<?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-8859573</id><updated>2011-09-29T02:24:42.667+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The everyday happenings of doc</title><subtitle type='html'>and sometimes some movie premiers...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-111108026572044109</id><published>2005-03-17T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-17T17:24:25.720Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 38: Magnet Man</title><content type='html'>Yes... this blog entry is a homage to the famous Magnet Man - The only Megaman boss with a Magnet on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He should be rewarded really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy fires magnets - who else can do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\o/ for Magnet Man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-111108026572044109?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/111108026572044109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=111108026572044109' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/111108026572044109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/111108026572044109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/03/chapter-38-magnet-man.html' title='Chapter 38: Magnet Man'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-111082778074078018</id><published>2005-03-14T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-14T19:16:20.740Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 37: Internet +</title><content type='html'>I HAVE RECIEVED THE INTERNET AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks all around and all that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-111082778074078018?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/111082778074078018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=111082778074078018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/111082778074078018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/111082778074078018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/03/chapter-37-internet.html' title='Chapter 37: Internet +'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110764622354373011</id><published>2005-02-05T23:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-14T12:57:53.830Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 36: Final Fantasy - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Final Fantasy has gone through alot of different scenarios over the past years. I am here to give you all a run down on each Final Fantasy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is Part 1, so this only contains the storyline of 1 - 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy I: 4 heroes are gathered with the crystals. They must then journey onwards to destroy the most dreadful enemy Chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy II: The Palamecian Emporer has summoned fiends from another dimension and has caused the empire into world conquest. In the Kingdom of Fynn a rebel force joined up as a response. The Kingdom of Fynn was taken and 4 homeless orphans all ran off to Altair. Now they are fighting for survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy III: The Empire is reviving the 1000 year old spells called "magic". A young girl named Terra escapes from her captures and joins a rebel group. The Empire tries to harness the power of the Goddess Statues but Kefka stabs Emporer Gestahl and all the statues are unaligned - bringing the end of the world. One year later the world has ended, continents are destroyed and cities are being born. Kefka rules with the Light of Judgement from atop of his tower. Now the rebel group must dethrone Kefka and bring peace across the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy IV: The Kingdom of Baron sets on a quest to find the elemental crystals. The air force commander named Cecil is dismissed from his post after questioning the kings motives. With the help of wizards and warriors Cecil must try to defeat the growing threat "Baron" and bring peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110764622354373011?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110764622354373011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110764622354373011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110764622354373011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110764622354373011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/02/chapter-36-final-fantasy-part-1.html' title='Chapter 36: Final Fantasy - Part 1'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110737448077168620</id><published>2005-02-02T19:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-02T20:01:20.770Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 35: AYBABTU</title><content type='html'>My day in english...&lt;br /&gt;"Things in speech marks means that I am talking"&lt;br /&gt;*Things in stars means that my mate is talking*&lt;br /&gt;(Things in brackets means that my teacher is talking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happen?"&lt;br /&gt;*Someone set us up the homework*&lt;br /&gt;*We get planner*&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;(Turn over page 4)&lt;br /&gt;"It's you"&lt;br /&gt;(How are you pupils?)&lt;br /&gt;(All your work are belong to us)&lt;br /&gt;"What you say?"&lt;br /&gt;(You have no chance to pass make your time)&lt;br /&gt;(hahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110737448077168620?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110737448077168620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110737448077168620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110737448077168620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110737448077168620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/02/chapter-35-aybabtu.html' title='Chapter 35: AYBABTU'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110728050874502949</id><published>2005-02-01T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-01T17:55:08.746Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 34: Odd</title><content type='html'>I had an odd day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The biology teacher was in and I ended up sitting on the front desk.&lt;br /&gt;2. We had theory in I.T today instead of on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;3. I passed my french test.&lt;br /&gt;4. I got an A for my English Speech.&lt;br /&gt;5. I helped a blind man get onto the tram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all going good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110728050874502949?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110728050874502949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110728050874502949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110728050874502949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110728050874502949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/02/chapter-34-odd.html' title='Chapter 34: Odd'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110658301775770419</id><published>2005-01-24T16:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-24T16:10:17.756Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 33: Detention</title><content type='html'>My english teacher Mrs Simpson gave the whole class an English detention because she said that the homework was in for Wednesday, but then she changed her mind and decided not to tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say balls to that and also say that she is the most stupidest teacher in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even stupider than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110658301775770419?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110658301775770419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110658301775770419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110658301775770419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110658301775770419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/01/chapter-33-detention.html' title='Chapter 33: Detention'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110563409877095048</id><published>2005-01-13T16:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-13T16:34:58.770Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 32: Work Experience</title><content type='html'>I got my work experience form today. Apparently I will be working at "Manchester City Pride" which is 3 streets away from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have to have an interview though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110563409877095048?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110563409877095048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110563409877095048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110563409877095048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110563409877095048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/01/chapter-32-work-experience.html' title='Chapter 32: Work Experience'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110537916373039436</id><published>2005-01-10T17:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-10T17:46:03.730Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 31: Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>If it isn't mean, it isn't stav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110537916373039436?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110537916373039436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110537916373039436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110537916373039436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110537916373039436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/01/chapter-31-words-of-wisdom.html' title='Chapter 31: Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110492819830528275</id><published>2005-01-05T12:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-05T12:29:58.306Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 30: Simba</title><content type='html'>R.I.P Simba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were a great cat and very cuddly. I loved you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110492819830528275?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110492819830528275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110492819830528275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110492819830528275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110492819830528275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/01/chapter-30-simba.html' title='Chapter 30: Simba'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110454374553161464</id><published>2005-01-01T01:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-01T01:42:25.530Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 29: New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year peoples! My new year resolution is to do better at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or take over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110454374553161464?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110454374553161464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110454374553161464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110454374553161464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110454374553161464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2005/01/chapter-29-new-year.html' title='Chapter 29: New Year'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110443675420704980</id><published>2004-12-30T19:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-30T19:59:14.206Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 28: Webcomics</title><content type='html'>Webcomics... I remember a long time ago I started one of those but then I quit making it after a couple of weeks. Anyway the webcomic age is nigh and soon webcomics will rule the earth. However I am taking this time just to discuss about some of my favourite webcomics in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Life Comics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Life has got alot of truths to it and I can relate with them with ease. The person who writes it bases it on his own life and is then executed into a proper comic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penny Arcade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant, nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MegaTokyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MegaTokyo is an anime styled webcomic and has alot of viewers. The drawing style is amazing and it's got alot of humour and comedy. I may actually like this better than Penny Arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110443675420704980?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110443675420704980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110443675420704980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110443675420704980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110443675420704980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-28-webcomics.html' title='Chapter 28: Webcomics'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110427169666987673</id><published>2004-12-28T22:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-28T22:08:16.670Z</updated><title type='text'>(h4p73r 27: 1337</title><content type='html'>7h1$ 3n71r3 b£09 $h4££ b3 p0$73Ð 1n 1337 74£|{ b3(4µ$3 1 w4n73Ð 7h1$ b£09 3n7r¥ 70 b3 Ð1ƒƒ3r3n7. 1$n'7 1$ 900Ð 70 h4v3 m4n¥ Ð1ƒƒ3r3n7 $¥mb0£$? 1$n'7 17? W3££ 4n¥w4¥, $h0µ£Ð b3 0ƒƒ n0w, 900Ðb¥3 4nÐ 7h4n|{ ¥0µ ƒ0r r34Ð1n9 m¥ £0v3£¥ 1337 b£09 b£09.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110427169666987673?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110427169666987673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110427169666987673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110427169666987673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110427169666987673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/h4p73r-27-1337.html' title='(h4p73r 27: 1337'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110407062879665338</id><published>2004-12-26T14:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-26T14:17:08.796Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 26: Christmas Tale</title><content type='html'>Christmas was pretty good. I woke up at 9.30pm because I couldn't sleep very well and waited for 30 minutes before I started to open my presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family Guy - Season 1 (dvd, 2 discs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Simpsons - Season 1 (dvd, 4 discs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School of Rock (dvd, 1 disc)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaun of the Dead (dvd, 1 disc)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blackadder - Christmas Carol (dvd, 1 disc)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blackadder - Back and Forth + Cavalier Years (dvd, 1 disc)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diablo II (game)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diablo II: Lord of Destruction (game, expansion)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screen Test (board game)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In your face! (board game)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red Dwarf figures (figures)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner consisted of Turkey, Stuffing, Roast Potatoes, Mashed Potatoes and Peas. We had Christmas Pudding with custard and a mince pie for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110407062879665338?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110407062879665338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110407062879665338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110407062879665338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110407062879665338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-26-christmas-tale.html' title='Chapter 26: Christmas Tale'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110389542923456614</id><published>2004-12-24T13:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-24T13:37:09.233Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 25: Omh</title><content type='html'>omhomhomhomhomhomhomgomgomgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's christmas day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents and Turkey and Alcohol and a reason to fall over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110389542923456614?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110389542923456614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110389542923456614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110389542923456614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110389542923456614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-25-omh.html' title='Chapter 25: Omh'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110381458072135017</id><published>2004-12-23T15:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-23T15:09:40.720Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 24: Chocolate Coins</title><content type='html'>The chocolate coins now a days no longer have anything to do with England. The coins themselves are no longer pennies or pounds. They are now euros. Is there anything that Tony Blair will not change and leave alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that they are no longer real currency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are also hard to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110381458072135017?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110381458072135017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110381458072135017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110381458072135017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110381458072135017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-24-chocolate-coins.html' title='Chapter 24: Chocolate Coins'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110373621016403757</id><published>2004-12-22T17:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-22T17:23:30.166Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 23: LOE RPG</title><content type='html'>The RPG Maker 2003 is much better than the RPG Maker XP. I have recently started a new game called Lair of Eternity - Jerome Returns after my previous game (Final Cheesefarm) was put on hold until I have an ending to finish it all.&lt;br /&gt;The story begins with a man called Nick Hayden when he appears in a strange land. Everyone he knows still exists in this world but the entire world is different - no one remembers Nick and there is only one religion. Nick goes around finding all the people he once knew and comes across a terrible secret which causes the main villain (Jerome) to send the Dark Summons after Nick. The battle begins and everyone's true nature is revealed during the huge epic battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only done the first town up to now and a scene from the past. But it shall be done in the future. Anyway, thank you and goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110373621016403757?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110373621016403757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110373621016403757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110373621016403757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110373621016403757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-23-loe-rpg.html' title='Chapter 23: LOE RPG'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110348612643479198</id><published>2004-12-19T20:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-19T19:55:26.433Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 22: Grinchmas</title><content type='html'>I have just watched the great movie called "The Grinch". The main character named The Grinch (Jim Carrey) has hated Christmas since the day he arrived in Whosville. But one day in school he started to like someone and bought her a present when everyone laughed at him. He got annoyed and destroyed the school - forcing him to leave to the top of the mountain. It's up to a little girl to show him what Christmas is truely about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress, even though it was a good film the ending was happy. I demand that all endings end up having some kind of catastrophic accident causing the world to be destroyed in a hellish fire or something.&lt;br /&gt;Damn happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other movies on over the Christmas holidays although it was discovered that the BBC are currently showing movies which suit Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also as an extra bonus there is a 2 hour show on Channel 4 called "up late with the doc". Watch it, we have Johnny Depp on talking about Pirates of the Caribbean 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110348612643479198?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110348612643479198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110348612643479198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110348612643479198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110348612643479198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-22-grinchmas.html' title='Chapter 22: Grinchmas'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110312785690719052</id><published>2004-12-15T16:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-15T16:24:16.906Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 21: Christmas Poem</title><content type='html'>There might be more poems, it just depends on how I am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A different intro for Sir Cliff Richards "Mistletoe and Wine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.O.E Missiles and Grime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People sneezing Snot and Slime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With logs on the fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the angel on the tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All your base are belong to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110312785690719052?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110312785690719052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110312785690719052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110312785690719052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110312785690719052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-21-christmas-poem.html' title='Chapter 21: Christmas Poem'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110270054581154584</id><published>2004-12-10T17:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-10T17:42:25.810Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 20: Report</title><content type='html'>Hello there. I have had my review today and it's a middle thing for me. I am 110th in the entire year and that really isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress: Here are my grades which I recieved.&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT - MARKED WORK - EFFORT ON WORK - BEHAVIOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English - C - C - B&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics - C - D - B&lt;br /&gt;Science (Double Award) - B - B - A&lt;br /&gt;French - C - C- B&lt;br /&gt;Business Studies - A - A - A&lt;br /&gt;History - C - C - C&lt;br /&gt;I.T - D - C - C&lt;br /&gt;R.E - B - B - A&lt;br /&gt;P.E - C - C - C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110270054581154584?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110270054581154584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110270054581154584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110270054581154584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110270054581154584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-20-report.html' title='Chapter 20: Report'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110244462574285857</id><published>2004-12-07T18:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-07T18:37:05.743Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 19: Christmas Humbugs</title><content type='html'>Christmas is good, but I do have a few problems with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pronounce "Christmas", comes out as "Chrismas" doesn't it? Why don't they say "CHRISTman"?&lt;br /&gt;2. There are not 12 days of Christmas, there is only one (25th december)&lt;br /&gt;3. Jesus said "do not celebrate my birth, remember my death." So why are we celebrating Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;4. Jesus's birthday was in October or something, not December.&lt;br /&gt;5. Christmas ain't even Jesus's anymore, it's Coca-Cola's (they bought santa).&lt;br /&gt;6. No chimneys anymore, how the heck does Santa get in?&lt;br /&gt;7. Parents tell kids "don't talk to strangers / follow strangers" so why do they make kids talk to santa... alone... in a room...&lt;br /&gt;8. Santa is only fat because he eats alot of mince pies. GIVE HIM A DIET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110244462574285857?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110244462574285857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110244462574285857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110244462574285857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110244462574285857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-19-christmas-humbugs.html' title='Chapter 19: Christmas Humbugs'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110209329303926649</id><published>2004-12-03T17:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-03T17:01:33.040Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 18: Advent Calender</title><content type='html'>Oh my, twenty two days to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a buttons advert calender. It is soooo nice. It's like "omg another button in my calender, yummy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good. But what if it was an advert calender? You would open the 25th chocolate and your house would be full of junk mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, think about that while I come up with a better blog entry later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110209329303926649?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110209329303926649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110209329303926649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110209329303926649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110209329303926649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-18-advent-calender.html' title='Chapter 18: Advent Calender'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110149929009661961</id><published>2004-11-26T20:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-26T20:01:30.096Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 17: Fairy Tales</title><content type='html'>One nice bright summers day, Nick was walking through the woods when he spotted a strange house in the distance. The door was unlocked and he entered the house. When he went inside he found three computers - each with their own game!&lt;br /&gt;He played on Kohan: Immortal Sovereigns but it was too easy.&lt;br /&gt;He played on Warcraft III but it was too stupid.&lt;br /&gt;But then he played on Tony Hawk's Underground and it was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Nick walked upstairs and looked at the three different beds in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;He lied on the small bed but his feet dangled off the edge.&lt;br /&gt;He lied on the medium sized bed but he fell off the side.&lt;br /&gt;But then he lied on the king sized bed and it was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Nick continued to walk around the house when he came across the music room.&lt;br /&gt;He played on the trumpet but he could only make stupid noises.&lt;br /&gt;He played on the piano but he could only play the red dwarf theme tune.&lt;br /&gt;But then he played the electric guiter at 200 amps and accidentaly destroyed the amp system. Just then the minotaurs came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who has completed my save of Kohan?" asked the little minotaur.&lt;br /&gt;"Who has completed my save of Warcraft III?" asked the wife minotaur.&lt;br /&gt;"And who has completed my save of Tony Hawk's Underground?" asked the dad minotaur.&lt;br /&gt;Nick heard the minotaurs talking and tried to hide in the wardrobe. The minotaurs walked upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;"Who has been sleeping on my small bed and messing up my pillow?" asked the little minotaur.&lt;br /&gt;"Who has been sleeping on my medium sized bed and messing up the duvet?" asked the wife minotaur.&lt;br /&gt;"And who has been sleeping on my king sized bed? The magazine has moved." asked the dad minotaur.&lt;br /&gt;Nick became silent as the minotaurs entered the final room.&lt;br /&gt;"Who has been playing on my trumpet? The saliva is still on it." asked the little minotaur.&lt;br /&gt;"Who has been playing on my piano? Some keys have fallen off." asked the wife minotaur.&lt;br /&gt;"And who has been playing on my electric guitar? The amp system is bust." asked the dad minotaur.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the dad minotaur started to sniff and found the closet which Nick was still hiding in.&lt;br /&gt;"Looks like the crook is hiding in here."&lt;br /&gt;The dad minotaur lifted his head up and charged right into the closet. His horns went into Nick's chest and he died. The wife minotaur then went off to buy another closet while the dad minotaur buried the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110149929009661961?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110149929009661961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110149929009661961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110149929009661961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110149929009661961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-17-fairy-tales.html' title='Chapter 17: Fairy Tales'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110140170535357943</id><published>2004-11-25T16:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-25T16:55:05.353Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 16: Jungle Fever</title><content type='html'>Hello and welcome to the first episode in the series of "I'm a celebrity... get me the fuck out of here!". We are coming LIVE from Australia and are sending the first five contestants in right now.&lt;br /&gt;*five celebrities who you have never met before enter the jungle*&lt;br /&gt;And now the other five.&lt;br /&gt;*they enter*&lt;br /&gt;Right, let's get you voting for the very first &lt;strong&gt;Trial of Death&lt;/strong&gt;. The numbers to phone are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Davina McCall - 01&lt;br /&gt;Posh Spice - 02&lt;br /&gt;John Prescott - 03&lt;br /&gt;Gordon Brown - 04&lt;br /&gt;Tony Blair - 05&lt;br /&gt;George Bush - 06&lt;br /&gt;Jack Dee - 07&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp - 08&lt;br /&gt;Will Smith - 09&lt;br /&gt;Dawn French - 10&lt;br /&gt;The first trial of death shall be where you jump off a cliff without any parachutes or anything. You just jump off and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back tomorrow for another installment of "I'M A CELEBRITY... GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110140170535357943?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110140170535357943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110140170535357943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110140170535357943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110140170535357943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-16-jungle-fever.html' title='Chapter 16: Jungle Fever'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110088851288961866</id><published>2004-11-19T17:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-19T18:21:52.890Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 15: Actual Blog #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This shall be the very first blog entry based on the events of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DocM Comics: Actual Blog #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/DocM/Art/blog/actualblog1.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/DocM/Art/blog/actualblog1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, where shall I begin... (beware: may bore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was woken up at 7.30am to get ready for school and left the house in good spirits. That was about as far as my spirits lasted. It was pouring down and I had no coat. I was cold and by the time I reached the tram station I was drenched. The tram was late for about 10 minutes so I was even more drenched. When I reach the school we are just going into form and then off we go to Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;In chemistry we were made to do a practical and when I was pouring the Copper Sulphate into the measuring cylinder someone knocked my arm and then the mixture went over my hand. So after I cleaned my hand up I realize that there is some kind of syringe for the Copper Sulphate so that I won't spill it. That was strike 1.&lt;br /&gt;Went off to Business Studies to do some sheet about a monopoly. I would say I liked filling in a sheet but I would be lying.&lt;br /&gt;Physics, I like physics. Except when I do the homework and six people don't do the homework. So the teacher spent half an hour just going on and on about these six people forgetting their homework and I was absolutely bored. This was strike 2.&lt;br /&gt;We are writing a newspaper article in English and it's about a hot air balloon that lands on the school. No one is injured and everyone is happy. So I thought I would turn the tables by sending the hot air balloon through a thunderstorm and then have it take out half of the school.&lt;br /&gt;Maths is rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;I.T was theory and was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110088851288961866?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110088851288961866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110088851288961866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110088851288961866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110088851288961866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-15-actual-blog-1.html' title='Chapter 15: Actual Blog #1'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110054221462412567</id><published>2004-11-15T16:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-15T18:10:14.623Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 14: Action Movie</title><content type='html'>Why do action movies always have it so that the bad guy fails in what he had planned to do and the good guy always beats him? If I were to make an action movie I would set it up so that the ending would be that the good guy would enter the bad guy's base and then the bad guy just sets off the nuclear bomb and the world explodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GG gets into the base and beats aload of guys and then meets up with the BG*&lt;br /&gt;BG: Ah, Mr GG, we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;GG: Hello there BG.&lt;br /&gt;BG: You cannot stop me now!&lt;br /&gt;GG: Oh really?&lt;br /&gt;BG: Well... yeah... that's why I said it.&lt;br /&gt;*BG clicks the nuclear bomb button and the world explodes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S A MOVIE. But with more dialogue and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it "the bad guy wins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110054221462412567?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110054221462412567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110054221462412567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110054221462412567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110054221462412567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-14-action-movie.html' title='Chapter 14: Action Movie'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110035708201899786</id><published>2004-11-13T14:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-13T14:44:42.016Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 13: P-A-R-T-Y</title><content type='html'>I am going to a party today and hope to come back tomorrow drunk. I appear to be going to a pub. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will be good, but I highly doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbye, bigger entry tomorrow. (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110035708201899786?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110035708201899786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110035708201899786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110035708201899786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110035708201899786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-13-p-r-t-y.html' title='Chapter 13: P-A-R-T-Y'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110029156387724215</id><published>2004-11-12T20:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-12T20:32:43.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 12: Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>Coming soon to a blog entry near you... DOC BLOG ENTRY #13!&lt;br /&gt;In it you will find ROMANCE, ACTION and lots and lots of BLOOOOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Starring Nick Hayden as DocM and Biscuit the Cat as himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc Blog Entry #13 comes out on &lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY, SATURDAY, SOMEDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it at the one and only doc blog arena of doc blog entries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy one ticket and get the next showing FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110029156387724215?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110029156387724215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110029156387724215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110029156387724215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110029156387724215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-12-coming-soon.html' title='Chapter 12: Coming Soon'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110018570754109726</id><published>2004-11-11T15:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-11T15:08:27.540Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11: Royalty</title><content type='html'>I am better than you all because there is a reason to believe that I am related to King Edward the III of England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bow to me and bring me some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110018570754109726?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110018570754109726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110018570754109726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110018570754109726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110018570754109726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-11-royalty.html' title='Chapter 11: Royalty'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110012188454316443</id><published>2004-11-10T21:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-10T21:24:44.543Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10: Calculator</title><content type='html'>I work in Burger King&lt;br /&gt;Making bacon whoppers&lt;br /&gt;I wear a paper hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding fries are done&lt;br /&gt;Ding fries are done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding fries are done&lt;br /&gt;Ding fries are done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I go over to the till and I use my&lt;br /&gt;CALCULATOR&lt;br /&gt;do do dooooo&lt;br /&gt;do do dooooo&lt;br /&gt;It's a CAL-CU-LAY-TOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110012188454316443?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110012188454316443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110012188454316443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110012188454316443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110012188454316443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-10-calculator.html' title='Chapter 10: Calculator'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-110001500627261160</id><published>2004-11-09T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-09T15:43:26.273Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9: English Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This blog entry could also be called "School - Part 2"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in my english lesson, we were given a poem to read called "this room" and it goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This room is breaking out&lt;br /&gt;of itself, cracking through&lt;br /&gt;its own walls&lt;br /&gt;in search of space, light,&lt;br /&gt;empty air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed is lifting out of&lt;br /&gt;its nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;From dark corners, chairs&lt;br /&gt;are rising up to crash through the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time and place&lt;br /&gt;to be alive:&lt;br /&gt;when the daily furniture of our lives&lt;br /&gt;stirs, when the improbable arrives.&lt;br /&gt;Pots and pans band together&lt;br /&gt;in celebration, clang&lt;br /&gt;past the crowd of garlic, onions, spices,&lt;br /&gt;fly by the ceiling fan.&lt;br /&gt;No one is looking for the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all this excitement&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering where&lt;br /&gt;I've left my feet, and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands are outside, clapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imtiaz Dharker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was coming up with ideas like "love", "personalized" and "empty room". But it is obvious it's about a party.&lt;br /&gt;"in search of space, light, empty air." - The people have crowded the room up with smoke.&lt;br /&gt;"chairs are rising up to crash through the clouds" - Musical chairs.&lt;br /&gt;"this is the time and place to be alive: " - The party is very good.&lt;br /&gt;"pots and pans bang together in celebration." - Celebration = party.&lt;br /&gt;"past the crowd of garlic, onions, spices, " - Traditional party food.&lt;br /&gt;"no one is looking for the door" - The party is still going on.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm wondering where i left my feet" - First stage of being drunk.&lt;br /&gt;"my hands are outside, clapping." - When you are drunk you make a fool of yourself outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-110001500627261160?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/110001500627261160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=110001500627261160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110001500627261160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/110001500627261160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-9-english-poems.html' title='Chapter 9: English Poems'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-109976946253440366</id><published>2004-11-06T19:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:31:02.533Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: The Return</title><content type='html'>Right, here me out, the reason why I wasn't updating the blog / taking over the world is because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sat on the computer one day with my exercise machine in the other room (living room). When suddenly a meteor hits my exercise machine and takes half of the house with it. I try to find the machine but only find traces of it, so I place it in a box and take it to Exercise R Us at the other side of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Exercise R Us I walk up to the clerk and say&lt;br /&gt;"Hello. I have just noticed that your exercise machine you sold me has a 'meteor attractor' feature on it. Is it possible to refund my machine?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry sir, but I am afraid I cannot. Next time don't place your exercise machine next to the window."&lt;br /&gt;"But it took half my house with it. You better pay for that."&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"Fine then."&lt;br /&gt;So I bitch-slapped the clerk, walk over to the new exercise machine I wanted and ran out the door with it. When I finally reached home I noticed that the police were outside it. I tried to enter my house but was arrested for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've been watching you for some time... Mr Anderson."&lt;br /&gt;"My name is Nick."&lt;br /&gt;"It appears you've been living two lives. In one you are Mr. Thomas Anderson and in the other you are the hacker known as Neo."&lt;br /&gt;"My name is Nick, didn't you hear me the first time?"&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a police officer entered and told me I was in the wrong room. I was sent away to the actual police custody room where I was asked questions such as "do you know where the bathroom is" and "is it true that you and the princess are just friends".&lt;br /&gt;I was sent to prison for the night and was sent to the court case yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have evidence that you met Morpheus and Trinity recently."&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck sake... not again..."&lt;br /&gt;The police officer took me away and into my court case with coverage about it on Channel 1111, Court3. I was asked more questions than before and was then forced to return the machine back with no charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back home again and found out the other half of my house was destroyed by another meteor. I was forced to find the pieces of my computer to put it together and ask IRC for help. But then I lost track of time and fell asleep. I woke up and realized I was naked because the homeless person from across the road was wearing my clothes. All my spare clothes was destroyed by the meteors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cold now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-109976946253440366?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/109976946253440366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=109976946253440366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109976946253440366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109976946253440366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-8-return.html' title='Chapter 8: The Return'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-109932821477807465</id><published>2004-11-01T16:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-01T16:59:21.296Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7: It's personal...</title><content type='html'>*ghostbusters run in*&lt;br /&gt;DIE HALLOWEEN GHOST!&lt;br /&gt;*ghostbusters zap at the halloween ghost and capture him, then run out of the blog*&lt;br /&gt;*the doc appears out of a closet*&lt;br /&gt;Damn ghosts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:+: past :+:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First grade teacher's name: Mr. Critchly&lt;br /&gt;Last word you said: Italics.&lt;br /&gt;Last song you sang: Magical Trevor - Weebls-stuff&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged: N/A&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you laughed at: Sliders&lt;br /&gt;Last time you said I don't fucking remember: English lesson&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried: Brother's Funeral&lt;br /&gt;What's in your CD player: I don't have one&lt;br /&gt;What color socks are you wearing: Don't wear socks&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: Carpet&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up today: 7.25 am&lt;br /&gt;Current taste: Steak&lt;br /&gt;Current hair: Straight and Hairy&lt;br /&gt;Current clothes: Red Jumper, Raiders Black T-Shirt, Black trousers and grey boxer shorts&lt;br /&gt;Current annoyance: School&lt;br /&gt;Current longing: To take over the world with my master plan&lt;br /&gt;Current desktop picture: Me (I changed it)&lt;br /&gt;Current worry: Someone beating me to another dimension&lt;br /&gt;Current favorite article of clothing: I don't have an article&lt;br /&gt;Favorite physical feature of the opposite sex: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Last CD that you listened to: I don't listen to CD's, but the MP3 would have to be Final Fantasy X - To Zanarkand&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place to be: Home&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite place: School&lt;br /&gt;Time you wake up in the morning: I don't wake up in the morning, afternoon however would be 1.00 pm&lt;br /&gt;If you could play any instrument, what would it be: Keyboard&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color: Black / Red&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in afterlife: No&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you: I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Current favorite word/saying: "Everyday man, everyday"&lt;br /&gt;Favorite book: Garfield&lt;br /&gt;Favorite season: Spring (my birthday is there)&lt;br /&gt;One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: N/A&lt;br /&gt;Favorite day: Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:+:future:+:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go: New Zealand, Auckland&lt;br /&gt;What is your career going to be like: Artist or Secret Agent&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want: One&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car will you have: Ferrari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:+:have you ever... :+:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said "i love you" and meant it? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Gotten in a fight w/ your dog/cat/bird/fish, etc? No&lt;br /&gt;Been to New York? No&lt;br /&gt;Been to Florida? No&lt;br /&gt;San Diego, Cali? No&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii? No, but I want too&lt;br /&gt;Mexico? I want to go here as well and become a Mexican&lt;br /&gt;China? No&lt;br /&gt;Canada? No&lt;br /&gt;Danced naked? No, danced half naked with a room full of people when I was drunk though. (and I have a pic to prove it)&lt;br /&gt;Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day? I wish&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to be the opposite sex and get periods? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Had an imaginary friend? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:+: random :+:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;What book are you reading now? None&lt;br /&gt;Worst feeling in the world? Anger&lt;br /&gt;What is the first thing you think when you wake in the morning? Fuck off, it's too early&lt;br /&gt;How many rings before you answer? Three&lt;br /&gt;Future daugher's name: Jill&lt;br /&gt;Future son's name: Teo&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? No&lt;br /&gt;If you could have any job you wanted, what would it be? Web Designer or Secret Agent&lt;br /&gt;Are you a lefty, righty or ambidextrous? Right handed&lt;br /&gt;College plans: Web Designing or Secret Agent&lt;br /&gt;Piercings: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:+: the extra stuff :+:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you do drugs? No&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink? Yes (when I can)&lt;br /&gt;Who are your best friends? Don't have any&lt;br /&gt;What kind of Shampoo and Conditioner do you use? Head and Shoulders&lt;br /&gt;What are you most scared of? Heights&lt;br /&gt;What clothes do you sleep in? Boxer Shorts, Naked if hot&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person that called you? Tom&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to get married? Church&lt;br /&gt;If you could change anything about yourself what would that be? Height and Strength&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate? Joseph Edward Stevenson&lt;br /&gt;Favorite number: 67&lt;br /&gt;Been In Love: Once&lt;br /&gt;What Type Automobile Do You Drive? Nothing&lt;br /&gt;Are you Timely Or Always Late? Time&lt;br /&gt;Do You Have A Job? Web Designer&lt;br /&gt;Do You Like Being Around People? If it's my friends yes, if not, no&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: Being Liked&lt;br /&gt;Are you for world peace? Yeah, just make the world under 1 ruler and world peace will happen&lt;br /&gt;Are you a health freak? No&lt;br /&gt;Do You Have A "Type" Of Person You Always Go After? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Want Someone You Don't Have Right Now? No&lt;br /&gt;Are You Lonely Right Now? Kind of&lt;br /&gt;Ever Afraid You'll Never Get Married? No&lt;br /&gt;Do You Want To Get Married? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do You Want Kids? Indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:+: in the last 24 hours, have you :+:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried: No&lt;br /&gt;Bought: No&lt;br /&gt;Gotten Sick: No&lt;br /&gt;Sang: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Said I Love You: No&lt;br /&gt;Wanted To Tell Someone You Loved them: No&lt;br /&gt;Met Someone New: No&lt;br /&gt;Moved On: No&lt;br /&gt;Talked To Someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Had A Serious Talk: No&lt;br /&gt;Missed Someone: No&lt;br /&gt;Hugged Someone: No&lt;br /&gt;Kissed Someone: No&lt;br /&gt;Fought With Your Parents: No&lt;br /&gt;Dreamed About Someone You Can't Be With: No&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of sleep: 8 Hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-109932821477807465?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/109932821477807465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=109932821477807465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109932821477807465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109932821477807465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-7-its-personal.html' title='Chapter 7: It&apos;s personal...'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-109925018566943019</id><published>2004-10-31T19:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-31T19:57:32.030Z</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6: Halloween</title><content type='html'>Welcome to a spooky special edition blog entry! Watch out for the bats and spiders as we take a trip into THE HAUNTED BLOG ENTRY!&lt;br /&gt;This will cost you £400 to read, I am now hacking into your bank account and taking your money. Please walk to the right to start THE HAUNTED BLOG ENTRY!&lt;br /&gt;WoooooooWoooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Oh shi... it's the ghost of the first halloween!&lt;br /&gt;*the doc runs off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bwahahahahaha... now this blog is mine. You will all bow to me and sing my national anthem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ghost of halloween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He ate lots of beans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He ate lots of beans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ghost of hal-lo-ween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ghost of halloween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was the school dean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was the school dean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ghost hal-lo-ween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I demand videos of you singing this... this blog shall never be the same AGAIN! I've killed the doc while you were singing that and now I rename this blog to "The everyday murders by Halloween Ghost".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So long, suckers...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-109925018566943019?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/109925018566943019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=109925018566943019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109925018566943019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109925018566943019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/10/chapter-6-halloween.html' title='Chapter 6: Halloween'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-109898873159807873</id><published>2004-10-28T19:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T19:38:51.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5: School</title><content type='html'>School... the kids and teenagers worst enemy. It's totally rubbish. I have some subjects below and I shall state why they are crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English -&lt;/strong&gt; Crap because you have to read out infront of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maths -&lt;/strong&gt; Sums = boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biology -&lt;/strong&gt; Tests are utter crap and you have to copy down loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemistry -&lt;/strong&gt; Tests take too long and are highly dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics -&lt;/strong&gt; Isaac Newton got hit by an apple, thus Gravity. THAT IS ALL WE NEED TO KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.E -&lt;/strong&gt; Exercise is annoying and long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Citizenship -&lt;/strong&gt; Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.E -&lt;/strong&gt; You only need to know about your own religion, that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Business Studies -&lt;/strong&gt; You write down too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French -&lt;/strong&gt; I live in England, who the heck cares about french?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History -&lt;/strong&gt; Ahem... we would like to know about the present, not the past. I don't care if it's a history lesson or not. GET A BETTER TEACHER ALSO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I.T -&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't know you could have a theory lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-109898873159807873?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/109898873159807873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=109898873159807873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109898873159807873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109898873159807873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/10/chapter-5-school.html' title='Chapter 5: School'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-109889200701221755</id><published>2004-10-27T16:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T16:46:47.013+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4: Room 101</title><content type='html'>Room 101 is one of those television shows which you have to watch. It's on BBC 2 at 10.00pm-ish on a Monday. However, who are these people who they keep sending onto the show? Some of them I know (Harry Hill, etc.) but some of them are new to me. So called celebrities. Why arn't I on the show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I digress. I am going to state the five things I would put into Room 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Government: &lt;/strong&gt;There are many reasons why I would put the government into Room 101, but do I need to explain why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Religion: &lt;/strong&gt;No religion = Less wars / civil wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enemies: &lt;/strong&gt;Who needs them? Nobody, that's who. (unless you are an evil overlord).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharing: &lt;/strong&gt;You buy sweets and everyone expects a share out of it because it's kind. Since when did they decide to give you money? I remember in a pub where I won £4 of a machine and ended up giving my brother £1 and his girlfriend £1. But when he won £15 off the machine he didn't give me one bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life: &lt;/strong&gt;It's a bitch, get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-109889200701221755?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/109889200701221755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=109889200701221755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109889200701221755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109889200701221755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/10/chapter-4-room-101.html' title='Chapter 4: Room 101'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-109881349801469465</id><published>2004-10-26T18:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T18:58:18.013+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Forumites and n00bs</title><content type='html'>Forumites and n00bs. People on the weebl and bob forums say that the newbies "need to learn how to spell". But I can say that the older forumites are almost the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For spelling I will take the example of Froots. He uses the "text speak" and changes words such as YOU to U. No one complains to him that he needs to learn how to spell because he is an old member. However if a newbie joins the forum and changes YOU to U then the newbie will get complaints and be told to stop using text speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flaming is another issue that is usually brought up. The only two areas where there is supposed to be no flaming at all is the two beginners sections. But there is a 2% chance that flaming will occur and when it does the thread appears in the cheese bin (spam area) later. The older members are usually the ones to flame; one of the most famous flamers is stavrosjr. He usually flames: Bad Art, Very Bad Art and Crap Users. However he will flame anyone from time to time *cough*. Another flamer would be scrambled and he flames anyone who is crap and people who pretend to be crap on IRC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older forumites are not much better than the newbies...&lt;br /&gt;I only know a few forumites who: don't spam, don't flame and don't insult newbies. I am not one of them as I believe I spam from time to time (unknown to me). But there are people such as ly, foxy and sassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, follow in those footsteps and become a better poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(slag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-109881349801469465?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/109881349801469465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=109881349801469465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109881349801469465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109881349801469465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/10/chapter-3-forumites-and-n00bs.html' title='Chapter 3: Forumites and n00bs'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-109873629981991524</id><published>2004-10-25T21:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T21:36:50.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Johnny Depp</title><content type='html'>Many people know of the infamous Johnny Depp (Actor of P.O.T.C, From Hell and more) . But I thought about saying a few things about the actual actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Name: &lt;/strong&gt;John Christopher Depp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hometown: &lt;/strong&gt;Owensbro, Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date of Birth: &lt;/strong&gt;June 9th, 1963.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Film: &lt;/strong&gt;Nightmare on Elm Street #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extras: &lt;/strong&gt;Dropped out of school at 15.&lt;br /&gt;But then you all think "is that it?". Well I asked someone who is a major fan of him a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;docm`&gt;&lt;docm&gt;QUESTION TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;docm`&gt;&lt;docm&gt;[DocM] *lights go down like in who wants to be a millionaire*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;docm`&gt;&lt;docm&gt;[DocM] "what makes johnny depp so irresistable to women"&lt;br /&gt;* chewiLy does the music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;docm`&gt;&lt;docm&gt;[DocM] well come on, i don't have all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chewily&gt;&lt;chewily&gt;[chewiLy] what are the choices?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;docm`&gt;&lt;docm&gt;[DocM] no choices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;docm`&gt;&lt;docm&gt;[DocM] i just want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chewily&gt;&lt;chewily&gt;[chewiLy] natural charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chewily&gt;&lt;chewily&gt;[chewiLy] and fabulous cheekbones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see with the above, everyone who is a female thinks Depp is sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they should just find out where the guy lives and meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-109873629981991524?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/109873629981991524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=109873629981991524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109873629981991524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109873629981991524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/10/chapter-2-johnny-depp.html' title='Chapter 2: Johnny Depp'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8859573.post-109863910376043145</id><published>2004-10-24T18:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T18:31:43.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1: Cause Comics</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my very first post of this blog. I cannot stress enough that this shall be my resting place and that all my blog posts shall be on this one.&lt;br /&gt;I call the very first chapter &lt;strong&gt;Cause Comics &lt;/strong&gt;because it shall link to the first three comics with special details and extras about them. I present to you the comics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 1: The evil hath risen...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v66/Metroid91210/Art/cause/comic1.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v66/Metroid91210/Art/cause/comic1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comic shows us the villains, they are called...&lt;br /&gt;1. General Friz - The general for the evil organization. He makes the wars start and then takes all the money in for the group.&lt;br /&gt;2. Count Neclord - The devious count who shall be one of the Gods main foes.&lt;br /&gt;3. The evil overlord - You do not hear what he is called, however he is the one who puts the operations into place.&lt;br /&gt;The actual place is called Fortress of Despair and is located on Mount Dargon; a place where the dragons live deep inside the actual mountain. Mount Dargon is one of the biggest mountains in the area and is found up north of the villaged called Koze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2: PieKaos's Awakening...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v66/Metroid91210/Art/cause/comic2.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v66/Metroid91210/Art/cause/comic2.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comic shows us one of the God's awakening in the Gigo Forest; a home of the giants. He appears in the middle of the forest where the Shrine of Hope is located. However when he tries to escape he bumps into a Giant and gets into a final fantasy battle with him. This battle depicts what the actual battle scenes in the mission thread shall be like. You see the first appearance of Trinonum; home of the Gods. PieKaos wins the battle and then the story ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3: Destrukto's Fate...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v66/Metroid91210/Art/cause/comic3.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v66/Metroid91210/Art/cause/comic3.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destrukto does not know where he is in the beginning and reveals that Gods cannot sleep in Trinonum. However you find out that he is sleeping on Deforeum. You find out how Destrukto ended up on the planet and who the other two gods are. You can also see Garland; god of gods; in this comic. At the end there is a big chunk of white next to Destrukto's current sword, this is because it used to say "But where is the Gin? (and tonic)", but I thought that was not good so I took it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8859573-109863910376043145?l=doctorm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/feeds/109863910376043145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8859573&amp;postID=109863910376043145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109863910376043145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8859573/posts/default/109863910376043145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorm.blogspot.com/2004/10/chapter-1-cause-comics.html' title='Chapter 1: Cause Comics'/><author><name>DocM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08058517608923775257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
