whole time I was at Tafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing Tafe on Tuesday I proceeded out to dinner with Hails and then off to the ed with some of her friends, borgas, paul and danny who we picked up later. The ed was surprisingly busy which I hate because it means that I have to squeeze my way through crowds of people in order to move 5 metres in one direction. There was also a line as we were leaving which curved around following the wall in the beer garden (fucking ridiculous).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to the Tap Inn, and this place rocked my world. For starters this place is huge and the whole theme revolves around Tap, e.g. tap dancing, taps (where water comes out) and tapping as in golf. The place has its own indoor driving range which is awesome and after a few hits I was starting to drive the ball pretty good. Borgas on the other hand was an absolute machine with precise hitting evertime (even the guy next to us was blowing his load over how good young borgas was hitting the ball). The night ended with pizza at Australia's pizza house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke then next morning to go christmas shopping with young samuel, but not before going to the doctor to get my antibiotics for the chest infection I am sure I have. This means I will be unable to get completely paro until next Wednesday, NOOOOOO. Anyway after shopping we went to seans for a swim and then organised our poker tourney. We had 10 players on two tables and it was good fun. I bet big early and came close to being out however when burrows decided to push me I cleaned him up and got back in the game. I got down to the final table with myself, daw, nick, timmy and surprisingly tristan. I didn't have much when this table was formed and was being threatened to be the first out. Timmy was the first to go and I was close behind. I then got some good hands and proceeded to take all of nicks chips and then seans chips. So it was down to me and Daw with me having a good advantage over him with my huge piles of chips. We came to one big hand and we both bet a lot of money. I ended up losing this hand to daws 10 to Ace straight when I had a pair of Aces. This turned the tide of the game and daw eventually bet me out to his credit. It was a good game in all and I was surprised to make it to the final two (if it had been survivour I would have at least got 100,000 grand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many good times ahead I feel and this is only the start of some holiday antics. Once the antibiotics are done I will be going out and getting fucked a lot more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113462879552784095?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113462879552784095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113462879552784095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113462879552784095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113462879552784095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2005/12/living-it-up-in-wonderful-world-of.html' title='Living it up in the wonderful world of holidays'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113444932298803839</id><published>2005-12-13T15:08:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:04.920+09:30</updated><title type='text'>What's that? I passed. Well thankyou, now I don't have to rip your head off</title><content type='html'>That is right people I have officially passed everything for this unit of my course and could not be happier. I am now officially on holidays and am looking forward to some much earned relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the room today to present my work to the two lecturers who were assessing them and they spent 15 minutes flicking through the work that I have spent about a hundred hours on. They just flicked through it asked me a couple of questions and said goodbye, you've passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was expecting to go in there and get absolutley arse raped by these two teachers shoving questions and asking me why I had done such a crap job. To my surprise they were more interested in what I was doing during my holidays and one the the teachers spent 20 minutes talking about her trip to the Gold Coast, what is with that, hello you are suppost to be assessing my pile crap that I have laged into Tafe from my home 15 km away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am not complaining and I am happy that I didn't go overboard on my work like some other people only to have them look at two pages and say, you passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that holidays are finally here I am going to sit on my arse and do fuck all. I'll play some x box and drink some alocohol and sing and be merry over the Christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so relieved right now and if anyone wants to do anything any time give me a buzz and I will be happy to comply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15006328-113444932298803839?l=ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/feeds/113444932298803839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15006328&amp;postID=113444932298803839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113444932298803839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15006328/posts/default/113444932298803839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceppytheoneandonly.blogspot.com/2005/12/whats-that-i-passed-well-thankyou-now.html' title='What&apos;s that? I passed. Well thankyou, now I don&apos;t have to rip your head off'/><author><name>Ceppy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686209775091230810</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-15006328.post-113439226369857118</id><published>2005-12-12T23:18:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:37:04.861+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I am covered in piles of paper, ARRRGGGGHHHH</title><content type='html'>Okay it is 11.20pm and finally I have finished all the work that I have to hand up for my PR10 assignment which involved me planning for two 3 day plans at a childcare centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the plans went fine however the evaluating and referencing of all this shit is an absolute joke. I have to go to a meeting tommorrow at 12.30 to present my fat folder of crap and try to make some sort of sense out of it. I don't know how I am going to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have put a lot of work into this assignment (lets say the past 10 weeks) and I am going to be really pissed off if they tell me to go home and fix something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what, after tomorrow I am officially on holidays and I will be going out to celebrate. I am so looking forward to some time off because my brain is about to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a fuck about any of my assignments anymore and I hope that TAFE burns to the ground really soon. I have 6 months left of my course (providing I pass this assignment and the next two) and then I am free from nagging housewife bitch that is Tafe. Thank the bloody lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am going to bed to get some much deserved rest before going to meet the two dragons tomorrow who are going to blow my head off. 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