<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188</id><updated>2011-06-07T12:12:55.525+01:00</updated><title type='text'>blogzilla</title><subtitle type='html'>The Thought-Record of Liam Astley</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>286</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-3115915266313166607</id><published>2011-06-07T12:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T12:12:55.534+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so much like Humphrey Lyttleton this blog died three years ago. BUT there are things afoot in my brain that may lead to it being used again. They'll probably come to nothing but you never know.In the mean time, please go herehttp://clockflavour.tumblr.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/3115915266313166607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/3115915266313166607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2011/06/okay-so-much-like-humphrey-lyttleton.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-3494770477911192280</id><published>2008-04-30T23:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:37:58.819+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HUMPHREY LYTTELTON IS DEAD :(Maybe I should start off every post with an announcement about dead people I liked. Though there's not many celebrities/artists I actually like, thinking about it. And I doubt they'd agree to conveniently pop their clogs just before each of my posts. Ah well.Anyway I AM MOVING. To Manchester, the Capital of the North. I'm moving in with Tasha and Pete, and replacing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/3494770477911192280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/3494770477911192280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2008/04/humphrey-lyttelton-is-dead-maybe-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-4668058762188066089</id><published>2008-04-04T03:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T03:10:21.482+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Probably due to a surfeit of Coca Cola this evening I'm still awake but in that wired caffeine type way where you don't actually have any energy, just feel tired and listless. So in an attempt to kill some time I copied this survey off Dan to fill in. ENJOY-----------------------------Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?YesWhat kind of computer do have?A cranky old PC given to me in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/4668058762188066089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/4668058762188066089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2008/04/probably-due-to-surfeit-of-coca-cola.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-5935671019419578160</id><published>2008-03-05T23:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:55:03.769Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GARY GYGAX IS DEAD :(Cue websites full of "failed saving throw versus death" jokes.As I am sure you all know, G2 (as the kids on the street call him) was one of the chief creators of Dungeons &amp; Dragons and therefore of roleplaying games as a whole. For all its flaws and weird quirks (most of them coming from its origins in wargaming), D&amp;D was revolutionary in its time and still casts a long </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/5935671019419578160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/5935671019419578160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2008/03/gary-gygax-is-dead-cue-websites-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-7101999811206215051</id><published>2008-02-20T19:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-21T02:01:53.349Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still no luck on the job front but I'm still waiting to hear back from some NHS ones so maybe I'll score an interview there. It would be kind of funny working in the hospital where I was born.I've been watching Lost, the new season is going okay so far but I'm a bit concerned they're returning to the glacial pace of earlier mid-seasons. We've had three episodes now and barely a day's gone by in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/7101999811206215051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/7101999811206215051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2008/02/still-no-luck-on-job-front-but-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-5814208588638516223</id><published>2008-02-05T03:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:32:52.845Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know why I'm writing this now, I should be going to bed. In fact, I should be in bed. The more I let my bodyclock slide into the traditional twilight world of the doley/pothead/music journalist (please note I am the least offensive of those options) the more it's going to be a shuddering migraine-inducing gear change back to 9-to-5-land once I get a job again.And no bones about it, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/5814208588638516223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/5814208588638516223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-know-why-im-writing-this-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-3711932095025607556</id><published>2008-01-29T22:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T03:07:54.662Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So yeah I still haven't got a job. I am a bum. A low down dirty bum. However I did just eat some choux pastry so it's difficult to feel bad at the moment.Also this article made me do the LOLs this evening.I am currently sitting in my room in Charlbury which since losing my job is where I spend roughly 90% of my life. Aside from occasional visits to the shop and/or toilet, I could actually be one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/3711932095025607556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/3711932095025607556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-yeah-i-still-havent-got-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-3136107521390547393</id><published>2008-01-10T01:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:15:38.506Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What January would be complete without me doing a top 20 albums list that I will probably totally disagree with in six months time? Well looking at previous posts on here, last January apparently. But let's forget about that.For me 2007 was overall an OK year for music. There were a lot of good albums but not many great ones. And I noticed that most of the stuff I was listening to were new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/3136107521390547393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/3136107521390547393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-january-would-be-complete-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-4850460732541632753</id><published>2008-01-07T14:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-07T14:42:00.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ATPBad timingCowardiceDrugsEmbarrassmentFucking fuckers and the fucks that fuck themGlennHatIdiot idiot idiotJews For CheesesKamikaze heartLazinessMausNeoapatheticismOMGPrestonedQueer envyRegretsSUFconsTestosteroneUnemploymentVegetarian kebabWire, TheXenophobiaphobiaYou never even noticed, and why should youZOMGRoll on 2008, bitches</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/4850460732541632753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/4850460732541632753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2008/01/atp-bad-timing-cowardice-drugs.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-1472343479647761336</id><published>2007-06-30T23:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T17:42:54.834+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well it's been a while hasn't it? More than half a year. As always with my big gaps between blogging I think it's down to feeling like I haven't actually got anything to talk about. Not that anything on note's happened now, I just felt like I should mark the middle of the year.It's kind of scary to think that a year's now gone by since I moved down south, and nearly a year since I started working</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/1472343479647761336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/1472343479647761336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-its-been-while-hasnt-it-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-116412756899504408</id><published>2006-11-21T15:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:46:09.013Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Every year I am always surprised at how every year I am surprised at how dark it gets in the Winter. I mean, it happens every year. It's not like the planet was tilted differently when I was a kid. But it always freaks me out a bit. Anyway while I think I'm more of an Autumny Wintery person, there is something vaguely depressing about it being dark when you get up for work in the morning and dark</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/116412756899504408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/116412756899504408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/11/every-year-i-am-always-surprised-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-116290730983972996</id><published>2006-11-07T13:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-07T13:48:29.860Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uhhh yeah so Lost has been quite good so far though I have vague feelings in my gut that I may be starting to lose interest a bit. I dunno. Maybe they can get me back on-track with some more Giant Stone Foot action.After the Summer dry spell we're back in Happy American Download Land and along with Lost I'm watching BSG, Studio 60 and Heroes. Also catching up in fits and starts on Veronica Mars </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/116290730983972996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/116290730983972996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/11/uhhh-yeah-so-lost-has-been-quite-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-116187713072762267</id><published>2006-10-26T16:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T16:38:50.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Personality Neuroticism96Extraversion5Openness To Experience56Agreeableness33Conscientiousness1  Test Yourself Compare Yourself View Full ReportFind your soulmate / pysch twinMySpace Layouts and MySpace Layouts by Pulseware Survey Software</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/116187713072762267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/116187713072762267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-personality-neuroticism96extraversi.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-115335429562779458</id><published>2006-07-19T21:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T01:15:22.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jesus wept it is too fucking hot. As a former work colleague of mine used to say, "I'm sweating like a paedo in a creche". The one good thing about summertime is ladies wearing less clothes in public, and that becomes a moot point when it's so hot that when I try to leave the house all the moisture in my body immediately jets off my head in a plume of superheated steam. Apparently today is the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/115335429562779458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/115335429562779458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/07/jesus-wept-it-is-too-fucking-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-115194839771886812</id><published>2006-07-03T16:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T18:40:01.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My friend John has been predicting for the last few years that today the world is going to end, due to some dream/vision he had where an angel appeared and warned him about it. What a big freak.Well, not much seems to be going on so far. Of course, if you're some alien archaeologist reading this off a fossilised computer while investigating the ruins of an Earth that was destroyed by meteors at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/115194839771886812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/115194839771886812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-friend-john-has-been-predicting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-115055223384918290</id><published>2006-06-17T14:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T14:50:33.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well the final weekend in Lancaster+Preston came and went and I'm now some sort of protopermanent resident of Oxfordshire again. I went to see Corinthians play at the penultimate Feedback and later got to hear a dead dude's memorial in the form of a Stone Roses song. Some oddness happened but I didn't have time really to worry about it as I was then busy shifting boxes around for the next 48 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/115055223384918290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/115055223384918290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-final-weekend-in-lancasterpreston.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-114934790218416749</id><published>2006-06-03T15:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T16:18:22.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I like New York in June, how about you?Well, I'm not in the Big Apple, so I've made do with Oxfordshire instead. The Big Aubergine!Yep, after a couple of weeks kindly being put up (with) by WJ Hudson at his palatial Preston townhouse (having finally exited Hope Street) I am now back down in the family home again. The journey south was the usual hilarious catalogue of missed trains, broken heaters</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114934790218416749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114934790218416749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-like-new-york-in-june-how-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-114616046483608214</id><published>2006-04-27T18:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:54:24.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well it's been a bit of another desert crossing between blog posts on here. I suppose there's been quite a lot going on over the last month or so and I just never got round to sitting down and talking about it. Though generally I guess there's not a lot to say.The main big thing is my ever hilarious carcrash life antics. Basically due to fucking up my benefit money and then my rent as a result, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114616046483608214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114616046483608214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-its-been-bit-of-another-desert.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-114298535520568439</id><published>2006-03-20T23:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:55:55.276Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a pretty quiet weekend, I found myself entirely drained of cash so didn't go out on Friday and Saturday, did the staring-at-the-internet thing. On Sunday I met up with John and Glenn and we went to some laugh-a-minute war exhibition in the Harris Museum in Preston. Actually the museum trip overall was quite fun, they had weird bits and pieces there that were amusing. Like numbered boxes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114298535520568439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114298535520568439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-was-pretty-quiet-weekend-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-114229863040500600</id><published>2006-03-13T20:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-14T01:55:10.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The season two finale of Battlestar Galactica was a thing of beauty. While some of the events I saw coming did happen, they were just plot points in the episode rather than the basis of a cliffhanger like I'd suspected. What actually happened at the end took my breath away. BSG felt like it was floundering a bit around the middle of this season, compared to the tightness of the first season I was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114229863040500600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114229863040500600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/03/season-two-finale-of-battlestar.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-114107782996966083</id><published>2006-02-27T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:07:12.246Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They didn't have any Kung Po sauce in Asda ):I'm kind of glad in a way that I didn't go out on Friday after all, or go to Preston on Saturday, as I appear to now have no money left after buying food and paying for the cyberweb connection. So if I'd spunked money on beer this weekend I'd have even less no money.Hopefully I'll get my hands on some more cashmoney this week as I need a bit to oil my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114107782996966083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114107782996966083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/02/they-didnt-have-any-kung-po-sauce-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-114102065524071561</id><published>2006-02-26T14:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-27T06:31:06.510Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I didn't make it to the AIDS Wolf gig in the end, due to various fuck-ups. Cue a following day of reading comments on Prestone about how it was "the best gig ever" :(Oh well, I expect I'll survive. I suppose if I had gone I may have even walked away feeling a bit underwhelmed by all the awe evinced by everyone else. I tend to do that with gigs a bit. I like gigs. The concept of them, that is. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114102065524071561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114102065524071561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-didnt-make-it-to-aids-wolf-gig-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-114045500981099328</id><published>2006-02-20T15:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:09:37.473Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I forgot to mention yesterday that I did make it to Lauren's party in the end and had The Fun. There was a slightly weird mix of people ranging from apparently random teenage college kids to elderly family members, I guess me and Paul were somewhere in the middle. At about 3am I remembered I had a camera and took a few exciting photos. Poor Paul was dragged into some sort of whiskey drinking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114045500981099328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114045500981099328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-forgot-to-mention-yesterday-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-114037183089218003</id><published>2006-02-19T15:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-19T17:59:44.640Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uhhhh yeah so I quit the band, for reasons too terrifyingly dull to go into here. So I guess that's probably my brief flirtation with musicmaking dead in the gutter then. Ah well. I expect I was ahead of my time anyway!This of course leaves me with even more spare time on my hands. I seem to have been more or less roped into becoming Feedback's new poster designer so at least that's something to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114037183089218003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/114037183089218003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/02/uhhhh-yeah-so-i-quit-band-for-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113968249050595893</id><published>2006-02-11T18:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-11T18:28:10.516Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Odd quiz stolenoff Sian and KerstinAfter you die...Reincarnated as YourselfAfter death, you will be reborn again as yourself.  You will live the same life, unbeknownst to you.  However, you will have vivid moments of déjà vu, as you probably have now.    Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.comReincarnated as myself? That doesn't even make senseTonight I head off to Sunny Preston to go to Lauren's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113968249050595893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113968249050595893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/02/odd-quiz-stolenoff-sian-and-kerstin.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113960241469267018</id><published>2006-02-10T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-10T20:13:34.760Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah so the other day I found out Fiery Furnaces and Herman Dune and the Microphones are all playing at ATP as well! Then a couple hours later I found out all the tickets had sold out... :(I suppose it's just as well, I shouldn't really be trying to organise a trip to a £125 festival when I have trouble affording pasta at the moment. Still, it's bummed me out a bit. Oh well. I just hope Destroyer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113960241469267018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113960241469267018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/02/yeah-so-other-day-i-found-out-fiery.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113881668329503422</id><published>2006-02-01T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:02:38.170Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So maybe you were wondering how cold it is? Well, let me tell you. It is too cold. That is how cold it is.It's the second month of 2006 and, so far, no jetpacks. However, Lancaster now has an oriental-food-type place that is pretty cool. They sell Japanese sweeties! That is probably the most exciting news I have for the last thirty days. Never underestimate my excitement at cute stuff that is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113881668329503422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113881668329503422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-maybe-you-were-wondering-how-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113633474133809497</id><published>2006-01-03T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:32:21.430Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2006! Woohooooooo...Xmas overall was nice, a pretty relaxed and happy time at home. You can see some of the fascinating photos here if you so wish. I came back up North on the 28th, which turned out to be a bit of a helljourney. First off I realised I'd forgotten my keys. Both Christian and Julie were still away so I wouldn't actually be able to get into my home. Of course my plan was to go to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113633474133809497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113633474133809497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006-woohooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113571447894161854</id><published>2005-12-27T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-27T20:14:38.953Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know whether to be relieved or annoyed that I got a lower than average score Your      Ultimate Roleplaying Purity Score CategoryYour ScoreAverageHacklust49.06%Will kill for XP53.5% Sensitive Roleplaying55.7%"But what's my motivation for this scene?" 54.6%GM Experience60.14%Ran a module once or twice 69.5% Systems Knowledge82.49%Played in a couple of campaigns 90.4% Livin' La Vida </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113571447894161854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113571447894161854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dont-know-whether-to-be-relieved-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113554397935147432</id><published>2005-12-25T20:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:52:59.363Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Appropriated Secular Holiday!I'm back at Charlbury enjoying the luxuries of a life of toil, though I ended up getting here a day later than planned due to my pc blowing up. I anti-heart computers. Also, mobile phones. After finding out both my phone and its charger were broken, I scored another phone off Julie and then got a new charger as a Christmas present. And it doesn't fucking work. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113554397935147432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113554397935147432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-appropriated-secular-holiday-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113521575445089924</id><published>2005-12-22T01:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-22T01:42:34.463Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes Dinosaur Comics makes me do an actual LOL.TODAY WAS TOTALLY ONE OF THOSE DAYS.In other news, Christian's Xmas lunch was very nice, though as I suspected involved a preponderance of puddings. Pete turned up, drank two bottles of wine and got comically pissed, jabbering at length about dragonflies and heather to the rest of us, who were for the most part sober.Tomorrow I'm off to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113521575445089924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113521575445089924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/12/sometimes-dinosaur-comics-makes-me-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113491457951688308</id><published>2005-12-18T13:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T14:02:59.526Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I drawed a house!Personality test thing, like that pig one, that I stole off Chris.Apparently my house indicates  Your house tells the world that you ought to be a leader. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You are shy and reserved. If you've drawn a cross on each of windows, you always want to live alone. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113491457951688308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113491457951688308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-drawed-house-personality-test-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113487859679048194</id><published>2005-12-18T04:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T04:05:25.710Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well it's that time of night where I'm staring at a shiny screen, wondering why I can't sleep, and it occurs to me that I could be using this time to do useful stuff I fail to do during my punchdrunk sleep-deprived daylight hours. Like... make lists! Because obviously lists are very useful and important things. Second only to charts.Actually I lie, I'm not really a list/chart kind of guy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113487859679048194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113487859679048194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-its-that-time-of-night-where-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113280175795650530</id><published>2005-11-23T19:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-24T03:09:17.966Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Copied off Sian:I Live: in a shared house in LancasterI Work: on rare occasionI Talk: rubbish, mostlyI Wish: I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller...I Enjoy: drunken dancingI Look: at ladeezI Find: sharp objects on the floor with my bare feetI Smell: nothing, due to the combined effects of smoking and a coldI Listen: to music when I should be looking for jobsI Hide: my cowardice as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113280175795650530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113280175795650530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/11/copied-off-sian-i-live-in-shared-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113267792801462762</id><published>2005-11-22T16:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-22T16:45:28.026Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am diseased.At some point over the weekend I picked up what I can only assume to be SARS and have been feeling grotty for the last couple of days. Actually SARS is a bit last year isn't it, I should probably claim it's bird flu to look more hip with the virology crowd.Anyway we went to see Clap Your Hands Say Yeah in Liverpool last night, I had fun despite not being able to drink or smoke and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113267792801462762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113267792801462762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-diseased.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113184808807134045</id><published>2005-11-12T15:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-13T02:14:48.126Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ay yi yi, another weekend another hangover. Poor Sian may be dead in a ditch on route to her dad's, I think she had about an hour's sleep before having to get up in the morning to drive there. As for me I staggered home and went to sleep at about 7am, but then didn't resurface till 2pm. Paul appeared to be actually broken today, I think it may have been due to some highly suspicious "vodka blend"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113184808807134045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113184808807134045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/11/ay-yi-yi-another-weekend-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113124121830305299</id><published>2005-11-05T23:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-13T02:22:32.603Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I am back from the Amsterdamming, I had a nice time. You can see some exciting photos here. Had a nice evening out with Dean, at one point we went to a bar that had been converted from a bank and still had the big vault door thing down in the toilets. Actually it was in the ladies toilets, though I got to see it thanks to the lackadaisical attitude to toilet-signage the Dutch seem to have. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113124121830305299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113124121830305299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-i-am-back-from-amsterdamming-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-113008526647313437</id><published>2005-10-23T17:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T17:41:51.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Despite my bold claim in the previous entry, I didn't actually mention any TV shows did I? Cybertv has picked up a bit recently, although the ever-lovely BSG has stopped for some sort of weird mid-season holiday, there's a bunch of new stuff that I'm currently enjoying - the second seasons of Lost and Veronica Mars plus the final one of West Wing. I'm catching up on Carnivale, Arrested </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113008526647313437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/113008526647313437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/10/despite-my-bold-claim-in-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112967623546486632</id><published>2005-10-18T23:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T23:57:52.393+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not very good at this blogging business am I? I'm sure there used to be a time when I was at it every couple of days. Maybe I'm just imagining that. I suppose I just don't feel like there's anything particularly exciting or noteworthy in my life to make a point about... I usually just end up going on about a Superkings gig or some other band's gig or TV shows or apologising for not blogging </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112967623546486632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112967623546486632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-not-very-good-at-this-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112750196423699178</id><published>2005-09-23T17:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T19:59:24.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bah. I'm not going to be playing at the Okkervil River gigs. Oh well. It's my own fault, not getting ready in time - though the small matter of not having an instrument I can actually play on stage yet doesn't help. I should probably sort that one out. At home I use a midi keyboard thing that plugs into the pc, it's cool for creating various noises in my bedroom but obviously I can't drag my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112750196423699178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112750196423699178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/09/bah.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112708868539291217</id><published>2005-09-18T23:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T01:24:09.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I broke and got one of those Flikr things for putting photos onwww.flickr.com/photos/dogzillaI've been meaning for ages to organise the various photos I have on my pc, plus scan some older ones, but not got round to it, so this may be a better route to some sort of orderliness.I've got loads of random pictures sitting on my hard drive, but for this I've tried to stick to (mostly) photos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112708868539291217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112708868539291217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay-so-i-broke-and-got-one-of-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112687209554300336</id><published>2005-09-16T13:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T13:02:41.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    Advanced Global Personality Test Results     Extraversion |||||||||||||| 60%   Stability |||||||||| 36%   Orderliness |||||| 30%   Accommodation |||||| 30%   Interdependence |||||||||||||||| 70%   Intellectual |||||||||||||||| 70%   Mystical |||||| 23%   Artistic |||||||||||||||| 70%   Religious |||| 16%   Hedonism |||||||||||||||| 70%   Materialism |||||||||||||||||||| 83%   Narcissism |||| </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112687209554300336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112687209554300336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/09/advanced-global-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112644462012002446</id><published>2005-09-11T14:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T14:18:56.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blimey o'reilly, it's been a bit of a stretch since my last exciting missive hasn't it? Well, August came and went like a burglar through the window, leaving an empty safe and some worrying stains in the sock draw, and now September is upon us like a cynical and overly-inquisitive detective who suspects we faked it all for the insurance claim. He's seen our type before.A week after my birthday it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112644462012002446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112644462012002446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/09/blimey-oreilly-its-been-bit-of-stretch.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112413008222295705</id><published>2005-08-15T19:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T19:21:22.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is my birthday!Though today is fairly low-key, the main event was on Saturday when I had my 1920s/30s party.You can see some of the photos from the party here. Yes, that is a swastika-shaped birthday cake. Le sigh.Anyway I had a very nice time, though it's left me a bit broken the last couple of days. And the house is in kind of a state... for some reason we seem to have lipstick all over the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112413008222295705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112413008222295705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/08/it-is-my-birthday-though-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112309215698530486</id><published>2005-08-02T23:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:02:36.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Poor Paul. I think he came to visit this weekend to get away from his usual drinking habits, instead he was caught on a tidal wave of gaudy cocktails with the rest of us. A trip to the Revolution for lunch with Sian and Dave on Saturday stretched out to an afternoon that gradually sucked in other people including Paul, Christian, Julie and Steve. After we'd worked through all 35 flavoured vodkas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112309215698530486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112309215698530486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/08/poor-paul.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112248264104500244</id><published>2005-07-27T17:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T17:44:01.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the Wit(60% dark, 39% spontaneous, 22% vulgar)your humor style:CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARKYou like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean you're pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most other things found in a fraternity</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112248264104500244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112248264104500244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/07/wit-60-dark-39-spontaneous-22-vulgar.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112231492502283912</id><published>2005-07-25T18:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:08:45.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amy came to visit this weekend, and a drunken troika made of Christian, Paul and Steve staggered through the house at various points, leaving a trail of nicotine-inspired destruction. God bless them, but there's nothing quite so uninspiring as being sober in the company of drunkards. We need better synchronisation!Paul put some test thing on Nexus that we had a go at, supposedly it shows how "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112231492502283912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112231492502283912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/07/amy-came-to-visit-this-weekend-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112205569495526269</id><published>2005-07-22T19:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T19:08:14.960+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jesus, I just noticed this back in my blog archives.Thursday, May 16, 2002 star wars 2! christ almighty, it was ace. i sort of had this vague plan where if i didn't get enthusiastic about it then i wouldn't be as disappointed as when i saw episode 1... so i guess i was hoping it would be okay. but it was fucking brilliant! thanks to being inundated with various star wars books over the last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112205569495526269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112205569495526269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/07/jesus-i-just-noticed-this-back-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112203701407250851</id><published>2005-07-22T12:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T13:56:54.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well all that fascinating talk before about TV shows reminded me that I watched the (unaired) pilot of Global Frequency the week before with Waldo. It was okay... I kind of liked it and could see potential. Of course the GF comic was set up just like a tv show, with that whole synidcated-series-of-self-contained-self-explanatory-stories vibe. Like the classic Glen Larson shows of old where you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112203701407250851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112203701407250851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/07/well-all-that-fascinating-talk-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112177640158765571</id><published>2005-07-19T13:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T13:33:21.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been watching Deadwood in fits and starts with Christian, I likes it! We're almost through the first season now. There's something about seeing Lovejoy shout "CUNT!" that never gets boring. I find the sheer relentless grimness of it highly entertaining too. Poor Veronica Mars!I watched the first episode of the new season of Battlestar Galactica last night, it was good. Maybe not as exciting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112177640158765571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112177640158765571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-been-watching-deadwood-in-fits-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112174186738248454</id><published>2005-07-19T03:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T03:57:47.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spoke to my mum last week, apparently my sister Violet was randomly on a shopping trip to London on the day of the bombing, and was actually on the tube train behind the Edgeware Road one that went up. Jesus fuck. If she'd been at the platform a couple minutes earlier she would have been on that train. It didn't even occur to me at the time to call up my family to see if they were okay, they're</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112174186738248454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112174186738248454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-spoke-to-my-mum-last-week-apparently.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-112077581841750416</id><published>2005-07-07T23:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T23:40:20.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, fucking hell, London is getting blown up again.I remember as a kid when there seemed to be IRA bombs going off all the time, so in a way I'm not shocked by it. But still, the idea that we potentially have suicide bombers now operating in the UK is pretty fucking chilling. How do you stop something like that? I'm sure Labour will take the opportunity to push through all their police state </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112077581841750416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/112077581841750416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/07/well-fucking-hell-london-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111919631526638226</id><published>2005-06-19T16:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:58:11.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fucking hell it's hot. As one of my ex-work-colleagues used to say, "I'm sweating like a paedo in a creche". Speaking of work, I'm still between jobs at the moment. Lancaster doesn't seem to be the best place for scoring anything that doesn't involve telesales. Fuck that.I'm visiting my family for a bit this week before returning home for the Superkings gig on Thursday. Last week I saw both Sin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111919631526638226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111919631526638226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/06/fucking-hell-its-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111782587109170547</id><published>2005-06-03T19:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T20:11:11.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So what's been going down on Liam Street then? Well, Paul's party was a laugh. Kind of old school, in a sitting-around-drinking-probably-ending-up-looking-like-a-dick way. That's cool though, if Paul and Christian are allowed to stalk around 90's nostalgia nights I don't see why I can't have the odd flashback experience now and then too. I took photos but haven't developed them yet, I had to use </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111782587109170547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111782587109170547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-whats-been-going-down-on-liam.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111711803742144670</id><published>2005-05-26T15:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T15:33:57.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Many Earth moons ago I did a top ten unused bandnames. I can only assume that what with the thousands of artistic types who read my blog, those names will have been stolen by now, so here is my new list.Jesus Had Days Like ThisThe ChemturionsMain Engine StartThe Pink LasersTelepathy WilliamsThe New GodsWolf Gore SyndromeThe SEX BanditsAttack Shits On FireThe DungeoneersThese are all my names now,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111711803742144670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111711803742144670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/05/many-earth-moons-ago-i-did-top-ten.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111652394446795704</id><published>2005-05-19T18:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T18:34:41.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well it looks like Paul's managed to escape the Death Year and make it to 28. Congratulations Nattrass, you win again. I think the plan is to have a party at his on Saturday, where I will drink the bottle of vodka I bought back before I discovered I was about to become cripplingly poor again. Woot! That's if Paul isn't still ill from eating a duck's egg today that apparently poisoned him. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111652394446795704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111652394446795704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/05/well-it-looks-like-pauls-managed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111593222667802716</id><published>2005-05-12T22:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T22:10:26.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111593222667802716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111593222667802716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/05/superkings-return-to-lancaster.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111565324519757468</id><published>2005-05-09T12:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T16:51:14.143+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I guess it's been a pretty eventful week.Last weekend I went home to see my family, we'd only been back in the new office/job a week but I'd already booked the time off months ago. I lost contact with the people I knew in Oxford years ago, so I never really do anything there apart from hang out with my family. That's nice in itself though, I always find it quite relaxing to visit Charlbury </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111565324519757468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111565324519757468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/05/well-i-guess-its-been-pretty-eventful.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111551750566474133</id><published>2005-05-08T02:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T03:00:41.270+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christian nominated me to do some gay LJ meme thing so in the spirit of bipartisan diplomacy I've had a go."The object is to pick and complete 5 of the sentences below and then choose 3 people, who will in turn have to complete 5 of the sentences below, choose 3 to torture further, rinse, repeat."If I could be a scientist…If I could be a farmer…If I could be a musician…If I could be a doctor…If I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111551750566474133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111551750566474133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/05/christian-nominated-me-to-do-some-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111344621803849266</id><published>2005-04-14T03:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T03:40:35.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heh, I noticed this floating in the drafts folder in my gmail today, it was a post I started writing for this here blog more than a month ago and then forgot about... Go me.Last weekened Paulio came up to Lancaster to see Christian, Sian and me. From the hazy cloud of booze I remember us having a conversation about number stations. Christian had been looking at sites about them and downloading </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111344621803849266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111344621803849266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/04/heh-i-noticed-this-floating-in-drafts.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111257312941211184</id><published>2005-04-04T00:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T01:05:29.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My current Top 20 of 2005 according to Audioscrobbler...The Arcade FireWolf ParadeDestroyerPavementBlurThe OrganFinal FantasyTalking HeadsThe New PornographersAnimal CollectiveThe SmithsNeutral Milk HotelThe FutureheadsRadioheadThe WalkmenThe DecemberistsSonic YouthBeckCasiotone for the Painfully AloneFrog EyesI went to Liverpool last night with Dave to see The Organ, they were ace. I love the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111257312941211184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111257312941211184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-current-top-20-of-2005-according-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-111257125371563634</id><published>2005-04-04T00:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T00:34:13.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111257125371563634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/111257125371563634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/04/superkings-first-lancaster-gig.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-110856116003409477</id><published>2005-02-16T13:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-16T13:48:05.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bah, why talk about my actual life when I can just post some internet personality test results? You scored as Ecstacy. Love, sex, parties, and DANCING! Just be wary of your mood coming down! www.dancesafe.orgEcstacy81%Inhalents69%Alcohol56%Cocaine56%None!50%Marijuana31%Mushrooms25%What's your ideal drug?created with QuizFarm.com0are%20you%3F/"&gt; What internet acronym are you? brought to you by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110856116003409477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110856116003409477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/02/bah-why-talk-about-my-actual-life-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-110838796970755682</id><published>2005-02-14T13:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-14T13:32:49.713Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last month I signed up for an account on Audioscrobbler. It's a weird little winamp plugin thing that monitors what you listen to. Then it sends the info off to their site where creates lists of what bands and songs you like (it also makes weekly charts of the most popular tracks amongst all users). It's fun in itself, in a nerdy listy way, but it also ties into another site called last.fm where </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110838796970755682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110838796970755682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/02/last-month-i-signed-up-for-account-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-110679173608509976</id><published>2005-01-27T02:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-27T02:08:56.086Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a work of fucking genius. I'm just sad I didn't catch it while it was actually ongoing.The Dionaea House</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110679173608509976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110679173608509976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-work-of-fucking-genius.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-110367259016429231</id><published>2004-12-21T23:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-21T23:47:53.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watch out...you are Julie Ruin Kathleen HannaNow that you're solo, you can do whatever you want on your one album. And you did just that. Talking about topics such as the media and Jon Benet Ramsey, you know exactly what you want to say, and you are unafraid of saying it. You are ready with an intelligent remark to everything. Which Kathleen Hanna Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110367259016429231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110367259016429231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/12/watch-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-110212766173639918</id><published>2004-12-04T02:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-04T02:53:14.656Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shit. When time becomes a loop. Yet again I've managed to let some significant time slip by without putting anything in my blog about what I've actually been up to in my life (aside from filling out stupid internet tests). And despite regularly thinking to myself "shit, quite a few things have happened that are worth mentioning, I should write that down" but somehow not quite managing to do so. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110212766173639918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110212766173639918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/12/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-110134581765860335</id><published>2004-11-25T01:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-25T01:23:37.656Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I made a Quiz for you! Take my Quiz! and then Check out the Scoreboard!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110134581765860335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/110134581765860335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-made-quiz-for-you-take-my-quiz-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109952557674911891</id><published>2004-11-03T23:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-03T23:46:16.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jesus. For a nation that has consistently produced genius artists, America seems to also do a very good job of producing fucking retarded voters.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109952557674911891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109952557674911891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/11/jesus.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109880353867138448</id><published>2004-10-26T16:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T16:12:18.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109880353867138448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109880353867138448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109751206310358192</id><published>2004-10-11T17:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T17:29:50.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was Glenn's 30th birthday at the weekend, so a weekend of festivities was planned. On Friday night we went into Preston for a meal at Pizza Express. The pizza was nice, though the service was a bit dire. It's only the third time I've had bruschetta as a starter, I've decided it's a winner! Hmm, as it is basically a piece of bread with some vegetables on it I guess that makes it a breadwinner. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109751206310358192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109751206310358192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/10/it-was-glenns-30th-birthday-at-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109749946638911162</id><published>2004-10-11T13:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T14:04:23.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There was a bit of a hiatus in my CyberTV watching round Christian's. For a while it was a solid Smallville+Enterprise (+other random things) every week. Then they ended but we started on the 5th season of West Wing instead. But when that ran out the TV dried up a bit. However the last couple of weeks has seen it kick back in again with the new seasons of Smallville and Enterprise.I like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109749946638911162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109749946638911162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/10/there-was-bit-of-hiatus-in-my-cybertv.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109714966708127806</id><published>2004-10-07T13:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T12:47:47.083+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>azure ray Which Indie Girl Band Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109714966708127806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109714966708127806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/10/azure-ray-which-indie-girl-band-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109647145291324740</id><published>2004-09-29T16:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T16:24:12.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What Classic Movie Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com What Famous Leader Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109647145291324740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109647145291324740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-classic-movie-are-youpersonality.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109641193116872863</id><published>2004-09-28T23:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T23:52:11.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I have a new home now. Saturday was pretty monstrous as I spent a solid twelve hours from morning to evening alternating between packing stuff, moving boxes, cleaning stuff, and going back to packing again. Well, at least it's all done now. Though my room is actually still full of boxes of books. I've managed to make a sort of corridor between them to get to my bed.I noticed while walking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109641193116872863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109641193116872863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/09/well-i-have-new-home-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109473683540363758</id><published>2004-09-09T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T14:33:55.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I watched Hellboy last night with Christian. It was okay. I enjoyed it, so at least it wasn't a disappointment. It was nice to see how faithful they'd generally stayed to the comics (especially Hellboy himself, Ron Perlman was spot on). It just didn't really excite me at any point. I guess I'm going to compare any comic-adaptation I see from now on to Spiderman 2, which was of course the mutt's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109473683540363758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109473683540363758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-watched-hellboy-last-night-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109463054899783055</id><published>2004-09-08T09:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T09:02:28.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PENGUIN DAY!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109463054899783055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109463054899783055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/09/penguin-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109420704112181171</id><published>2004-09-03T11:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T11:24:01.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Debaser! Which Pixies song are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109420704112181171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109420704112181171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-are-debaser-which-pixies-song-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109380621832831560</id><published>2004-08-29T20:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T23:06:20.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>take the emo quiz.created by jessi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109380621832831560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109380621832831560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/08/take-emo-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109361312873442145</id><published>2004-08-27T14:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T19:59:28.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christian keeps sending me replies to emails I sent him years ago, it's quite confusing. They're all things like this -On Tue, 24 Dec 2002 21:19:12 +0000, Liam Astley wrote:today i was filled with existential woe and decided to kill myself by jumping off a bridge, however an angel stopped me and showed me what the world would have been like if i had never existed; apparently all my friends </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109361312873442145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109361312873442145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/08/christian-keeps-sending-me-replies-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109217693462558646</id><published>2004-08-10T23:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T23:31:44.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm, it appears to be my (Star) 27th birthday this Sunday, so I'm having a party on the Saturday.*Hint hint*I keep meaning to making a long post and then not getting round to it, then putting off making short posts. I was hoping to get broadband this week, which I think would upped my blogging by a fuckload as it's usually while sat around in my bedroom that I feel an urge to write something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109217693462558646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109217693462558646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmm-it-appears-to-be-my-star-27th.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109148852485667877</id><published>2004-08-03T00:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T00:15:24.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109148852485667877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109148852485667877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-109133142547112753</id><published>2004-08-01T04:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T04:37:05.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight I sat slumped on a park bench. A beautiful girl asked me if I was okay, I couldn't speak so just grinned at her. She nodded and walked off, into the rest of her life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109133142547112753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/109133142547112753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/08/tonight-i-sat-slumped-on-park-bench.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108957578321628881</id><published>2004-07-11T20:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T20:56:23.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Chris decided not to get a new Ink Jet printer, because he cleaned the one he has and it works ok he says. I was very sad because I stayed up late last night writing down all my ideas for what I would do if I had my own Ink Jet printer. After he told me they would not be getting a new Ink Jet printer, he reminded me that I had not done my chores for the week, so I went out and weeded the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108957578321628881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108957578321628881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-chris-decided-not-to-get-new-ink.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108635262698003888</id><published>2004-06-04T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T13:37:56.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grover on EcstasyYou're funny, you're loveable, you're entertaining,you like to call yourself "SuperGrover!"--You're obviously on ecstasy.But that's why we love you.  Be careful, ok? Which Sesame Street Muppet's Dark Secret Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108635262698003888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108635262698003888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/06/grover-on-ecstasy-youre-funny-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108516929323247508</id><published>2004-05-21T20:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T20:54:53.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're a Speak &amp; Spell!!  You nerd, you.  Justbecause you were disguised as a toy doesn'tmean you weren't educational, you sneakybastard. What childhood toy from the 80s are you?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108516929323247508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108516929323247508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/05/youre-speak-spell-you-nerd-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108457914565922469</id><published>2004-05-15T00:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T00:59:05.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOGZILLA RADIO</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108457914565922469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108457914565922469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/05/dogzilla-radio.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108413812237029243</id><published>2004-05-09T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T22:33:06.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was ZOMBIE NIGHT, which involved us going to Glem and Narie's to play the Zombies!!! boardgame whilst watching the cinematic classics Braindead, Return of the Living Dead, and Evil Dead 2. I had a fun time though the game did go on a bit. The event cards in the game add a random factor that makes it a lot more interesting than it would be otherwise. However the main factor they seemed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108413812237029243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108413812237029243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/05/last-night-was-zombie-night-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108386368957165973</id><published>2004-05-06T18:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T18:19:09.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I finally got to see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind this weekend, and it wasn't a disappointment. What an ace film. I liked how Michel Gondry got to do his freaky visual tricks, and Charlie Kaufman got to do his freaky plotting tricks, but neither seemed to be a gimmick that stood out in the film. Though watching it and Adaptation have led me to now believe that Kaufman has a special</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108386368957165973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108386368957165973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-i-finally-got-to-see-eternal.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108176875840883378</id><published>2004-04-12T12:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T12:23:06.013+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't been to the Warehouse in ages. While it's usually a bit wank, photos like this make me nostalgic and think I should go again in the vaguely near future.We're going to see Franz Ferdinand in Liverpool on Thursday, which I'm quite excited about. I got even more excited when I found out they're being supported by the ace Fiery Furnaces. I read somewhere that Furnace Lady is going out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108176875840883378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108176875840883378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-havent-been-to-warehouse-in-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108160204714230628</id><published>2004-04-10T14:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T14:09:13.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's another of those random "make a list" sort of questionnaires that you get on message boards and journals, that appealed to me for some reason.The idea is you're making the soundtrack for the movie of your life, so you have to pick a song for each major event. The events being -OPENING CREDITS, WAKING UP, AVERAGE DAY, FIRST DATE, LOVE SCENE, FIGHT SCENE, BREAKING UP, GETTING BACK </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108160204714230628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108160204714230628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/04/heres-another-of-those-random-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108152182509889488</id><published>2004-04-09T15:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T15:47:59.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night I got moderately pissed with Christian, Dave and Sian. Well, I was moderately pissed, Dave and Christian were both a fucking mess. Dave got insanely enthusiastic about Nintendo games, which was quite cute, though I had to leave the room at one point because the Super Monkey Ball music was actually giving me an intense headache. Christian had given up booze for lent, so last night was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108152182509889488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108152182509889488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/04/last-night-i-got-moderately-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108117206283519379</id><published>2004-04-05T14:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T14:38:01.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Indie rock!  You're my most favourite type ofmusic...  Your music channels lots of emotion.On the top it seems simple, but underneaththere's always a deep meaning...  As your nameyou're independent from most of music!  Staythat way!  Good on you!  There's so muchvariation in your style...from deep andthoughtful like The Stills, to happy go luckylike Belle &amp; Sebastian, to dancy and catchyFranz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108117206283519379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108117206283519379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/04/indie-rock-youre-my-most-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108099788180965046</id><published>2004-04-03T14:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T14:14:57.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108099788180965046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108099788180965046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/04/bawheid.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108085194256107892</id><published>2004-04-01T21:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T21:44:05.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I appear to have been especially spazzy, maybe as some sort of April Fool's on myself.The more noticeable activities include getting trapped in the toilets at work for ten minutes, and spilling a saucepan full of food over Dave's kitchen floor. Oh, and maybe breaking his fridge as well (ssshh, he doesn't need to know).But believe me, these were high peaks amongst a range of spaz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108085194256107892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108085194256107892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/04/today-i-appear-to-have-been-especially.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-108075996241746156</id><published>2004-03-31T20:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T20:09:34.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fraggle hello Fraggle do Fraggle you Fraggle like Fraggle spoons Fraggle well! do ya!? Fraggle BAT HASHFraggle rocking Fraggle BAT HASH FOR YOU! AgentOrange oh god Fraggle BAT HASH FOR YOU Whispering Sid hello mr smelly man AgentOrange heehee Hardcore LIAM! AgentOrange i don't have a particular opinion on spoons by the way Nirvana i'll give you fucking sulky, fucking bastards </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108075996241746156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/108075996241746156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/03/fraggle-hello-fraggle-do-fraggle-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-107972296301543649</id><published>2004-03-19T19:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-19T19:05:59.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IN SPACE NEWS THIS WEEKAMERICANS DISCOVER NEW PLANET, GIVE IT SHIT NAME</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/107972296301543649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/107972296301543649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/03/in-space-news-this-week-americans.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-107937584620765773</id><published>2004-03-15T18:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-15T18:40:36.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm, I've been pondering the possibilities of using a Livejournal as a roleplaying game platform.Yes, it's going to be one of those kind of posts.Anyway, I was just thinking of how we've tried playing games on other message boards in the past. Invariably with failure, but I think that was due to a lack of commitment in the players or the ref or both, rather than a necessary flaw in the method</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/107937584620765773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/107937584620765773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/03/hmm-ive-been-pondering-possibilities.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-107930862688532702</id><published>2004-03-14T23:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-15T00:00:17.153Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two noteworthy things that people have pointed out on Nexus this weekend.First is this which Paul found, which almost made me cry. Rude words still have this magical power over me, I love seeing people swear.Then there's the new Okkervil River message board which Marie rooted out, which is cool. I like how they're "real" enough to be on the board themselves, so I'll be able to bug them with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/107930862688532702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/107930862688532702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/03/two-noteworthy-things-that-people-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014188.post-107904738645984608</id><published>2004-03-11T23:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-11T23:26:14.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Strange things are afoot at the Circle K. As of today I appear to be doing a different job, which came as something of a surprise. I'm basically now a "web designer". I (mis)use those quotation marks because I'm not really designing anything, I'm going to be knocking out a load of identi-sites for work using this sneaky template thing they've made. More importantly, I'm still getting paid fuck </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/107904738645984608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014188/posts/default/107904738645984608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dogzilla.blogspot.com/2004/03/strange-things-are-afoot-at-circle-k.html' title=''/><author><name>Liam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433343041511300943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.users.freenetname.co.uk/~dogzilla/nonsite/b&amp;wgran.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
