<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17837217</id><updated>2009-02-20T17:05:07.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>korneredsfear</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://korneredsfear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korneredsfear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>karn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450319656651037736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17837217.post-112926565673123324</id><published>2005-10-13T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T08:00:13.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Drunken Stupor</title><content type='html'>Man did I ever get drunk last night! Went to the bar with a few of my friends and decided it was going to be a rye and coke night. I love that combo, would prefer straight rye but I'd end up drinking it way to fast like another time haha. So I make it a mission to have 15 rye and cokes within our 3 hour stay at the bar. Did I do it? Fucking right I did. A short while after I had #12 I forgot the rest of the night though :) My friends all say I got to #15 and that I was right wasted. We then apparantly left and stopped at a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cspan%20font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sites.uncovered.com/27693/cheaters/freesite3/"&gt;cheating wives&lt;/a&gt; lot for my friends to smoke. From what I hear, I opened the door, swung my head about and puked for about 40 minutes straight. I heard quotes such as; 'I've never seen that much puke before!' and so on. So I have totally blacked out and recall nothing, I'm quite surprised they didn't play any tricks on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I wake up to a throbbing headache and one of the worst hangovers ever! Took the entire day for me to feel better, carbonated drinks and greasy fast food does make it feel better though, wierd, grease must soak all the alcohol up or something. My parents weren't too impressed by my condition and think I have a drinking problem. Don't think you can have a drinking problem and only drink like once every month or so. I tend to like to stay home more and save my money, the bar is so expensive now, all the prices for drinks have went up by $1.00 in the last year or so. Sitting at home watching tv and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cspan%20font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://galleries.uncovered.com/27693/dogging/gallery010/"&gt;dogging&lt;/a&gt; on internet while having a beer with a friend is more entertaining anyway. Anyway, that was my drunken stupor story, hope you enjoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17837217-112926565673123324?l=korneredsfear.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/112926565673123324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/112926565673123324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korneredsfear.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-drunken-stupor.html' title='My Drunken Stupor'/><author><name>karn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450319656651037736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13974398134413994542'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17837217.post-113318397918375069</id><published>2005-09-19T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T05:19:39.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BeaUTEy...cricket is on!!!</title><content type='html'>Now I'm not your average sporting fan,I detest Football,and hate any form of physical exertion,but when it comes to cricket,I am like all the other over zealous idiots out there,and can sit for hours glued to &lt;a href="http://www.teensforcash.com/?revid=43701&amp;s=1"&gt;teens for cash&lt;/a&gt;.My favorite is one day matches,bit more exciting.I think it's 'cos I have fond memories as a kid,living in the country,and only having the two tv stations,and the old's &amp; my brothers were all into cricket.I remember the excitement when the first one day series started,the "colourful uniform" they wore! Cricket was such a legendary game back then in the '70's &amp; 80's,you had the Chappell's,Lillee,Marsh &amp;Thommo - it was spectacular sports.Not alot going for them these days,oh, they have the likes of Matty Haydon,and Justin Langer as exceptions,and perhaps Warney in his &lt;a href="http://www.squirthunter.com/?revid=43701&amp;s=1"&gt;squirting&lt;/a&gt; states,but it's soooo predictable now,you pretty much have no competition.Whatever happened to the great West Indian warriors?! Any ways,been on here long efuff,gonna go &amp; watch the cricket!.......utegirl....xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17837217-113318397918375069?l=korneredsfear.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318397918375069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318397918375069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korneredsfear.blogspot.com/2005/09/beauteycricket-is-on.html' title='BeaUTEy...cricket is on!!!'/><author><name>karn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450319656651037736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13974398134413994542'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17837217.post-113318402887754326</id><published>2005-08-12T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T05:20:28.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gigli- acUTELy.....Hilarious!!</title><content type='html'>(yawn)Scuse my sleepiness,been having strange sleeping patterns lately, slept in till 2.30pm today!Well,watched &lt;a href="http://join.xxxofindia.com/track/MTA5Mjo0OjIw/"&gt;indian porn&lt;/a&gt;,&amp; peoples,I'm here to tell you I have seen much worse.Go out &amp; rent it,it's dead fuckin' funny.Forget about the 2 leading roles of Ben Affleck &amp; JLo, the real star of this film is the character played by Justin Bartha.He plays the "mentally challenged" Brian,&amp; he's a fuckin' hoot!!Al Pacino &amp; one of my fave actors,Christopher Walken,are barely seen &amp; wasted in this movie.But, I can see why the critic's have given this movie such a bum wrap,the acting by JLo &amp; Affleck leave much to be desired,&amp; there's little or no sexual chemistry between them.Having said that, JLo's certainly got &lt;a href="http://join.ejaculatingbabes.com/track/MTA5Mjo0OjI/"&gt;female cum&lt;/a&gt; GOIN' on in the hot body stakes!!So a good one for the guy's to check out.I'm outa here,gonna go &amp; sit in the breeze &amp; contemplate what to cook 4 tea 2nite! Utegirl.....xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17837217-113318402887754326?l=korneredsfear.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318402887754326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318402887754326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korneredsfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/gigli-acutelyhilarious.html' title='Gigli- acUTELy.....Hilarious!!'/><author><name>karn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450319656651037736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13974398134413994542'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17837217.post-113318412672857554</id><published>2005-07-05T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T05:22:06.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep.....fUTEile.</title><content type='html'>What can I say; its 1am &amp; I'm sitting here wonderin' what to write.Had better days, that is for sure. Why is it when you are down, you get kicked in the guts even more? You start a bad day, &amp; it flows on like a continuous river?! Perhaps I am too pessimistic,I seem to see the glass half empty,not half full.I see my life getting less enjoyable,than getting more pleasant.Instead of thinking of the benefits of friendship, I see the hurt &amp; inconvenience it brings.I see the downside to every possible situation.I worry continuously about my day to day schedule,&amp; if something unexpected occurs, it knocks me for a six.I am having trouble with the change in my lifestyle at the moment-hubby used to work for &lt;a href="http://secure.brookeskye.com/track/MTkyNjo5OjI/"&gt;brooke skye&lt;/a&gt;,he was one of the LUCKY ones to get out before they go under.Now he is doing security work,and the hours and pay are VERY unpredictable,&amp; the change has put me in self destruct mode.I cant handle the keeping quiet all day long while he sleeps,the tip toeing around,the "shhh,you'll wake him up" crap.He gets up as the sun goes down,he leaves,I go to bed(if I can sleep)in the morning he gets home, I get up.We barely speak to one another.Oh, and when we do,it's usually a shouting match.Still friends,but hey, friends dont always get on.He's started to change in himself too,smoking more weed everyday,where as it used to be the occasional cone on a weekend,not a cone 3 - 4 times a day.He spends money like it's going out of fashion, wastes it too....buys a crap car for more than it's worth,keeps it for couple of months(a month of that its in the mechanics)and sells it for less than half of what he paid for it!!Go fuckin' figure???Hmmm, is there such a thing as a mid life crises?Fuck, he's not that old yet.The &lt;a href="http://join.ravenriley.com/track/MTAzOjM6MQ/"&gt;raven riley&lt;/a&gt; smoking is fryin' his brain,I tell you - he is impossible to communicate with. On another note, am heading to the Quack's next Monday.Too many people have been "concerned" for my health,so betta sort it out before they send for the men in white coats..... Nothing a good break from here wouldn't cure. Ciao 4 now Amigo's......utegirl xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17837217-113318412672857554?l=korneredsfear.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318412672857554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318412672857554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korneredsfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/sleepfuteile.html' title='Sleep.....fUTEile.'/><author><name>karn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450319656651037736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13974398134413994542'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17837217.post-113318418527110307</id><published>2005-06-24T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T05:23:05.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ute Torque....</title><content type='html'>Guess I should write a few lines about myself,seeing as though I haven't properly introduced myself. Think the 2 people who have read this already know me?! I'm gonna remain nameless tho', Utegirl is a nice 'nuff name...... 34 years young, female(duh),married to Magnaboy!,live in wine growing country,own 1 horse,1 dog, 1 cat, 4 bugies(numerous egg's),have 4 brothers who are older than me, have 2 nephews,4 nieces &amp; 2 best friends. Have 13 year old daughter, but never see her- haven't seen her for 3 years. Long story, will tell you one day, maybe. I grew up in the Mid North of SA, spent most of my life in the country, and will remain a &lt;a href="http://join.ladyboycrush.com/track/MTAzOjM6NQ/"&gt;ladyboy&lt;/a&gt; at heart forever. When I was 13 I moved to Adelaide with my Old's, hated it.....but had no choice. Ran away from home at 15 to Sydney, got into some right old botha, got into drugs, street life &amp; was led astray by a gorgeous German guy old enuf to be my father. I adored him, he adored me too- adored me to earn $$$ for him workin' the streets. Was picked up by cops, put in a kid's home &amp; told to find my own way back home to Adelaide. Parents none to pleased, so went to live with Eldest bro &amp; sis 'n law for while. Next 3 years spent getting stoned,drunk &amp; into lotsa mischief basically. Funny that I don't recall a lot of it! In 1988 I started a course with TAFE, a job entry training thingy- where you sort of go back and learn &lt;a href="http://www.sleepassault.com/t1/pps=wiggles/tour1.htm"&gt;sleep assault&lt;/a&gt; you forgot in school. It was in August of that year that I met my future husband. Love at first sight. We've been together ever since, and married for 14 years. Of course no marriage is perfect, and ours has been a rocky relationship. We are best friends tho', and that's a start in any relationship. We have lived where we are now for 5 years,and love it here. I can go riding among the vines safely without worrying about traffic and the freedom and space is devine. We watch the coming seasons of the vines, from bare tangled canes, to the onset of spring with tiny green buds. Summer is not so bad when you gaze out upon the evergreen leaves of the grapes,when all else is brown &amp; tired. Harvest time is an exciting time for our household, the animals get to eat as much grapes as they like!! Only the best Shiraz for the horse &amp; dog!! We often awake in the middle of the night in summer to the sound of the mechanical harvesters ploughing their way thru the vines, grape juice abounds! It's never a dull time in grape country. Right now the berries are just setting on the bunches, and it's hard to believe that in as little as two months, they will be ready for havrest. What the heck, I'm gonna give Ballaststone Estate Winery a plug here, and get you guys to check out their delightful products! Also check out their second winery, Currency Creek Estate Wines. Til next time.......Utegirl...xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17837217-113318418527110307?l=korneredsfear.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318418527110307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318418527110307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korneredsfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/ute-torque.html' title='Ute Torque....'/><author><name>karn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450319656651037736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13974398134413994542'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17837217.post-113318424416696890</id><published>2005-03-21T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T05:24:04.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uteopia</title><content type='html'>Nothin' quite like doing some retail therapy to get you back in a good mood. Spent couple hours searching high and low for prezzie for hubby,finally got a couple of things that I think will please.&lt;br /&gt;Was great gettin' out for a drive, the UTE can sometimes turn some heads with her low gutteral grunt! Mmm, extractors.....NICE.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a few HOT machines while out 'n about- that's the beauty of living where I do, UTE country! Think there's more ute's per head here, than any other country town.&lt;br /&gt;'Tis hot 'n sticky, not my cuppa T..... my shirt's plastered to my body like I'm in a &lt;a href="http://www.bangboat.com/?revid=43701&amp;s=1"&gt;bang boat&lt;/a&gt; competion,eeewww!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm already wishing it was winter, and summer hasn't officially started. Thank God for Air-con.&lt;br /&gt;Well, am feeling alot better than yesterday, which just goes to show you that it is true- the old adage of Tomorrow Will be Better.&lt;br /&gt;Check out Adelaide Ute web site for some great machines.&lt;br /&gt;They have listings of ute musters, show 'n shines and Adelaide Ute's are a force to be reckoned with their &lt;a href="http://www.backseatbangers.com/?revid=43701&amp;s=1"&gt;back seat bangers&lt;/a&gt;. Also check out SA Utes.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any pics' they can send me of Ford Ute's, I'd very greatful-'specially XF ute's....&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Utegirl.....xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17837217-113318424416696890?l=korneredsfear.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318424416696890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17837217/posts/default/113318424416696890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://korneredsfear.blogspot.com/2005/03/uteopia.html' title='Uteopia'/><author><name>karn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450319656651037736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13974398134413994542'/></author></entry></feed>