<?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-5160106535055690485</id><updated>2011-12-18T02:20:48.203-08:00</updated><category term='Musings'/><category term='books'/><title type='text'>Inebriated with the exuberance of my own verbosity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-7165725194602244979</id><published>2011-08-11T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T05:43:29.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's getting her first Herve Leger?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/7165725194602244979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2011/08/guess-whos-getting-her-first-herve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7165725194602244979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7165725194602244979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2011/08/guess-whos-getting-her-first-herve.html' title='Guess who&apos;s getting her first Herve Leger?'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0cDKO8ZQj0U/TkPODz-qqEI/AAAAAAAAAnE/FsxzmBJYCTQ/s72-c/HL2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-3784734739447149675</id><published>2011-08-11T05:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T05:39:34.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month update</title><summary type='text'>I remember blogging everyday in London (because there was so much to blog about as I was always travelling and on the go).And now look at me, barely blogging at all!Well, it's been six months since the move to Melbourne and it has been better but I do miss the friends in Brisbane. It's always something isn't it? We are never content, and are perpetually in search of our personal utopia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/3784734739447149675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2011/08/6-month-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/3784734739447149675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/3784734739447149675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2011/08/6-month-update.html' title='6 month update'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlIcHS9RFmw/TkPMLc0moXI/AAAAAAAAAms/eB3X04iMozQ/s72-c/CJ2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-6302727072807854035</id><published>2011-03-05T02:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T03:19:35.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne</title><summary type='text'>So I start my new job in Melbourne on Monday. I went into the head office on Friday to say hi to the Director of Pharmacy and the head of HR before nipping into the city to have lunch with Crystal, a former colleague at APHS.I was quite happy to hear from HR that included in my three week orientation was a sit down with her as well as the CEO, making sure I knew EVERYTHING there was to know about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/6302727072807854035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2011/03/melbourne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6302727072807854035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6302727072807854035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2011/03/melbourne.html' title='Melbourne'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2A-zrnMn1gc/TXIauUqES-I/AAAAAAAAAmA/m2oO1RnHSb0/s72-c/charlie%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-980710301619518186</id><published>2010-12-25T02:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T03:02:52.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December so far</title><summary type='text'>A birthday treat, a 2 hour spa session at Endota. All I wanted was a massage, because the body wrap was rubbish really. Honey and yoghurt body wraps are sooo uncomfortable.With Lily and Mary at a Korean barbeque before they flew off for Xmas in TaiwanWith my brother and the parentals for my birthday dinner in Darra. Best chilli mud crabs in Brisbane!Aunt, uncle and cousinsMy fav dish!With the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/980710301619518186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/980710301619518186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/980710301619518186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-so-far.html' title='December so far'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TRXMzI6II8I/AAAAAAAAAj0/tFptXFWobC8/s72-c/IMG_0331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-111231287234929216</id><published>2010-12-06T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T02:06:31.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne trip</title><summary type='text'>I must say with all the stuff that's been going on at work lately, blogging isn't quite as enticing as it used to be when I was in London travelling as far as my funds would carry me.Now it's all about passive-aggressive power plays at work, which is draining. Nothing gets done and everyone has to sit down and analyse situations when it wouldn't have happened in the first place if they did their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/111231287234929216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/12/melbourne-trip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/111231287234929216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/111231287234929216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/12/melbourne-trip.html' title='Melbourne trip'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TPyqh4shvGI/AAAAAAAAAe4/CAuXU3Eea5w/s72-c/IMG_1774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-4988691770594994621</id><published>2010-11-04T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T06:40:13.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I found this on a friend's Facebook page</title><summary type='text'>I love it!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/4988691770594994621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-found-this-on-friends-facebook-page.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4988691770594994621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4988691770594994621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-found-this-on-friends-facebook-page.html' title='I found this on a friend&apos;s Facebook page'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TNK3sJe0McI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/E_QNzN5wo7g/s72-c/disney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-7256057879107683723</id><published>2010-11-01T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T06:54:37.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verbier, Switzerland 2008There are more things in Heaven and Earth, HoratioThan you have dreamt of in your philosophySuch an amazing view of the mountains. No where in the world can you beat Switzerland's landscapes!Remains of a fort on the mountains.When not climbing ancient ruins on mountains, I can be found domiciled on the pristine ski slopes. NOT. I like this shot, because for once I look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/7256057879107683723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/11/verbier-switzerland-2008-there-are-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7256057879107683723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7256057879107683723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/11/verbier-switzerland-2008-there-are-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TM7DeRih2II/AAAAAAAAAdI/RkKL_eF8As0/s72-c/Verbier+2008+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-5726535173800824934</id><published>2010-10-29T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:31:32.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This week has been...</title><summary type='text'>... tiring. With friends from London visiting, doing the 6am shift (so tiring!) and the weekend hasn't yet begun! I have a hen's night tomorrow with the the theme French Burlesque (I think when the organisers picked that theme they didn't realise what it meant) and a high tea on Sunday.Plus I have to go into work tomorrow to type up minutes to the meeting on Wednesday, and draw up MR50 and MR62 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/5726535173800824934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-week-has-been.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5726535173800824934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5726535173800824934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-week-has-been.html' title='This week has been...'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TMrVY_WWfZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/V7dPvzcb2ug/s72-c/IMG_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-8960782377550435407</id><published>2010-10-27T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T02:57:37.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Social Network</title><summary type='text'>I went to watch The Social Network last night in Gold Class courtesy of work (thank you Stuart!). They provided dinner for all 20 managers from across Australia AND dessert and whatever drinks you wanted.Nice, eh?Better than Wall Street, and so much like the Jobs/Gates rivalry. Geeks at war, students at war, antagonized and antagonistic genius, beholden children of the rich. All elements that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/8960782377550435407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/social-network.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8960782377550435407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8960782377550435407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/social-network.html' title='The Social Network'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TMf0s0wAYMI/AAAAAAAAAa4/kmVDM0au4gE/s72-c/the-social-network.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-1517862763856847126</id><published>2010-10-23T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T05:31:33.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've always liked this quote</title><summary type='text'>"You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of  such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost,  so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the  only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other."~ Contact, 1997~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/1517862763856847126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1517862763856847126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1517862763856847126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/i.html' title='I&apos;ve always liked this quote'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TMLTfSs547I/AAAAAAAAAag/94Fmi-4TJg0/s72-c/seti_farm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-7310808182034758365</id><published>2010-10-23T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T03:11:43.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Saturday</title><summary type='text'>Sarah Blasko concert in SouthportNot much has happened lately, aside from work and work and more work. Have I reached my mid-life crisis yet? It's a Saturday night and all I want to do is watch B-grade movies on the telly whilst reading a book.Summer's here, and today was typically muggy.As seen in Sherwood, someone let Yoda loose with this signboard.Since it's so muggy, it's good weather to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/7310808182034758365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/lazy-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7310808182034758365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7310808182034758365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/lazy-saturday.html' title='Lazy Saturday'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TMKrFw-dvNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1kqW9fCERfA/s72-c/IMG_0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-597138714938234664</id><published>2010-10-10T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T03:20:45.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death by chocolate</title><summary type='text'>The view of the city from our tableI brought Bui to the Sebel Citigate Hotel today to have our fill of their All You Can Eat Chocolate Buffet at the Allure Bistro! At A$25 per person, we were stuffed before the 90 mins was up for the next session commenced.I couldn't look at another chocolate bar after that! Photos all taken with my iPhone 4 (its clarity is amazing!).Bui's first helping of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/597138714938234664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/death-by-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/597138714938234664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/597138714938234664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/death-by-chocolate.html' title='Death by chocolate'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TLGQvCrWKBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5ZDCsjJXz7Q/s72-c/IMG_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-2178074690537755536</id><published>2010-10-05T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T03:34:27.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Istanbul</title><summary type='text'>"If one had but a single glance to give the world, one should gaze on Istanbul."Alphonse de LamartineMy favourite shot of the Hagia Sophia &amp; me.Me: Dec 1981 AD, Hagia Sophia 6th century AD :) So cool.Inside the Hagia Sophia, it's absolutely gorgeous (though I am looking a little worse for wear here!).Looking outside from one of the windows from the Hagia SophiaYou can make out the outline of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/2178074690537755536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/memories-of-istanbul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2178074690537755536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2178074690537755536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/memories-of-istanbul.html' title='Memories of Istanbul'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TKr7QosSpJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Rcd7mEftjao/s72-c/istanbul2007+194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-8849118393716213780</id><published>2010-10-03T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T07:08:51.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love The Way You Lie - MASHUP (free mp3!)</title><summary type='text'>Why isn't this guy on Glee already? This is amazingly catchy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/8849118393716213780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-way-you-lie-mashup-free-mp3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8849118393716213780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8849118393716213780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-way-you-lie-mashup-free-mp3.html' title='Love The Way You Lie - MASHUP (free mp3!)'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-4862117242817149031</id><published>2010-10-03T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T05:17:33.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapshots from the last week</title><summary type='text'>At the Spanish tapas restaurant, Granada, in West End.This is the size of a tapa in the restaurant: waaaay smaller than the portions you actually get in Granada for a main!Kimmy, Haley and I on a night out.International HIV conference 2010 in Vienna update at the The Lure restaurant at The Coro hotel. Great presentation and awesome food!Was at OfficeWorks in Oxley buying a whiteboard for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/4862117242817149031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/snapshots-from-last-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4862117242817149031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4862117242817149031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/snapshots-from-last-week.html' title='Snapshots from the last week'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TKhvovsn0VI/AAAAAAAAATg/xyQxDDF7bds/s72-c/IMG_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-4504626681065175763</id><published>2010-10-02T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T00:41:41.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My springtime of discontent</title><summary type='text'>My mother says there are some people who make their own lives difficult, and I am one of them. I see people gleefully ignorant of anything happening beyond their inner social circle, oblivious to the news that two university students in the U.S videotaped their roommate having gay sex, the roommate who then subsequently committed suicide after they posted the video up on You Tube.The sort that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/4504626681065175763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-springtime-of-discontent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4504626681065175763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4504626681065175763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-springtime-of-discontent.html' title='My springtime of discontent'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-6222149509203336468</id><published>2010-09-27T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T06:34:20.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perks of working for my company...</title><summary type='text'>...May be few and far in between, but sometimes they outdo themselves :)The corporate Xmas do this year for all staff throughout Queensland is at Dreamworld!The staff in Western Australia go... somewhere, some winery or something (or was it a zoo) and the staff in Victoria... not sure, I didn't read that bit of the email because Queensland staff had the best deal by far!However, if you were on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/6222149509203336468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/perks-of-working-for-my-company.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6222149509203336468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6222149509203336468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/perks-of-working-for-my-company.html' title='Perks of working for my company...'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TKCXn-IFJvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1JhNElIybcg/s72-c/Dreamworld-Gold-Coast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-5546307917003384184</id><published>2010-09-26T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T04:20:35.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere.”</title><summary type='text'>Loving this song.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/5546307917003384184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-can-consign-us-to-hell-or-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5546307917003384184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5546307917003384184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-can-consign-us-to-hell-or-to.html' title='“Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere.”'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-36262858069863257</id><published>2010-09-24T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T07:24:22.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freebies</title><summary type='text'>I knew a woman once who looked down on people who bought things in sales. This included furniture, and she would snarkily say to someone she didn't like that there was a sale on at such and such a place and maybe that they should go there 'since it was in their price range and something they could afford.'My friend was mortified that she would say such things to her, but my opinion was 'why are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/36262858069863257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/characters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/36262858069863257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/36262858069863257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/characters.html' title='Freebies'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TJ2UKGihVLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VDAfI1jejfg/s72-c/IMG_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-6432205696167836274</id><published>2010-09-22T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:19:30.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For my inner Eternal Cynic</title><summary type='text'>“You can’t ascribe great cosmic significance to a simple Earthly event.  Coincidence.That’s all anything really is, nothing more than  coincidence.There are no miracles, there’s no such thing as fate, and  nothing is meant to be…”</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/6432205696167836274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-my-inner-eternal-cynic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6432205696167836274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6432205696167836274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-my-inner-eternal-cynic.html' title='For my inner Eternal Cynic'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-627434716412130287</id><published>2010-09-22T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T04:41:33.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin, and they end, with no lasting memories made in between."</title><summary type='text'>Was browsing through the shelves of the local Golden Casket outlet in  Indooroopilly (how macabre that one should name their chain of  Lotto/bookstores by that name. It may be golden but it is a casket  nevertheless) and picked this up for a change:Later on that night I snuggled up in my warm bed and started reading, when I found this:The editor obviously had an off day. Kind of made me rethink  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/627434716412130287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-editor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/627434716412130287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/627434716412130287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-editor.html' title='&quot; Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin, and they end, with no lasting memories made in between.&quot;'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TJnqtIyWEZI/AAAAAAAAARo/WvRp9AW6wH0/s72-c/10+22+09_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-1955660698530642665</id><published>2010-09-21T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T07:36:21.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm having a decent week. HONEST.</title><summary type='text'>You can already tell she's not one of the popular kids: she ain't got an iPhone muahahahWent to watch 'Easy A' tonight with a good friend who's just broken up with her boyfriend (long story): which is a witty, funny story in the vein of John Hughes about love and infamy in high school.Emma Stone is gorgeous with green eyes, red hair, pale skin and witty retorts to boot. I would love a John Cusack</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/1955660698530642665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-having-decent-week-honest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1955660698530642665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1955660698530642665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-having-decent-week-honest.html' title='I&apos;m having a decent week. HONEST.'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TJi23TSiePI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Pemy3RS18ag/s72-c/easy+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-8598535005058353247</id><published>2010-09-17T22:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T07:36:47.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice day for a white wedding</title><summary type='text'>Former Londoners and current BrisbanitesThe couple in prayerThe organisers of the Hen's Night for the bride, with the exception of me!Mum and babeMen and babesReception goodiesAn exact copy of her mother as an infantThey had a photo booth at the dinner reception! Suffice to say, we went a little mad.Wedding favours, boy &amp; girl keychainsFriends, who KEPT on running to the photo booth! Haha!Food, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/8598535005058353247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/nice-day-for-white-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8598535005058353247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8598535005058353247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/nice-day-for-white-wedding.html' title='Nice day for a white wedding'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TJRRNFGip2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YCAp8Yk60ts/s72-c/IMG_1644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-8805898171343303647</id><published>2010-09-17T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T22:40:32.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently reading</title><summary type='text'>A bit of everything ... and yet not often enough to finish everything (hence, why it doubles up as somewhere to put my handbag!).Inspired by Georgette, who is a far more voracious reader than I :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/8805898171343303647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/currently-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8805898171343303647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8805898171343303647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/currently-reading.html' title='Currently reading'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TJRP6iyEJ5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/OY1h0ESaOzE/s72-c/IMG_1663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-1570856122434043251</id><published>2010-09-17T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T21:54:02.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facepalm week</title><summary type='text'>We had a 4th year pharmacy student do their final placement at our pharmacy, and we helped her do an audit on the prescribing habits of doctors there. I mentioned this to the heads of both clinics where she was doing her audit, and they were happy for her to browse around.She did an amazing job with her audit, and I went to great lengths to emphasize the fact that we had to de-identify the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/1570856122434043251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/facepalm-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1570856122434043251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1570856122434043251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/facepalm-week.html' title='Facepalm week'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-693128430601960300</id><published>2010-09-16T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T06:11:42.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All pretty little things</title><summary type='text'>I may vehemently pound my literary fists with indignation at gold diggers and superfluous social aspirations, but I still appreciate gorgeous things.Case in point:Cate in Christian LacroixI'm not a fan of Cate Blanchett, but this dress is soooooo gorgeous. I know it's red and gold, and that is so Chinese New Year but this is so pretty.Taken from Red Carpet Fashion Awards, one of my favourite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/693128430601960300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-pretty-little-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/693128430601960300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/693128430601960300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-pretty-little-things.html' title='All pretty little things'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TJILxSNSivI/AAAAAAAAAO4/htTF3uEfDlQ/s72-c/cate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-6321414015139316137</id><published>2010-09-15T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T03:38:43.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because... just because</title><summary type='text'>Funny for the rest of the world, painful for Malaysians to watchThe best Malaysian law can musterMadz and Dida sent me this video. I think 'hebat' was the word we all used to describe it, even the judge had to tell him 'can you just listen to the witness?' (in Malay) and at one point he had to stop the Attorney General and explain to him exactly what the testimony was about."Abdul Razak, in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/6321414015139316137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/because-just-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6321414015139316137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6321414015139316137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/because-just-because.html' title='Because... just because'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-2135045156939491713</id><published>2010-09-12T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T06:28:18.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't buy class</title><summary type='text'>The newspapers are in a frenzy about the threesome Manchester United footballing demi-god Wayne Rooney had whilst his wife was 6 months pregnant. FYI, Rooney is paid 20,000 pounds a day to kick a bloody rubber ball around. I'll let you do the math about his annual income, but I don't think that figure includes commercial endorsements.In Asia, women from lower socioeconomic backgrounds dream of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/2135045156939491713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-cant-buy-class.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2135045156939491713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2135045156939491713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-cant-buy-class.html' title='You can&apos;t buy class'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-4406665514188662341</id><published>2010-09-10T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:04:23.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo</title><summary type='text'>Taken from TIME magazine's "Turning Hallowed Ground into Common Ground."  Night vs Day, Islam vs America. Thought it was a pretty elegant way of  visualizing the furore over the Park 51 mosque near the Twin TowersWhat Christians can learn from Koran burner Rev Terry JonesMy favourite part?"My  Muslim friends are as chagrined to see the misogynistic, homophobic  leadership of Saudi Arabia define </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/4406665514188662341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/bravo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4406665514188662341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4406665514188662341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/bravo.html' title='Bravo'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TIspwz_R9SI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cR7pakiREAk/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-8091694823129827349</id><published>2010-09-10T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T18:58:12.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinspiration</title><summary type='text'>I can't stand Kate Moss. My feelings towards her used to be ambivalent,  until she started snorting cocaine and saying things like 'nothing  tastes as good as being skinny' and refusing to apologise for both.The  fact that the fashion industry still celebrates her disgusts me as  well: they might as well condone her behaviour or the fact that she's  partying until the wee hours of the morning, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/8091694823129827349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/thinspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8091694823129827349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8091694823129827349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/thinspiration.html' title='Thinspiration'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-2777787314434177719</id><published>2010-09-10T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T18:37:37.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring in Brisbane</title><summary type='text'>Woke up one day to find, 'Hang on, those flowering shrubs are mine!'  Never been much of a horticulturist (ewww) or an outdoors person really  but I must say I am pleasantly surprised I have these in my garden.Came with the house, what can I say? Serendipitous!Pale pink onesNear the entranceLilies! These I know :)This is a staghorn, this I know.Birds of paradise, though why did I get such hideous</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/2777787314434177719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/spring-in-brisbane.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2777787314434177719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2777787314434177719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/spring-in-brisbane.html' title='Spring in Brisbane'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TIra8DZFXhI/AAAAAAAAANw/x9eXBASx_oM/s72-c/IMG_1594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-3891697531411413935</id><published>2010-09-09T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T02:42:47.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serene's bday</title><summary type='text'>"A true friend is one who thinks you are a good egg even if you are half-cracked."Heh :)Serene turned 31 on Tuesday. 31! I'm not too many years away from that number, but it's a little daunting that it's been three decades (I'm excellent on emphasizing how ... mature this age bracket is. You can tell I'm still in my twenties the way I react to the big 3-0. I blame years of media-fed ageism).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/3891697531411413935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/serenes-bday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/3891697531411413935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/3891697531411413935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/serenes-bday.html' title='Serene&apos;s bday'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TIiixDDELvI/AAAAAAAAALY/3_4uWqMbXPg/s72-c/IMG_1511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-2703489664378179934</id><published>2010-09-07T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T02:28:43.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doppleganger</title><summary type='text'>We are the same, never different. We prod along the same bad habits, the same gregarious tones, the same blind faith.So when we become the worst version of ourselves, we don't even realise it.You can see other people's hideousness, but the ability to point out someone else's faults is not a unique gift.I have issues with your facade, but then again I have my own that I have embellished over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/2703489664378179934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/doppleganger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2703489664378179934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2703489664378179934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/doppleganger.html' title='Doppleganger'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-4283018344663664979</id><published>2010-09-06T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T02:26:46.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The traveller</title><summary type='text'>Granada, March 2009Pavements say a lot about a city.Cobblestone  streets remind me of tried, tested and proud cities. Polished granite  ones with large tiles have a clinical feel to them, very Wall Street.  Uneven ones with weeds in between, with squashed bugs on one side remind  me of cowboy towns. Dirt pavements remind me of villages.The pavement I pound on a daily basis has shifted between all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/4283018344663664979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/traveller.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4283018344663664979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4283018344663664979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/traveller.html' title='The traveller'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-2968182199122394431</id><published>2010-09-06T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T02:23:13.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In defence of sappiness</title><summary type='text'>I really like this still from the movie. I do think the Twilight series  works in parts and the concept of immortality is always appealing, but  as a singular entity it doesn't hold up very well.In  this scene, Bella sees her grandmother from afar and calls to her. As  she walks towards her grandmother she notices that she is mimicking her  movements, but just finds it strange. When she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/2968182199122394431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-defence-of-sappiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2968182199122394431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2968182199122394431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-defence-of-sappiness.html' title='In defence of sappiness'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-8841158000651945077</id><published>2010-08-29T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T06:47:21.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last days of summer</title><summary type='text'>Memories of my last few weeks in Europe. How I miss thee.Resting in the Botanical gardens of SevilleThe Cathedral of SevilleThe absolutely beautiful Mesquite in Cordoba. A symbol of interfaith before its time.The entrance into the gardens at the Palace of Seville. I can still smell those flowers.The tomb of Christopher Columbus in Seville's cathedral.The statue of the great Seneca oversees </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/8841158000651945077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-days-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8841158000651945077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8841158000651945077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-days-of-summer.html' title='The last days of summer'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/THpexYG9HJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/nl7M-zhY8C4/s72-c/march09+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-4427719727120254634</id><published>2010-08-21T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T05:00:39.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeved</title><summary type='text'>How does thou peeve me, let me count the ways:- When one presumes to tell me how to do my job when one is no where near a managerial position, never has been, nor ever aspires to be. Seeing things from this vantage point is completely different from seeing it as someone who does their set task and always leaves on time.- When one presumes that I am a bimbo that is into shopping and brands and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/4427719727120254634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/08/peeved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4427719727120254634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4427719727120254634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/08/peeved.html' title='Peeved'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-8183092699256481617</id><published>2010-08-14T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T02:40:47.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the cusp of a great adventure</title><summary type='text'>"The road of life twists and turns and no two directions are ever the  same. Yet our lessons come from the journey, not the destination.”Don Williams, Jr. (American Novelist and Poet, b.1968)My journey is taking longer than expected, not that there was a timeline to begin with. There have been a series of successes, firstly, the realisation of what the next step should be and doing something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/8183092699256481617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/08/road-of-life-twists-and-turns-and-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8183092699256481617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8183092699256481617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/08/road-of-life-twists-and-turns-and-no.html' title='On the cusp of a great adventure'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-2170034947395136936</id><published>2010-08-11T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T00:21:37.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just like seeing this in print</title><summary type='text'>"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life.   Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other  people's thinking.  Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out  your own inner voice.  And most important, have the courage to follow  your heart and intuition.  They somehow already know what you truly want  to become.  Everything else is secondary.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/2170034947395136936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-just-like-seeing-this-in-print.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2170034947395136936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2170034947395136936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-just-like-seeing-this-in-print.html' title='I just like seeing this in print'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-4633721906775483865</id><published>2010-07-14T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T05:15:10.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You make breaking hearts look so easy</title><summary type='text'>Do you memorize theatrical linesthat seem to lead them inPlay the role with the good girl heartoh the tangled web withinDo you collect the souls you've lostin the top of your dresser drawercount the number of tears displacedon lonely bedroom floorsYou make breaking hearts look so easy seem like you've done this beforeThe most you could hope to benow just a bitter sweet memory What a great song, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/4633721906775483865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-make-breaking-hearts-look-so-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4633721906775483865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4633721906775483865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-make-breaking-hearts-look-so-easy.html' title='You make breaking hearts look so easy'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-411111595733507972</id><published>2010-07-02T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:52:24.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Colours</title><summary type='text'>You with the sad eyes Don't be discouraged Oh, I realize It's hard to take courage In a world full of people You can lose sight of it all And darkness still inside you Make you feel so small But I see your true colors Shining through I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let them show Your true colors,  True colors, are beautiful,  Like a rainbow. Show me a smile </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/411111595733507972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/07/true-colours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/411111595733507972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/411111595733507972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/07/true-colours.html' title='True Colours'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TC6euYgwdwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sPz3iWH0Dik/s72-c/IMG_0917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-5095209709153730252</id><published>2010-06-24T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:05:39.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><summary type='text'>My version of Michael Jackson appreciation weekend. RIP Michael</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/5095209709153730252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/06/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5095209709153730252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5095209709153730252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/06/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TCNPbL1D0JI/AAAAAAAAAII/tgN60Sypdrs/s72-c/IMG_1457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-7623371593418846564</id><published>2010-06-22T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T03:02:29.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend that was</title><summary type='text'>A good friend got married a few weeks back. We had her Hen's Party at my house, which is a lot more work than it sounds! Haha, for starters our friend Serene (who has designs on being a wedding planner) baked colour-coordinated cupcakes and got me to set the table.If you're wondering why everything's green, it's because that was the colour theme of her wedding! I know, people ask 'why green?' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/7623371593418846564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-that-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7623371593418846564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7623371593418846564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-that-was.html' title='The weekend that was'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TCCC7JPCSAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-8E6bMzxKX0/s72-c/IMG_0971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-20467132590849471</id><published>2010-06-13T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T00:11:11.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you choose to be an adult or an in-betweener?</title><summary type='text'>I guess those who read this blog will surmise that my biggest problem (and potentially quarter-life crisis dilemma, albeit 3 years late) is whether to revert back to my nomadic but happy existence in the UK or stay in Australia to pursue a less than interesting but infinitely more monetarily rewarding existence.In essence, the age-old, simple question of whether to pursue money or happiness. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/20467132590849471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-choose-to-be-adult-or-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/20467132590849471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/20467132590849471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-choose-to-be-adult-or-in.html' title='Do you choose to be an adult or an in-betweener?'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-1723401163395423886</id><published>2010-05-01T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T01:00:04.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Routine</title><summary type='text'>There are certainly benefits to having a routine, for one thing you tend to lose weight with a constant routine!But that is minor comfort of having a routine. My biggest fear is that I go through the daily motions and before I know it I've become the person I always didn't want to be; or I'm 40 with 3 kids, in a humdrum marriage and perpetually stuck in Generic-ville.Cue retro 1960s music with an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/1723401163395423886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/05/routine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1723401163395423886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1723401163395423886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/05/routine.html' title='Routine'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-6309198914557386839</id><published>2010-04-28T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T04:44:12.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying off to Kuching soon!</title><summary type='text'>Two weeks away from the drama of work, I just hope my house is still standing! I've really had it with my flatmate and I'm pretty sure once I get back I'll have to tell her it's not working.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/6309198914557386839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/flying-off-to-kuching-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6309198914557386839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/6309198914557386839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/flying-off-to-kuching-soon.html' title='Flying off to Kuching soon!'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-7652373272847061407</id><published>2010-04-19T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T06:08:18.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am going to....</title><summary type='text'>... cry myself to sleep now. Good night.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/7652373272847061407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-going-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7652373272847061407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7652373272847061407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-going-to.html' title='I am going to....'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-1863107163130451971</id><published>2010-04-13T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T04:18:30.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabuleux</title><summary type='text'>I wrote this in Sept 2008.For some reason it's one of my favourite posts, mainly because there were so many people who responded and agreed to the content. It's surprising who you reach on blogs.______________________________________________________________My mother laments of  all the things she has taught me in her efforts to make me a fully  functional member of society, she has forgotten to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/1863107163130451971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/fabuleux.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1863107163130451971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1863107163130451971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/fabuleux.html' title='Fabuleux'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-1748505962726970291</id><published>2010-04-11T05:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T05:19:13.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindred spirits</title><summary type='text'>I often despair of finding people on the same wavelength as me or interests as me in this place. The egocentric nature of this pacific archipelago means that conversation frequently centers around what one did in the immediate week, or about things and happenings occurring in one's backyard. Recently, I've found more kindred spirits in and around Brisbane. Some old spirits that have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/1748505962726970291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/kindred-spirits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1748505962726970291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/1748505962726970291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/kindred-spirits.html' title='Kindred spirits'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-117780042418297640</id><published>2010-04-10T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:35:51.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest malady about being human is that one is never content</title><summary type='text'>There are some of us that are born to pick.'I am not entirely happy, why? How can I fix this?'And then, you go 'mate, I don't really care. I've got bigger things to worry about: the garden is overgrown, I think I am harbouring a colony of possums and gaggle of some sort of bird that emits high pitched screeches, and ants in the pool. Can we talk about your inability to get a good lay some other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/117780042418297640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/greatest-malady-about-being-human-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/117780042418297640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/117780042418297640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/greatest-malady-about-being-human-is.html' title='The greatest malady about being human is that one is never content'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-877431183716369580</id><published>2010-04-04T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:51:29.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth About Size Zero</title><summary type='text'>This is what the new National Director of the Miss Universe Malaysia Organisation is advocating one contestant eat and do in order to be slim and look good in photos. Considering this particular National Director was a former Miss Malaysia and definitely wasn't a size zero when she won, shouldn't she be advocating the realistic figure she once had?Andrea when she won Miss Malaysia:Andrea now, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/877431183716369580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/truth-about-size-zero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/877431183716369580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/877431183716369580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/04/truth-about-size-zero.html' title='The Truth About Size Zero'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/S7mIO5YdYoI/AAAAAAAAACg/YwZ2n6i92Ys/s72-c/af1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-2427656078025557995</id><published>2010-02-23T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T04:22:01.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing pains</title><summary type='text'>I have previously ranted and raved about how much I dislike Australia, Brisbane in particular.The weather is atrocious (it's like Al Gore is trying to prove a point and make this the hottest place on earth), the people are mostly bogans, culture here consists of bbqs every weekend, high fashion is Witchery, there is one Louis Vuitton for miles (and there isn't a Gucci outlet!). It does not help </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/2427656078025557995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/growing-pains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2427656078025557995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2427656078025557995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/growing-pains.html' title='Growing pains'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-7590836700623191545</id><published>2010-02-13T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T07:40:19.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such is</title><summary type='text'>Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/7590836700623191545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/such-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7590836700623191545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7590836700623191545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/such-is.html' title='Such is'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-7601239526010201278</id><published>2010-02-12T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:17:35.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral codes</title><summary type='text'>My Facebook status yesterday:'Y*rdeh says one moral code for the people you like, another moral code for the ones you don't. Such inconsistency does not bode well for the friend who becomes the foe.'I have a met a multitude of people who claim to have a moral code, but it only applies when they feel like it should. For example, one says lying in a relationship is the worst thing ever but honestly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/7601239526010201278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/moral-codes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7601239526010201278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/7601239526010201278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/moral-codes.html' title='Moral codes'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-4955990646823164870</id><published>2010-02-11T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T02:47:33.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronic fatigue syndrome</title><summary type='text'>Apparently this is a proper disorder and can render you incapable of working full time, thus enabling you to go on the dole. Can I just pay the GP a lump sum to write to the government that I have this then?Having had this autoimmune rash (pityriasis rosea, you can Google it), I haven't been exercising for MONTHS. That plus me being really tired = fat! Doesn't help that Xmas was less than two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/4955990646823164870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/chronic-fatigue-syndrome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4955990646823164870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/4955990646823164870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/chronic-fatigue-syndrome.html' title='Chronic fatigue syndrome'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/S3PW1dGAB1I/AAAAAAAAABw/7xJbKA8ACtU/s72-c/IMG_0285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-5319671695155184036</id><published>2010-02-02T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T04:46:28.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love instant noodles, who's with me on this?</title><summary type='text'>I get pretty incensed when I read social anthropology articles (or articles that pass themselves off as pseudo science) such as this Shouldn't this really be satire? How on earth could the Guardian pass this garbage off as science? Did the authors not gag themselves with laughter about how inane the statements in this article were?I think I'm primarily annoyed by how insipid it portrays women in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/5319671695155184036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-instant-noodles-whos-with-me-on.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5319671695155184036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5319671695155184036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-instant-noodles-whos-with-me-on.html' title='I love instant noodles, who&apos;s with me on this?'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-8716709017357317153</id><published>2010-02-01T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:54:45.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Currently reading, Feb 2010</title><summary type='text'>I took this idea from GeorgetteI read a bit of everything, but right now I'm primarily focused on The Little Prince.'Mais les yeux sont aveugles. Il faut chercher avec le cœur.'But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart...I can see myself reading this to a child. Simple, but truths usually are.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/8716709017357317153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/currently-reading-feb-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8716709017357317153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8716709017357317153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/02/currently-reading-feb-2010.html' title='Currently reading, Feb 2010'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/S2au1eJgnQI/AAAAAAAAABo/D4X1F6Z4evg/s72-c/IMG_0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-8350573901319180546</id><published>2010-01-30T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:43:30.524-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Dynamics</title><summary type='text'>I have been meeting up with friends that I haven't seen in ages, and it's almost laughable how stilted the conversation is. It's almost as if we're strangers and we're afraid of offending each other. On the other hand, there are some friends whom you haven't seen in a while and you end up talking non-stop about everything.Which then begs the question: should you bother about the friends with whom</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/8350573901319180546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/01/dynamics.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8350573901319180546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/8350573901319180546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/01/dynamics.html' title='Dynamics'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-2079558619778859407</id><published>2010-01-29T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:03:39.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you find in Brisbane</title><summary type='text'> I thought these were cute! Ceramic-glazed tags, shaped like bookmarks from the eco store in Adelaide Street. I was actually trying to look for Medibank Private to claim back my naturopath consultation fees (apparently I am allergic to turpenes, which is present in everything from moisturisers to perfumes. I am SCREWED, heheh).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/2079558619778859407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-thought-these-were-cute-ceramic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2079558619778859407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/2079558619778859407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-thought-these-were-cute-ceramic.html' title='Things you find in Brisbane'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/S2PZwJvm3HI/AAAAAAAAABg/5NsSYeNHxB0/s72-c/IMG_0225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160106535055690485.post-5535446978506938771</id><published>2010-01-28T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:07:05.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving...</title><summary type='text'>A fresh start with this new blog. But amongst other things, this wedding/nun gown by Elie Saab for his Spring 2010 Couture show. Who said couture was useless, it's divine darling!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/feeds/5535446978506938771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5535446978506938771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160106535055690485/posts/default/5535446978506938771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmoleru.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='Loving...'/><author><name>Y*rdeh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500393550799364197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/TITB-6qUbXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DB4_y3UyMB8/S220/istanbul2007+049.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mgDf6iJhfk0/S2G2HWQ26gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iZoutbemZvA/s72-c/eliesaabspring20102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
