<?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-672801</id><updated>2010-01-03T22:00:33.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLURREY BC CANADA - SURREY'S LARGEST NON FUCKED UP ONLINE COMMUNITY</title><subtitle type='html'>SLURREY is a group of people 18-27 years old from Surrey BC (and other local areas) who like to get together and party and whatnot. Check out pics and videos of our crazy drunken adventures!</subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/index.php'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.slurrey.com/slurrey.xml'/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1983</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-2607627728577155892</id><published>2010-01-03T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:00:33.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, it's 2010! My new years resolution is to finally do something with this fucking site.&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know how that goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-2607627728577155892?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=2607627728577155892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/2607627728577155892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/2607627728577155892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2010/01/hey-its-2010-my-new-years-resolution-is.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-7102120742545248489</id><published>2009-05-19T16:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:58:48.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just jad PRK Laser Eye surgery, and I will be updating this post regularly over the next few days as my eyes heal up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;3 PM:&lt;br /&gt;This is when I got it done. Will actually write about it later, as my vision it blurry as fuck right now. A really blurrey fuck. Like a Bigfoot sex tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 PM:&lt;br /&gt;Getting a ride home, no pain at all, my eyes are so watery that I look like an emo kid who couldn't afford the latest My Chemical Romance CD. I have awesome distance vision but really shitty near vision. I can barely see what I'm typing. Eyes are starting to get a little sensetive to light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30 PM:&lt;br /&gt;Put some lubricating eyedrops in my eyes, gotta keep stuff lubed up. They're starting to sting a little, I think it's time for some shuteye. At 6 PM I take a whole new set of drops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned down the brightness and contrast all the way down on my computer monitors cause they are starting to hurt my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Had a nap. Hard to sleep with some type of verbal apocalypse ocurring outside my room. Eyes still teary like the lead singer of Simple Plan. More sensetive to light, but still only slightly stinging. Every blink feels gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 PM:&lt;br /&gt;Put the 2 hour and 4 hour drops in. The 4 hour ones sting... good thing they're only every 4 hours! Aghk. Eyes are starting to feel dryer than a nun's pussy. From reading other PRK experiences on here this seems a bit early. EWWW I can taste the eyedrops in my mouth, through my eye! Lol what the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 PM:&lt;br /&gt;Another nap, then woke up and put more lube eyedrops in. Ran into somewhat of an emergency. There was a fucking eyelash in my eye, stuck next to the contact lens they put in. It felt like my eyeball had a needle sticking out of it. I had to use the tip of my finger to nudge it out, while looking in the mirror with a bright light next to me. It was some ER type shit I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I go on here to update it seemd the screen is more and more of a pain to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Just wooke up from like my 439089234th nap, eyes still feel the same. Sweet! Now I'm just hungry as fuck, so I'm gonna go grab a bite to eat. I'm looking forward to some fresh air as my eyes feel kinda hot right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, a miraculous thing has occurred, I've actually been remembering to take all my eyedrops when I'm supposed to!! Eyes, I don't fuck around with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Cherie for a bit, got food, went for a drive. Been keeping my eyes closed whenever I can, it's less irritating that way. Still remembering to put the drops in too. No extra pain, but a bit more blurry. Off to bed, will update in morning if I can still see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with super dry and scratchy eyes, it was so bloody hard to put the eyedrops in cause I couldn't stop squinting! Eventually I got them in and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, eyes feeling great! Can't see worth a damn though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;No pain at all, Cherie drove me to get my follow up, they said I was healing super fast, but tonight might still be really painful. I haven't used the numbing drops at all yet. He put some in though and my eyes felt fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Back at Cherie's house everything started looking crystal clear, even close-up stuff wasn't too bad for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Ended up downtown on the beach for a while with Valyce, Cherie, Mark and Pearce. Beach isn't as fun when you can't face the sun and have to cover up your eyes with clothing. My face is prolly the only thing that isn't tanned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;On the drive home my eyes are starting to hurt. The drops don't help. Nooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;We've dropped everyone off, and stop at Shopper's to get more Refresh Tears. Jesus Christ they are expensive!!! I'm in quite a bit of pain at this point. CHerie drops me off at home and I have a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 PM&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to eat, my eyes feeling fine. In the middle of eating (I can barely see my food,,, frustrating) my eyes start killing me. It feels like they're too big for my goddamn sockets. So I decide to take a T3, have a Valium, and go to bed. I couldn't fall asleep right away for I gave in and used the numbing drops. THEY ARE AMAZING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3&lt;br /&gt;8 AM&lt;br /&gt;I wake up, my eyes are feeling AWESOME. I put my drops in and am going back to bed. (After updating this for yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping most of the day, Eric's gonna be here soon for The Slurrey Show. My vision is really really blurry. A weird kinda blurry. Everything is sharp, except there's like 10 of it, in a circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Driving around with Cherie at night. Traffic lights all look like bubbles. I can barely friggin see! Besides that, no pain or discomfort in my eyes whatsoever. I'm light sensetive though so I still have to wear my sunglasses at night. (insert yet another lame Corey Hart joke here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 4:&lt;br /&gt;8:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and everything is STILL blurry. Durrrr? Still light sensetive too, but it's no problem with shades on, even in the daylight. I have to wear these things everywhere! Durrrr. I got my 72 hour follow-up appointment at 2:20, they're taking out the protective contacts today! YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72 hour follow up appointment:&lt;br /&gt;They told me that the blurriness was normal and my eyes are healing pretty awesomely. They took out the contacts and my eyes already felt WAY better. My vision was still fucked up though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here I am updating this post like... 7 or 8 months later. Basically after the last update, my vision was so shitty that typing shit up on the computer was damn near impossible. And my eyes were so sensitive to light that I just said 'fuck it'. It took a few days for my vision to get good enough to be on the computer, but only long enough to check facebook and email quickly and then fuck off. Don't know why my eyes took a while to get better, but now they're damn near 100% and I'm quite happy! Fuck glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might update this post again, a full year after I had the surgery, to let you guys know if I actually reach 20/20 vision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-7102120742545248489?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=7102120742545248489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/7102120742545248489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/7102120742545248489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2009/05/i-just-jad-prk-laser-eye-surgery-and-i.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-8441727623678652399</id><published>2009-01-18T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:11:59.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you jizz in space, will your jizz be propelled endlessly across the universe? Unless it gets caught up in a planet's gravity or a black hole (not your mom's)? Will the cold temperatures of space preserve your jizz, enabling any aliens who find it to create a new human race? Or will they eat it as a snack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they like the taste of jizz so much that they will trace its trajectory back to earth? Will they take over the planet and harvest endless amounts of jizz? How will they harvest jizz? Will they use alien-created milking machines or will they just suck everyone's dick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-8441727623678652399?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=8441727623678652399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8441727623678652399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8441727623678652399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2009/01/if-you-jizz-in-space-will-your-jizz-be.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-8180251110576153895</id><published>2008-09-07T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:50:35.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SLURREY IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION.&lt;br /&gt;SLOW, SLOW CONSTRUCTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to busy these days to make the huge, epic changes to this site I've wanted to make. But rest assured, the wait will be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS The Slurrey Slerver is dead. RIP Slerver, you were a piece of shit but you did your job. Kinda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-8180251110576153895?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=8180251110576153895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8180251110576153895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8180251110576153895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/09/slurrey-is-under-construction.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-1370483715085999082</id><published>2008-07-22T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:51:15.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I went and saw THE DARK KNIGHT the other night, a movie I've been looking forward to seeing for YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I think about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say it'd be pretty fucking amazing.... IF I HAD SEEN THE LAST 10 GODDAMN MINUTES OF IT!!! As the movie was almost ending, the power in the movie theatre went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What followed next was a plethora of "what the fucks" and "you gotta be shitting me's" from the jam-packed theatre.... it was true bullshit! What could potentially be my favorite movie EVER got buttraped by a blown fuse or whatever the fuck caused the power to go out in that ONE building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's ok, we're gonna go see it in IMAX. Which hopefully won't suffer a power outage causing me to miss the last 5 minutes of the movie. Assholes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-1370483715085999082?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=1370483715085999082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/1370483715085999082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/1370483715085999082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/07/so-i-went-and-saw-dark-knight-other.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-687527063577719844</id><published>2008-06-15T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:44:30.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm at future shop the other day with Erin and Eric, and I see a game I want called "Mass Effect". Erin bought it for me since she owed me money anyways, and today I try and install it on my PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't install. Gives me an error about some file not being found or something. Probably due to some type of copy protection put on the disc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay Bioware, thanks for the copy protection keeping me from playing my own game! Now I have to download an illegal cracked version instead, cause it's the only way I'll be ever to play the damned thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-687527063577719844?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=687527063577719844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/687527063577719844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/687527063577719844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/06/so-im-at-future-shop-other-day-with.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-2485154708799711192</id><published>2008-05-27T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:36:23.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the future, vehicle engines will be &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biogas"&gt;powered by our shit&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No really.&lt;br /&gt;The stuff that comes out of your ass, it will be taking you to the supermarket in 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask how? Well due to high oil demand we need alternatives that are plentiful and easy to harvest. And what is more plentiful than shit and farts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to wonder how the idea came about. Buddy goes to the gas station to fill up on gas, and is so pissed off at paying $1.37/litre that he farts in anger.  He remembers how he used to light his farts on fire at college parties, and ponders why the fuck he's emptying his wallet on something that does the same thing as what comes out of his butt for free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear man gas prices are so bad these days, who hasn't considered funneling a coiler into their gas tank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I'll update tslurrey soon with pics! Oh, and I have to disable the message board for now, it's been hijacked by spam bots.&lt;br /&gt;I have to fight spam bots?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus christ it's only 2008 and we're already battling fucking robots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-2485154708799711192?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=2485154708799711192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/2485154708799711192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/2485154708799711192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/05/in-future-vehicle-engines-will-be.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-5790334838761259995</id><published>2008-05-07T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:35:19.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;THE SLURREY SHOW PRESENTS&lt;br /&gt;LOCAL BAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/pimpinkings"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;THE PIMPIN KINGS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TUNE IN OR MISS OUT!&lt;br /&gt;9 - 11 PM ON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://akaradio.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AKARADIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Karbomb Edition with another special guest: Trena!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-5790334838761259995?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=5790334838761259995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/5790334838761259995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/5790334838761259995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/05/this-thursday-slurrey-show-presents.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-5448062793500709300</id><published>2008-05-05T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:38:37.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what sucks? Fucking driving around here.&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though my vehicle is a magnet for other vehicles. Am I that invisible or something? I drive a pretty big car, so you'd have to be like 47 different kinds of stupid to not see it as you're changing lanes or turning.&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to a wonderful incident on Scott Rd last week.... I'm driving in the center lane and TWO cars try to merge into me from either side of me, AT THE SAME TIME. A moment of raw unrefined stupidity that probably lost me 30 IQ points just for being there. And I wasn't even driving in Richmond!&lt;br /&gt;Fark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random MSN convo time between me and El Valito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;{*~Sandy Streetcorner~*} says:&lt;br /&gt;It was sooooo warm today ^.^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{*~Sandy Streetcorner~*} says:&lt;br /&gt;*rolls around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;\m/ ( ๏̯͡๏) \m/ says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\m/ ( ๏̯͡๏) \m/ says:&lt;br /&gt;you're so cute it hurts my nuts &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;{*~Sandy Streetcorner~*} says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL awwwwww, that was the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-5448062793500709300?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=5448062793500709300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/5448062793500709300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/5448062793500709300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/05/you-know-what-sucks-fucking-driving.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-7982956007275160580</id><published>2008-05-05T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:43:08.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been lazy with my posts again, but that's ok.... probably no one reads this except &lt;a href="http://slurrey.com/omg4real"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;, who loves to point out how barren and lifeless slurrey looks (especially compared to her &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/omg4real/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is gonna be completely random because I just came back from Erin's, and we all know what shenanigans happen on that patio of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of changing the way slurrey looks, but it's not easy anymore. Now instead of simple HTML codes there's shit like "style sheets" and codes have colons and question marks in them. I feel fucking old because I don't know how to make my posts have rainbow text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that the sun has finally come out after like 2 winters in a row, I feel the need to go outside and do something outdoorsy. Like uhhhhh..... fuck. What do people do outdoors these days? Fight dinosaurs? It feels like it's been THAT long since we last had weather decent enough to go outside in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've had my High Definition video camera for a while now and taking it with me wherever I may find something worth filming. Uhhhhhh, so the only worthwhile clips I've taken so far are people headbanging in slow motion, dogs fighting in slow motion, other slow motion stuff, and Mya's baby Chloe acting so cute that if you're a chick, it'll kick you in the ovaries and jumpstart your biological clock. Unfortunately I can't really edit footage yet, as Adobe Premiere CS3 Pro (yeah the latest one) DOES NOT support AVCHD. What the fuck. That's like windows media player not supporting MP3 files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd talk about rising gas prices but that calls for a whole other post, plus the issue pisses me off so much I may cockwhip the computer screen in anger. It's an LCD so I gotta be careful, I remember my old 21" CRT monitor was so sturdy, that thing took many dick punches to the screen, particularly during a blue screen of death, a program crashing and taking an unsaved file with it, or some viciously epic porn. LCD's don't take that shit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.slurrey.com/uploaded_images/tonightwenominhell-709926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking love LOLcats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-7982956007275160580?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=7982956007275160580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/7982956007275160580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/7982956007275160580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/05/ive-been-lazy-with-my-posts-again-but.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-1472889590511060147</id><published>2008-04-09T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:06:47.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/uploaded_images/dickcheney-750974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.slurrey.com/uploaded_images/dickcheney-750871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmmmmm I wonder what Dick Cheney is looking at.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-1472889590511060147?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=1472889590511060147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/1472889590511060147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/1472889590511060147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/04/hmmmmm-i-wonder-what-dick-cheney-is.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-8636996029634836922</id><published>2008-04-07T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:55:07.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I nearly sharted myself. Luckily, I cut the fart short in the last possible millisecond, closing the gate and locking in the outpour of whatever wanted out of there so badly. Thank god for lightning quick reflexes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I don't like farting. Because in the farting process, the knowledge that the gas expelled may be accompanied by liquid or solid matter is usually aquired late in the sequence of events... in most cases too late. Thus the effect of sharting, when you fart and inadvertently shit your pants (ever so slightly) at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my advice is, if you need to vent and don't know what else may come out, don't risk it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-8636996029634836922?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=8636996029634836922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8636996029634836922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8636996029634836922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/04/today-i-nearly-sharted-myself.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-3181821675213548716</id><published>2008-04-06T21:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:35:31.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parts of this slurrey (webcam/forum) will be offline for a while due to the slurrey slerver getting anally fistfucked but some botnet virus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out drinking with Shani and Valyce and a buncha people last night, it was great cause I drank a lot and got a 2 hour hangover that same night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S THE PICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00192/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE ROXY FOR COURTNEY'S BDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed I've been slacking with puttin pics on here lately. You've probably noiticed too. That's cause I've been sticking mostly to facebook for posting pics, cause people can actually comment on each picture.... that's totally something slurrey needs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to post the pic galleries I've been neglecting to link to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00182/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#182 - BLOWING SHIT UP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to Eric's jolly good mountain in Abbotsford and blew shit up. Made some mushroom clouds, threw molotov cocktails off the cliff, the usual shit. It was good stuff, and the next day Valyce, Erin, Eric and I went to the sex show. I smelled like burnt plastic there. I also bot 2 things completely sex-unrelated there, a license plate frame and a custom slurrey symbol car sticker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00183/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#183 - TRACY'S EPIC BARF PARTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This was horrible, I took one too many swigs out of my big ole bottle of Jose Cuervo (more like 10 swigs too many) and got a bit too hammered. Rolling around on the bed I apparently knocked Tracy's phone into a bucket of puke, Shannon was the only one there and wasn't 100% sure I did it either. I still paid for it regardless, cause I'm awesome like that. I puked half the night, and dry heaved the other half. Shannon had never seen anyone puke that epically, and Tracy made me a nice breakfast that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00184/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#184 - PARTY AT DUDLEY'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A regular party at Dudley's for Dennis' early birthday. I took it easy that night and had a goddamn miniscule bottle of fireball. The party was great, though in the end we had a Life in the ER moment when Jessica got a piece of glass in her foot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00185/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#185 - MONSTER TRUCKS, BOURBON, AND CHLOE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and saw some monster trucks, it was alright. I was expecting more fireballs and cars getting busted up, but it was mostly monster trucks driving around in circles jumping over things over and over again. It got repetetive sorta fast. Then we went to the Bourbon and had some fun times. Next day we all hung out with Mya and her kid Chloe, what a cute baby! She even likes to chew on computer cords, finally someone likes the taste of plastic and electricity too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00186/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#186 - FOGGY DEW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally managed to coax Erin out on a friday night, we went to the Foggy Dew with everyone and did the drinkin thang again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00187/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#187 - TRACY'S BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We went to the Tree Rock Pub for Tracy's birthday and it was an eventful night. Kelly and Kevin kept on buying me drinks, and well I don't remember most of the night. Roxanne got her shit ripped off or something, and somebody had left her with the bill for everyone's drinks. Kyle helped her out and paid for it though, a hero he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00188/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#188 - DUDLEY'S PARTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't remember much of this cause I chugged a fireball bottle and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00189/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#189 - SLURREY SHOW AND DENNIS' BBQ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of pics from 2 or 3 slurrey shows, and Dennis's BBQ. The bbq was fun and stuff, and I used a fuckin BIDET for the first time ever. It was a weird experience, but after a lot of thought I decided that yes, bidets are a cool invention. After the BBQ we went to Mark and Jessika's and chilled for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00190/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#190 - DUDLEY'S BDAY AT THE FOGGY DEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WE GOT DUDLEY HAMMERED. Then we went to Denny's for some grub, which was the same idea everyone else at the Foggy Dew had. Dudley did an epic thing all over Jessica's sweater. "You're lucky I'm stoned or I'd be so mad at you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00191/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;#191 - MISC JUNK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a bunch of misc pics from a few things we did, I didn't take many pics for a 2 week period because I had gotten my new HI-DEF VIDEO CAMERA (I'll write about it soon), and was mostly using that to document parties and such.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for now....&lt;br /&gt;PS Lookin to change the face of Slurrey soon, we've had the same layout for at least like 6 years!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-3181821675213548716?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=3181821675213548716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/3181821675213548716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/3181821675213548716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/04/parts-of-this-slurrey-webcamforum-will.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-6097331051457144651</id><published>2008-04-01T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:08:31.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soooo you were expecting a huge slurrey april fools joke today, were ya??&lt;br /&gt;Welll.... there isn't one! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy april fools!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betcha you didn't see that coming!! What can I say, I gotta keep you guys on your toes.&lt;br /&gt;(Not to mention the fact that I was feeling lazy this year... shhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I may actually start writing here again! Whether or not this is another april fools joke... we'll see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-6097331051457144651?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=6097331051457144651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/6097331051457144651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/6097331051457144651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/04/soooo-you-were-expecting-huge-slurrey.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-2925489372986087568</id><published>2008-03-31T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:56:10.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOMORROW SOMETHING EPIC WILL HAPPEN TO THIS SITE.... STAY TUNED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-2925489372986087568?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=2925489372986087568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/2925489372986087568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/2925489372986087568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/03/you-were-expecting-another-big-april.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-8390866424339418169</id><published>2008-03-02T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:37:48.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey I'm still alive. Sorry to disappoint ya :P&lt;br /&gt;Been busy these days.... world domination takes a bit of planning ahead.&lt;br /&gt;I figure I should try and start posting again at least once a day, we'll see how that goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_LQSoMakoIU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_LQSoMakoIU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-8390866424339418169?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=8390866424339418169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8390866424339418169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8390866424339418169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/03/hey-im-still-alive.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-6172457042748938274</id><published>2008-02-16T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T15:58:34.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>010010010110011000100000011110010110&lt;br /&gt;111101110101001000000110000101100011&lt;br /&gt;011101000111010101100001011011000110&lt;br /&gt;110001111001001000000111010001101111&lt;br /&gt;011011110110101100100000011101000110&lt;br /&gt;100001100101001000000111010001101001&lt;br /&gt;011011010110010100100000011101000110&lt;br /&gt;111100100000011001000110010101100011&lt;br /&gt;011011110110010001100101001000000111&lt;br /&gt;010001101000011010010111001100101100&lt;br /&gt;001000000110011101100101011101000010&lt;br /&gt;000001100001001000000110011001110101&lt;br /&gt;011000110110101101101001011011100010&lt;br /&gt;000001101100011010010110011001100101&lt;br /&gt;001000000110100001100001011010000110&lt;br /&gt;0001001000000011101001000100&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-6172457042748938274?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=6172457042748938274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/6172457042748938274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/6172457042748938274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/02/010010010110011000100000011110010110.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-6769086334198686333</id><published>2008-01-15T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:10:16.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00181/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PICS FROM LAST FRIDAY'S&lt;br /&gt;BLARNEY STONE GONGSHOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was Rhianna's bday, and the occaision called for some celebration. Of the drunken variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Blarney Stone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historically.... I've never done well at the Blarney Stone. I always get wrecked everytime I go there! Last friday was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle and I went to scott rd skytrain stn, where I took 3 good swigs of tequila and met up with Kevin and Brad. We head downtown to the Blarney Stone, and meet &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00181/image00016.jpg"&gt;Shani&lt;/a&gt; in the lineup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we get in, I got a vodka &amp;amp; red bull and.... that was pretty much the last drink I bought. Kyle kept feeding me &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00181/image00035.jpg"&gt;endless beers&lt;/a&gt; and before you know it I couldn't remember shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I remember, ummm... _____________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I remember Rhianna &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00181/image00092.jpg"&gt;passing out for a while&lt;/a&gt;, and the girls &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00181/image00056.jpg"&gt;making out&lt;/a&gt;, and meeting one of &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00181/image00094.jpg"&gt;Rhianna's friends&lt;/a&gt; who was greek whose name I had forgotten like 7 times. Then Brad kept saying how I looked like Roberto Luongo.... and then some &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00181/image00125.jpg"&gt;random chick&lt;/a&gt; came up to me saying I was in a band or something?? And tried to get me to go up on the stage.... I ran outside and couldn't find Kyle Kevin or Brad anywhere, so I stumbled around the area eventually running into Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the gongshow at the Blarney Stone one would think that the night would end? Nope.... we missed the last skytrain and &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00181/image00126.jpg"&gt;wandered around downtown&lt;/a&gt;. The next 2 hours were packed full of events, from a flying doobie to McDick's to the search for Kyle's wallet (mission failed) to mushroomy ride home on the night bus..... yeah it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val Erin and I watched Pan's Labyrinth (on blu-ray) over the weekend, it was beautiful. Wow it's definitely not a kids movie either.... that one sewing scene (you'll know it when you see it) had both the girls &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00182/image00003.jpg"&gt;hiding from the TV&lt;/a&gt;! (Whoa, did you see that?? I pulled a pic from a FUTURE photo gallery!). Anyways yeah it was definitely all I was expecting and even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-6769086334198686333?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=6769086334198686333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/6769086334198686333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/6769086334198686333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/01/pics-from-last-fridays-blarney-stone.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-8257277165080131648</id><published>2008-01-14T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:11:10.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow man, I should update this thing more often, now that it works again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-8257277165080131648?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=8257277165080131648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8257277165080131648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/8257277165080131648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/01/wow-man-i-should-update-this-thing-more.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-500723653486934765</id><published>2008-01-08T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:28:01.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youpieceofshit.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GUESS WHO'S BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also booking the Hick's Lake group campsite for this summer, due to high demand for a good time. Last year's camping trip was the shit and then some, so naturally more people want to go this year. Stay tuned for more info!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-500723653486934765?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=500723653486934765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/500723653486934765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/500723653486934765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/01/guess-whos-back-im-also-booking-hicks.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-5871557081198694340</id><published>2008-01-02T22:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:55:50.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY! It's news story time! Cause I know how all you out there give multiple shits about current events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22333518/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPERM COULD POWER NANOBOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.... leaps and advances in technology never cease to baffle me. Imagine going back in time and telling George Orwell that we're jizzing out robots in the future. Imagine the books he would write, oh dear god. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if this whole powered-by-spurm thing works and nanotechnology can be used to cure disease and cancer..... ummm how would it work for women? It's not like they produce sperm, so they'd miss out on the benefits of this recent discovery! Unless it like.... somehow found its way in there.... either orally, vaginally, or anally??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the scientists who came up with this plan are either geniuses or have never gotten laid and want an excuse to give someone a cock suppository.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.slurrey.com/images/nadflundars.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS POST HAD BEEN BROUGHT TO YOU BY NAD FLUNDARS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-5871557081198694340?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=5871557081198694340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/5871557081198694340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/5871557081198694340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/01/hey-its-new-story-time-cause-i-know-how.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-3657007080089654994</id><published>2008-01-01T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:16:39.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's been another year and slurrey's still kickin'!&lt;br /&gt;Of course it would be, I plan on running this goddamn site until the internet is obsolete. Until everyone has wi-fi brain implants and telepathically MSNing and sending porn to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a future where someone can beam &lt;a href="http://www.2girls1cup.com/"&gt;2girls1cup&lt;/a&gt; directly into your mind. We're one year closer to that future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00180/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PICS FROM NEW YEARS 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pffff new years plans? Who needs them! 5 or 6 parties people may or may not throw? That's good enough plans for us these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Vuv, Ash, Matt, David, and Christina had made plans to have dinner at Earl's at 6:30. They didn't take reservations that night, so we get there and are told that it was a 2 and a half hour wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK! We just went and ate at Boston Pizza instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two main things that coulda happened were a party at Marko's friend's house, and if that fell through a party at Tracy and Cory's. Murphy's law dictated that both of those plans would fail, and they did :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily one of Kyle's friends was throwing a party, and invited us. Val and I left BP and went an picked up Erin and Eric, then punched the address of the house into my GPS. It took us through a variety of places.... we got kinda worried when the route started leading us towards bridgeview though :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We end up in a nice neighborhood by where Brophy lives, and hoooboy... out of all the people we know, we were the first ones at this party. Fuck walking into a party not knowing anyone, we were gonna drink in the car till the rest of our friends arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take too long for everyone else to show up, we go into the party and there was &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00180/image00048.jpg"&gt;food&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00180/image00078.jpg"&gt;fooseball table&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00180/image00045.jpg"&gt;PS3&lt;/a&gt;, good ingredients for a rockin party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol-wise, I was drinking &lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00180/image00047.jpg"&gt;napoleon brandy and chasing it with fireball&lt;/a&gt;. Then the brandy started tasting like shit so I stuck to the fireball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got drunk and had fun and had a happy new year.... two of them actually, no one knew who's clock was right so we had 2 countdowns. Slurrey style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good night considering we didn't have plans until like 8 pm!! Doesn't beat last years crazy Dudley party though.... my god that was insane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-3657007080089654994?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=3657007080089654994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/3657007080089654994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/3657007080089654994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2008/01/well-its-been-another-year-and-slurreys.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-5732432812208502659</id><published>2007-12-31T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T12:50:49.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here comes 2008!&lt;br /&gt;I'm always asked if I have any resolutions for the new year. I say of course, mine is 1680 x 1050.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making new years resolutions is freakin shtupid. If you want to improve yourself, why wait till the end of the year to do it?? Get off your lazy ass and quit procrastinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This inspirational post has been brought to you by me finally fixing slurrey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-5732432812208502659?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=5732432812208502659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/5732432812208502659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/5732432812208502659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2007/12/here-comes-2008-im-always-asked-if-i.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-153608915009289807</id><published>2007-12-30T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T17:48:08.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Test!?!?&lt;br /&gt;HOPE THIS WORKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-153608915009289807?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=153608915009289807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/153608915009289807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/153608915009289807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2007/12/test-hope-this-works.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672801.post-4174889408897266920</id><published>2007-12-27T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T17:47:36.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slurrey.com/gallery/00179/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PICS FROM MARK/JESSKER'S PARTY AND XMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday Eric and I went and saw Vanessa sing at the Wired Monk in Vancouver, then went to Mark and Jessika's apartment for a wee bit of partyin! It was fun shtuff, oh yes it was!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on monday I had to do some last minute xmas shoopin'! Jessika came with me and we went to guildford mall, Blockbuster Video and Winners, and I finished xmas shoppin no problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a little something for myself at the mall.... the telus booth was right there so I grabbed myself.... an HTC Touch phone. It was free with a 3 year contract, so why the fuck not! Goodbye Razr, you served me well (considering you're the only phone I hadn't thrown against a wall yet.... then again I'd be scared to anyways, lest it slice through a support beam or something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how awesome this phone is, especially with Telus' unlimited data plan for just $15/mnth.... something like that is unheard of!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other great things you can do with this phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Surf the net&lt;br /&gt;- Use MSN&lt;br /&gt;- Take pics and video&lt;br /&gt;- Weather updates&lt;br /&gt;- Sync your contacts to outlook on your computer&lt;br /&gt;- Voice recorder&lt;br /&gt;- Microsoft Office&lt;br /&gt;- Email Client&lt;br /&gt;- Calendar and Alerts&lt;br /&gt;- MP3 player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hacked the shit out of it and installed way better software, now I can:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Surfe the net on a GOOD browser (Opera mobile)&lt;br /&gt;- Watch youtube videos (fullscreen) and download them!&lt;br /&gt;- Watch divx movies&lt;br /&gt;- Use a photoshop-like paint program&lt;br /&gt;- Automatically update everyone in my contact lists' photo with their current facebook photo!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Text messages that look like chat windows&lt;br /&gt;- ETC ETC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one flaw? It has worse reception than my Razr did, but if you turn off the screen while talking it'll work way better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah later on monday I met up with El Valito and we exchanged presents. I got her a fancy new glass desk, an R4DS flash cartridge, and 3 DVD movies she really wanted. Plus some gross soap candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got me a Garmin Nuvi 250 GPS and The Matrix Ultimate Trilogy on HD-DVD. Fucking AWESOME x AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day was the usual family thang, big dinner and all! It fuckin snowed too! Who's ever heard of a white christmas in Vancouver? It usually rains every christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing day I was gonna go shopping early, but sleep (something I was lacking lately) sounded way better than spending money (something else I've been lacking lately). I went to future shop later on and bought a new PSP Slim, for only $169 they're a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on I went and saw &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alien Vs Predator: Requiem&lt;/span&gt; with a bunch of people. Calling that movie a piece of shit would be a compliment. At least it wasn't as awful as I thought it was gonna be, but goddamn there were some head-shaking moments in that film!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck how do movies like this get made and Halo doesn't? It's so hard these days to not be exposed to cinematic fecal matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672801-4174889408897266920?l=www.slurrey.com%2Findex.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672801&amp;postID=4174889408897266920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/4174889408897266920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672801/posts/default/4174889408897266920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.slurrey.com/2007/12/pics-from-markjesskers-party-and-xmas.php' title=''/><author><name>MiKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167702173388333399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13534882563292388641'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>