<?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-16701659</id><updated>2010-01-16T12:16:20.352Z</updated><title type='text'>Matt Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my Blog.  The place where I will transfer my vast knowledge of knowing onto the world wide web.

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-7129765026893656576?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/7129765026893656576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=7129765026893656576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/7129765026893656576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/7129765026893656576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2010/01/still-not-figured-it-out.html' title='Still Not Figured It Out'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-8427741479364905745</id><published>2010-01-13T00:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:53:10.140Z</updated><title type='text'>Christmas CD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt; &lt;style&gt; v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} w\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceType"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceName"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;} a:link, span.MsoHyperlink  {color:blue;  text-decoration:underline;  text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed  {color:purple;  text-decoration:underline;  text-underline:single;} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So. This is my Christmas CD for this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/uploaded_images/untitled-764104.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/uploaded_images/untitled-764104.bmp" style="'width:240pt;height:180.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\MATTAS~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" href="http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/uploaded_images/untitled-764083.bmp"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/uploaded_images/untitled-779093.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 433px;" src="http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/uploaded_images/untitled-779067.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Here is the whys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beautiful Days - Venus&lt;br /&gt;This song is on the soundtrack for a beautifully shot but rather strange film called Immortal.  It was one of those songs that fit so well into the film, it reminded me of the cover of Coldplay's Scientist in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Wicker&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Park&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.  Beautiful Days is an awesome song, and I love the fact that as it is song by a group who do not speak English as their first language they have rhymed some very strange words. 'Days' and 'place' rhyme lovely as do 'made' and 'fake' Brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;This song sounds great played really, really loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All These Things That I've Done - The Killers&lt;br /&gt;I have always liked this, as silly as some of the lyrics are, but it was after seeing Southland Falls, where Justin Timberlake enjoys a drug induced episode with this song that I really loved it. Check it out:  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9v9utOMX4hU"&gt;You Tube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best bit of the whole film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You Can't Count On Me - Counting Crows.&lt;br /&gt;I realised, after burning the CD that this song is on last years CD too.  I'm pretty sure that that says more about me than it does about the song, but its still pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wisdom Teeth - Frank Turner.&lt;br /&gt;I love Frank Turner. So many of his songs seemed to be about my life.  But I'd have to say that this song pretty much sums me up to perfection. Sad, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When You Find Me - Joshua Radin&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Radin is amazing. A couple of my best ever memories are accompanied by his songs. This is a relatively new one that I found and it is excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I Will Follow You Into The Dark - Death Cab For Cutie.&lt;br /&gt;An incredibly depressing song on one hand, and an amazing declaration on the other. You decide which is more apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Falling Slowly - Glen Hansard &amp;amp; Marketa Irglova.&lt;br /&gt;I first heard this song at New Ash Green Open Mike and instantly loved it.  It wasn't till I got home I realised it was sung by the lead singer of The Frames(not at open mike you understand, but originally), a band I've loved for over ten years.  It is on the sound track to a bloody brilliant film called 'Once' that I could not more strongly recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Let It Be Me - Ray LaMontagne.&lt;br /&gt;A sentiment that I'm sure we have all felt at one time in our lives. Great tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I Am John - Lonely, Dear.&lt;br /&gt;This was an i-Tunes single of the week that I downloaded and never got round to listening to for ages. When I finally did listen to it, I found it incredibly catchy and even though half the time you can't understand what they guy is saying I still thought it was great. So listen to it and enjoy, even if you have no idea what its about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. District Sleeps Alone Tonight - Frank Turner.&lt;br /&gt;Another Frank Turner tune, although this is a cover of a Postal Service song. It reminds me of a time in October 2008 in fact, but fuck it, I thought it deserved to be on my CD as I've listened to it a shit load this year, so there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Reason Why - Rachael Yamagata.&lt;br /&gt;This is a great song. And I have fond memories of singing it with a brilliant friend at the end of a very alcohol fuelled night. It will always remind me of that night and them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Anyone Else But You - Michael Cera &amp;amp; Ellen Page.&lt;br /&gt;This is from a great film called Juno. It is sung by the two main characters. I love the raw, slightly shit quality of it as it goes so well with the honesty of the words. You can't take life to the studio and clean it up to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Samson - &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Regina&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; Spektor.&lt;br /&gt;Heard her at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Glastonbury&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Brilliant. I love this track for the first line alone - 'You are my sweetest downfall.' Cracking line full of so much emotion and it transports me somewhere I'll keep to myself thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The Universal - Blur.&lt;br /&gt;Saw them for the second time at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Glastonbury&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; this year and they were Fucking amazing. So much energy and emotion for a band that rode the Brit Pop revolution to the top when I was trying to become a grown up 13 years ago. This song was one of many I could have chosen. Can't really say why this one, but I do love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The Road - Frank Turner.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I didn't realise I'd put three Frank Turner songs on here till just now! This is a cracking song, and the fact that it says 'To the south' (which anyone who knows me, knows is a favourite phrase of mine) makes it even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I Bet You Look Good On The Dance Floor - Arctic Monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I bet you do, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Dance, Dance - Fall Out Boy.&lt;br /&gt;I remember two of my friends dancing to this in my living room. A memory that makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Killing In The Name Of - Rage Against The Machine.&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved this song. It is part of my youth. I remember dancing to it 16 years ago in a French campsite bar in my combat boots, pissing off a lot of French kids in flip flops. I remember that when this came on in the Indie Club in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Gillingham&lt;/st1:place&gt;, we all knew that there was gonna be one hell of a mosh pit / fight. I love the fact that it was chosen to go up against X-Factor by some random guy, and I love that it won. It made my Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is my Christmas CD line up. I hope you like it, or to be honest I don't really mind if you do or not. I like it and as far as I'm concerned that's all that really matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently compiling an Album Of The Decade(In CAPITALS no less!) I have asked a number of people to give me their song of the decade and I will put them all together in one album. So far I have five, which to be fair is a bit shit. So if you have a song of the decade, send it to me and I'll wack it on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy and I'll see you around, or asquare, depending on your feelings on the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Earlies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending where you are I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-8427741479364905745?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/8427741479364905745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=8427741479364905745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/8427741479364905745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/8427741479364905745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2010/01/christmas-cd.html' title='Christmas CD'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-2971088367254240048</id><published>2010-01-09T02:32:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:10:43.101Z</updated><title type='text'>So there you go.</title><content type='html'>I really don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I will give you the playlist for my Christmas CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It contains 18 tunes that I have enjoyed during the last 12 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am not saying that these songs are the best tunes of 2009, just that I like them, so fuck you, I've put them on a CD for people to hear or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm being honest, I don't really give a shit either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-2971088367254240048?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/2971088367254240048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=2971088367254240048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/2971088367254240048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/2971088367254240048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2010/01/so-there-you-go.html' title='So there you go.'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-3417163584316405093</id><published>2010-01-09T01:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:48:16.023Z</updated><title type='text'>How Your Life Is Lived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;So. This is my first post since the new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Its been snowing like crazy and I've been working full time this week, which is cool, cos I've been paid a fair wack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ignoring this, today I bought a sausage roll, and this reminded me of a guy I used to teach 7 years ago.  Every time we went to the bakers he would always demand a sausage roll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;He was one of my favourite people ever. He had issues like we all do. He caused a lot of people some issues but fuck that, I could always chill him out and I could always get him to do what he needed to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway a couple of years after I taught him he went to a residential school which was cool. Unfortunately he died there about two years ago. Apparently they didn’t actually give a shit about him, so there you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;So this post is for him.  He was a lovely bloke and I loved having him in my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Whatever you are doing now Simon, I hope you are loving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-3417163584316405093?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/3417163584316405093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=3417163584316405093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/3417163584316405093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/3417163584316405093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2010/01/how-your-life-is-lived.html' title='How Your Life Is Lived'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-8189622995165555302</id><published>2009-12-28T01:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:08:14.435Z</updated><title type='text'>Fun And Games</title><content type='html'>Sometimes people….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No that's not right, ….At all times people….,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m not being funny but I know its not their fault, but this is how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is mine and I know, as its truly mine, to be fair, I will treat it like I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't accept others treating it the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m sort of sorry because no matter what I think, and no matter how I treat it, others should treat it like its brand new, like it’s a china shop minus the bull, and like they have just wandered into Shangri-La. That’s just how I feel, so therefore that's like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-8189622995165555302?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/8189622995165555302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=8189622995165555302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/8189622995165555302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/8189622995165555302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/12/fun-and-games.html' title='Fun And Games'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-8616933506518982055</id><published>2009-12-28T00:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:52:10.761Z</updated><title type='text'>La La La La</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I am talking a load of shit tonight, because, to be fair, who else will if not I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;There is a lot that needs to be said, and I can't say it all myself, but I can at least start it off, I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Everyone who is self aware, must, by now, realise that this world is going to shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And it doesn't matter what your religious (or Otherwise) beliefs are, people must realise that something must be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So come on. I'm not being funny, but seriously get your arse in gear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-8616933506518982055?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/8616933506518982055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=8616933506518982055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/8616933506518982055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/8616933506518982055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/12/la-la-la-la.html' title='La La La La'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-9083682550036980857</id><published>2009-12-28T00:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:30:21.908Z</updated><title type='text'>So This Is Christmas. And what have you done?</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CMATTAS%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;This is the first two lines from a cracking Christmas song by John Lennon a little while before he got shot by a nutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be fair, who really gives a shit these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so emotionally non-committal that to be honest, if it happened now, I fear that everyone would pretty much just pretend they hadn't noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can already hear you all pretesting that you, personally, would be really shocked, but I'm sorry, I just don't really believe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point here is to state that we are all so desensitised to what happens in the world, and that my fear is that eventually we really wont give a shit about anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't wont to be proved right.  But I'm not sure I wont be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-9083682550036980857?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/9083682550036980857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=9083682550036980857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/9083682550036980857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/9083682550036980857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/12/so-this-is-christmas-and-what-have-you.html' title='So This Is Christmas. And what have you done?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-2530263490261742911</id><published>2009-12-28T00:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:01:32.008Z</updated><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am sitting at my composter, and I'm looking at everyone in my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are great. Because whether I really know them, or actually care about them at all, it doesn't matter, cos these people are the people who end up at my house every time I have people back. And I've gotta see them as the people who are my people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, at one instant fills me with dread, but at the same instant fills me with hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Fuck everything, and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here and I KNOW that is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-2530263490261742911?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/2530263490261742911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=2530263490261742911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/2530263490261742911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/2530263490261742911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/12/today.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-432245002064806658</id><published>2009-12-27T23:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:03:02.316Z</updated><title type='text'>This is what you think it will be.</title><content type='html'>So there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrsitmas came and it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how I like it, to be fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a bit I will give you the first half of my Christmas Compact Disk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty cool if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its full of songs that have shaped my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say, there is one song that isn't on it that I've listen to alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That song is something I'll talk about sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love who I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-432245002064806658?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/432245002064806658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=432245002064806658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/432245002064806658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/432245002064806658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/12/this-is-what-you-think-it-will-be.html' title='This is what you think it will be.'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-3711136319523425515</id><published>2009-12-21T00:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:55:07.331Z</updated><title type='text'>Four your Sake    OR    Killing In The Name Of!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You know, I've got to a point in my life where it takes me more than 24 hours to recover from an alcohol fuelled evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If I get totally plastered one night, I'm still hammered the next day. I can not function with any real sense of normality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This is a serious problem really.  I now, not only can't remember what happened the night before, I also can't actually operate the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyway.  As we draw nearer to Christmas and the end of the year I tend to get more both intro and retro spective.  I tend to evaluate the past year, and to be fair, I'm never very impressed with what I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I always see a wasted year. Options that I should have taken and decisions I should have made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It always puts me in a negative frame of mind. So that everything I think about during this time tends to have a negative slant on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This is a real pain in the arse, cos seriously, who needs that kind of extra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;negativity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;in their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But that is how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyway.  Spurs won on Saturday, Forest and Newcastle won today, so its all good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Also I hate the Arse-nil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Live for today. Learn from mistakes you have made in the past, and use this knowledge to live your life like you should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Four what is a man, what has he got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If not himself, then he has nought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To say the things he truly feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And not the words of one who kneels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The record shows I took the blows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And did it my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That's there and that is how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So there you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:  Killing In The Name Of is Christmas Number One!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is fucking AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/16701659-3711136319523425515?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/3711136319523425515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=3711136319523425515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/3711136319523425515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/3711136319523425515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/12/four-your-sake-or-killing-in-name-of.html' title='Four your Sake    OR    Killing In The Name Of!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-5577157718708022578</id><published>2009-12-20T04:21:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:51:27.382Z</updated><title type='text'>Free, Three, And there it is.</title><content type='html'>Well there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now today I'm here and I'm finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-5577157718708022578?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/5577157718708022578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=5577157718708022578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/5577157718708022578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/5577157718708022578'/><link rel='alternate' 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To? Too? True?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well. T'was a snow day today. Not quite as good as previous years in the fact that I did not get paid for this one but hey nevermind eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went sledging although unfortunately we couldn't find the Nova bonnet from last year, but to be fair it was still cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There is something about a hill covered in snow that transports me back to my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/uploaded_images/IMAG0238-716078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/uploaded_images/IMAG0238-715754.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And it was a weird feeling. For two hours today I completely forget about all the self inflicted worries and problems that comprise my life just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was free to do nothing but have pure unadulterated fun and I revelled in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Unfortunately as soon as I got home reality bit again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TRUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its never been something I've ever really worried about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I trust so few people that I've rarely been let down.  I've known many people who have found it hard to trust anyone because they have been betrayed by people they thought they could trust, and to be fair I've been that betrayer more than once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But trust is so important in life. If you feel like you can't trust anyone then you have my compassion, because not being able to trust anyone must be nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have a small group of people that I trust with my life, and I rely on them more than they could probably ever know. Without them I would just completely self distruct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I say all this because I maybe take trust for granted. And I really shouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I listened to this earlier, and maybe its apt and maybe its not.  Either way I like it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is how it works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You're young until you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You love until you don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You try until you can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You laugh until you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You cry until you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And everyone must breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Until their dying breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No, this is how it works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You peer inside yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You take the things you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And try to love the things you took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And then you take that love you made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And stick it into some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Someone else's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pumping someone else's blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And walking arm in arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You hope it don't get harmed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But even if it does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You'll just do it all again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On The Radio &lt;/strong&gt;-  Regina Spektor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is the second of my 12 Blogs of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And this is me leaving to grab another beer, because I feel like getting drunk tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Catch you on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-5198030266227288466?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/5198030266227288466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=5198030266227288466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/5198030266227288466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/5198030266227288466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/12/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title='Two? 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True?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-1088987259778009085</id><published>2009-12-18T01:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:02:41.255Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general meanderings'/><title type='text'>Its About Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I figured I should start blogging again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So this is the first of my 12 blogs of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Obviously I don't want to go crazy on the first one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If I totally nailed it the first day, what would I follow it with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So this is a pretty low key post, just to ease you back into Matt's Blogasticalationismness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've spawned a new word that will be used for countless generations. What more do you want for a beginning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now I'm thinking I've gone too far. But Fuck it, I have always been accused of pushing the boundaries of collective consciousness to a new level and I can't stop now can I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Or possibly I'm full of shit.  I'm never sure which is the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Time will tell I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I will see you shortly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Or… Shortly, I will see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Or… Will I see you shortly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Or… Shortly, you, I will see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Or… Jäger Bombs? At the club? On a School night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-1088987259778009085?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/1088987259778009085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=1088987259778009085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/1088987259778009085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/1088987259778009085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/12/its-about-time.html' title='Its About Time'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-1896810927220014872</id><published>2009-07-10T00:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:59:28.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thing About Life</title><content type='html'>You know, the thing about life is, that it always surprises you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-1896810927220014872?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/1896810927220014872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=1896810927220014872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/1896810927220014872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/1896810927220014872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/07/thing-about-life.html' title='The Thing About Life'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-7240992628420404617</id><published>2009-06-05T00:02:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:32:32.862+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retrospective mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general meanderings'/><title type='text'>Things, Stuff, And The Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; 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Not entirely sure where the last year went, but go it did. Its been a strange 12 months for me. Full of different emotions and events. I have found myself at a bit of a loss what to do for large periods, which I know from past experience living my life, is not a good thing for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done some things I regret, as I always do, I have done some things that I never thought I would and I have had some fun. And now looking back over this period of time I am trying to work it all out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusions? Not really. But I can say that I always used be proud of the fact, that I always acted in a logical way. Everything I did, I did for a clearly defined, logical reason. The problem I am faced with now though, is the fact that over the last year, most of what I have done, has left logic far behind. I have acted impulsively, with little thought for anyone or anything else. It is a strange feeling to have, one I haven't felt since I was 18.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time, I know, to reel it back in, but I have to be honest and say that it has been a strangely liberating time. As I have always said 'thinking too much fucks you up.' But what I have learnt over the last year is that 'not thinking enough also puts you in a similar situation.' (not quite as catchy I know)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made my bed and so I will lie in it. I am back to logical thinking but I know that although I am not perfect, neither is anyone else. And I can live with that. Time to draw a line in the sand and let the past be the past and look towards the future.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, maybe I'm actually better off.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, as always, will tell, I guess.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lates.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-7240992628420404617?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/7240992628420404617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=7240992628420404617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/7240992628420404617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/7240992628420404617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/06/things-stuff-and-rest.html' title='Things, Stuff, And The Rest'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-4181481667283613899</id><published>2009-05-28T20:26:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:34:27.242+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tosh'/><title type='text'>On My Way</title><content type='html'>Its been over six months since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been stuck in a position where I've been wanting to write something, but haven't been sure where to start and more importantly, where to end up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a pain, and I've got to the point now where I'm thinking, fuck it,  I'll just start typing and keep going till I have finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should write about what's been on my mind for the last few months, but I'm not quite there yet. So for now, this pointless rant will have to do and will hopefully go some way to helping ease the feeling of blog inactivity that has been troubling me for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell I guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-4181481667283613899?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/4181481667283613899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=4181481667283613899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/4181481667283613899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/4181481667283613899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2009/05/on-my-way.html' title='On My Way'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-5352648174305407845</id><published>2008-11-11T01:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:38:13.098Z</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes life works out how you expected it to. Sometimes it doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Neither of these is better all the time, cause sometimes you expect the worst and something excellent happens. And of course sometimes you expect everything will be cool and it ends in shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Within me there has always been a battle between the optimistic and pessimistic sides of my (for lack of a better word) soul. Sometimes, such as during my time as a student, the optimistic side was on top, at others, such as (unsurprisingly), immediately after I left university, my pessimistic side has been in ascendency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I don't tend to swing so noticeably from one to the other, I usually have 'O' days and 'P' days every now and again and spend the rest of the time in a state  I've just decided as pessimistically optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, for various reason, some completely out of my control, others very much a result of my actions, I find myself pretty firmly in the realm of the pessimist.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its not always a bad place to be. You often find yourself shielded from disappointments, because you are already expecting them when they arrive.  But its not a great way to live your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has to be said that this is an amazing world. It is as much full of wonders, excitements and beauty as it is full of despair, pain and the rest, perhaps more so.  But living as a pessimist often means you don't see these things, or you ignore them when they come your way, choosing instead to look at the negatives rather than the positives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a light at the end of my tunnel.  I can see my life after pessimism.  I'll get through it and move on, of that I have no doubt.  So maybe the pessimistic side hasn't completely taken control!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I wish the same for everyone else who is feeling they are on the 'P' side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Strangely this post started off going in a completely different direction.  Funny how your sub-conscious takes over every now and again when you aren’t paying attention!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-5352648174305407845?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/5352648174305407845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=5352648174305407845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/5352648174305407845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/5352648174305407845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2008/11/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-44729692518623940</id><published>2008-10-28T16:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:05:53.184Z</updated><title type='text'>Regrets?</title><content type='html'>There are those who say that life is too short for regrets. I think that's bollocks. I mean, I don't think you should get obsessed by your regrets and let them take over your life, but I do think regrets are important for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should guide your life. Be they small regrets like 'I should not have stayed up so late on a School night' or massive regrets that make you sick in your stomach when you think about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a firm believer in learning from my mistakes and I have made some fucking huge ones. I wont dismiss them as par for the course, I will worry about them, and I will dissect them to ensure I don't repeat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far the worst thing about mistakes is the effect they have on others. It’s the lack of thought towards other people that really sickens me about my mistakes. But wallowing in self-pity is not the answer. You make a mistake; you have to deal with it. Regret it, rebuild bridges, re-earn trust and learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apologise as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-44729692518623940?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/44729692518623940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=44729692518623940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/44729692518623940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/44729692518623940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2008/10/regrets.html' title='Regrets?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-7456416573056222906</id><published>2008-10-04T00:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T01:15:26.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What, Where, Who, How And Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Not sure where the last couple of months have gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Seems to me that the winter seems to creep up on us these days. After the summer has completely failed to show its face that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Its starting to get colder, the sun is going down earlier and earlier and the clocks haven't even gone back yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Its three weeks till half term, and I am really looking forward to getting away from here for a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Life is a confusing animal. I have always been a person who is very good at adapting to my circumstances. Who will just get on within the situation I find myself. But I've got to a point where I've had enough of it. I no longer want to just survive half happily in an environment I feel I don't belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;But the main problem I am faced with, is that I doubt my ability to do anything about this. I worry that I may just keep my head down, doing nothing, living the easy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Cos that's the thing, its so much easier to just go with the flow, just accept life as it is and do nothing about it, for doing something about, it takes effort and I'm not sure I will be arsed to produce it. A fantastic friend of mine has escaped. She had a goal, a light at the end of her tunnel, and she was determined to reach it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;But I'm not convinced that I have that determination. And that concerns me. I guess time will tell eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I’ll let you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;Lates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Matt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-7456416573056222906?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/7456416573056222906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=7456416573056222906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/7456416573056222906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/7456416573056222906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2008/10/what-where-who-how-and-why.html' title='What, Where, Who, How And Why'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-1636911879301663611</id><published>2008-08-05T23:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:15:17.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping Or Falling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;That's the question I'm debating.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having left teaching after four and a something years for a seven month break from the education sector before I return to it in September, I have been thinking about the choices we make in life and the reasons behind them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are lucky enough to know exactly want they want to do with their lives early on.  Whether that is a purely money based career path, a satisfaction and excitement based lifestyle, or even just a loafing around enjoying themselves as much as they can route, these people have goals, and dreams, they can look to the future and state 'that is where I want to be in ten years.'  I envy these people to some extent.  They are definitely on the jumping side of this debate.  They make conscious decisions with their end plan as a basis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm much more of the falling kind.  I had no idea want I wanted to do with my life, and am still not 100% convinced.  I fell in to teaching due to a lack of anything else to do.  Now don't get me wrong, I love a lot about teaching and my time at my previous School contained some of the best times of my life.  I am also really looking forward to the challenge that September will bring.  But I have these niggling doubts every now and then, a little voice in my head that asks 'Do you really want to be doing this for the rest of your working life?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. I quite understand that I'm being a little over dramatic here. Because who hasn't at one point in their lives asked that same question?  My concern is that if the answer becomes NO! then I may well be completely screwed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Enough of that.  I was thinking the same question can apply to the relationships we have,  although the lines are not so distinct. There are couples who, together, jump wholeheartedly into relationships with clear joint goals in mind.  They build their lives around each other and these targets.  I know a few couples like this and they are fantastic.  That is not to say however that relationships like these always work. Sadly they often don't.  People and situations are forever evolving and what may have originally been one goal will often split into two that can pull couples apart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then are times when people will fall into relationships, for such reasons as loneliness, boredom, dissatisfaction or just the need to be loved.  It might be the quick fix for something that's not working, or may be a way to escape a difficult situation. These can often be intense, heated and passionate.  A flash grenade to the 'jumpers' maglite,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;they will often explode.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But having said that, conversely, they can develop into something exceptional and long lasting (controlled forest fire? maybe not!).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally (in my simplistic rule book anyway), there is the mix of the two. On one side someone ready to jump into a solid relationship and on the other a 'faller', someone who not really looking for anything but finding themselves drawn in by the feeling or hope that this may help them escape wherever they currently find themselves.  Now I'm sure that relationships like this must work out at times.  But I would say that for the most part they are doomed to fail.  Not to say that they cannot be passionate, exciting and comforting for both sides, but there is surely an immediate conflict of interests, two forces pulling in different directions. And when they tear themselves apart they is the possibility of great damage for both sides.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced all of these types of relationship, and I have to say that I only regret being the faller to a jumper. If that makes any sense then good work you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has pretty much run away with itself. Apologies if you have read it all, because I suspect you are now thinking you've just wasted precious minutes reading a bunch of tosh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind eh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always tomorrow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: navy;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Maybe tomorrow...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-1636911879301663611?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/1636911879301663611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=1636911879301663611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/1636911879301663611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/1636911879301663611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2008/08/jumping-or-falling.html' title='Jumping Or Falling?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-7424543514671089038</id><published>2008-07-07T21:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:12:08.062+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retrospective mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general meanderings'/><title type='text'>Time And How We Spend It</title><content type='html'>Its been five and bit months since I last posted on here.  I'm worse than even The Floop seems to be at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking about what has happend since 23rd January. Depending on how you look at it, either not much or crap loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It supposed to be summer now, and although as I am writing this I have my back door open,  it has been pishing it down for the last few hours.  I'm getting quite sick of the crap weather in this country. Think I need to get away somewhere hot for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been back in New Ash Green now for nearly eight years, and decided to put a cap on it at ten.  By then I'm gonna be gone. Decision made and now its out there so it just gonna have to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-7424543514671089038?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/7424543514671089038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=7424543514671089038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/7424543514671089038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/7424543514671089038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2008/07/time-and-how-we-spend-it.html' title='Time And How We Spend It'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-586470620260500732</id><published>2008-01-23T00:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:32:45.266Z</updated><title type='text'>A Quicky</title><content type='html'>Just to let anyone who doesn't / didn't know that Tottenham Hotspurs beat the gooner scum (that's Arsenil to anyone who is confused / a girl) 5-1 tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to let you know that I am very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt The Hat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-586470620260500732?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/586470620260500732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=586470620260500732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/586470620260500732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/586470620260500732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2008/01/quicky.html' title='A Quicky'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-1223665047487824604</id><published>2008-01-15T00:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:27:09.959Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retrospective mood'/><title type='text'>Fork, Crossroads or Precipice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;There are times in your life that involve choices.  Some of them that involve very simple decisions such as, 'Shall I go to the pub and have a beer' or 'What shall I wear today',  but there are also others that are far more complex such as, 'Is it all worth it?' and 'Shall I keep going, or shall I give up?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Decisions are difficult at the best of times. But if your judgement is clouded either by trivial things such as being drunk, or more pressing issues such as 'What do I actually want to do with my life?' then they can become a serious obstacle that sometimes you don't think you can overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm not sure what the answer to this problem is.  I guess I have always tried to work out what will make me the happiest, or what will give me the most satisfaction,  but then I often end up deciding on that which will make me happiest in the short term and decide to ignore the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Its a fucker of a problem.  Because taking the easy way out has often been my philosophy, but from personal experience I can tell you that eventually you get to a point where you have to say enough is enough - I have to think about the future and hope its not too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I think what we all need is someone very wise that we can speak to.  Someone that has done it all, made all the mistakes but has lived to tell the tale, and has also found their way eventually.  And you know what?  One day I’d like to be that person.  But time will tell as it always does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;.&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/16701659-1223665047487824604?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/1223665047487824604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=1223665047487824604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/1223665047487824604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/1223665047487824604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2007/12/fork-crossroads-or-precipice.html' title='Fork, Crossroads or Precipice'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-391926521505976730</id><published>2007-12-24T14:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-24T14:04:49.169Z</updated><title type='text'>CD Comp Part One</title><content type='html'>So I've got myself another Christmas CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't care, but here is the first half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Half The World Away - Oasis.&lt;br /&gt;I have loved this song for quite a few years and I may well have shoved it on one of my other Christmas CDs but Freck it I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go To Hell - David Ford.&lt;br /&gt;This is off Mr Ford's new album and it rocks my serious socks off.  Full of passion and life. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Elvis Ain't Dead - Scouting For Girls.&lt;br /&gt;This song is one I love and it reminds me of a place I've been to. 'I wish It Was Me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Think About It, Think Think About It.&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about the Fight Of The Conchords?  They rock in all the right places. Long live them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I Wasn't Built To Get Up - The Supernaturals.&lt;br /&gt;There is not much I need to say about this tune. It may as well have been written about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Forever Young - Youth Group.&lt;br /&gt;This Song was recommended to me by Mr Chalkey-McChalk.  Its a great song about getting older and not wanting to, about wanting to live forever, and this is something I can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Let Me Out - Ben's Brother.&lt;br /&gt;Not entirely sure how or why I found Ben's Brother, but he/they are very cool. This song is my favourite off of their album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Everything I've Got - Iain Archer.&lt;br /&gt;Saw this fella at Greenbelt this year and he was very cool.  This is a great song, very mellow, very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Nowhere Man - The Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;I have loved this song for as long as I can remember.  It is classic Beatles and it makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-391926521505976730?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/391926521505976730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=391926521505976730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/391926521505976730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/391926521505976730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2007/12/cd-comp-part-one.html' title='CD Comp Part One'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701659.post-8390684290955238132</id><published>2007-11-26T23:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-16T14:28:40.739Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retrospective mood'/><title type='text'>Mortality.</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a strange weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Manchester on Friday and had a good time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at about half seven on Sunday evening, I found out that a guy who I went to School with had died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even do anything stupid like drink drive or overdose on whatever.  He just died of, from what I understand, was natural causes.  He was a really nice bloke and he will be hugely missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His death got me thinking, unsurprisingly, about my own mortality, and the fact that I am apparently no longer immortal.  This is not a good thing as I have lived the last twenty plus years assuming that I was actually going to live forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things like this tend to put your life into perspective. It makes you think, about how you interact with people, about those times when you've been regrettably harsh to someone, and about those times when you wanted to say something to someone, but didn't. &lt;br /&gt;Now living your life as if anyone and everyone is about to die any minute is not a productive way to exist, but I think there is definitely something to be said for treating everyday people like you may never see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nearly thirty years old.  But I will get there and I will get slowly older everyday, but my friend wont.  He will stay 29 for many years until the last person who knew him leaves this world. There are a lot of people missing him right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16701659-8390684290955238132?l=www.smalldogandstuff.com%2Fmatt' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/8390684290955238132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16701659&amp;postID=8390684290955238132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/8390684290955238132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16701659/posts/default/8390684290955238132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalldogandstuff.com/matt/2007/11/mortality.html' title='Mortality.'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07770439002392677514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17249486285031483465'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>