<?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-3172221840065668728</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:41:08.615Z</updated><title type='text'>Life Is More Than A Memory Stick</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-7429932154364762997</id><published>2007-05-17T09:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-17T09:16:08.826Z</updated><title type='text'>time out</title><content type='html'>Hi guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My health has really nosedived recently. I'm gutted as I thought I was making progress. Am moving back to my folks place for a bit. Will have limited access to the net - my flat is nearby so I can call in from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get there in the end I'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-7429932154364762997?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/7429932154364762997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=7429932154364762997&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/7429932154364762997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/7429932154364762997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/05/time-out.html' title='time out'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-7102729345123777504</id><published>2007-05-03T19:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:59:36.425Z</updated><title type='text'>quick post!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys - had a busy time of it since last post _ have missed you all. Been a combination of things stopping me: work, health and a dodgy computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make this meet either - its hard to explain but I only want to meet you all when I'm fully well. The good news is that things are improving and am confident I'll get there - and soon! (tho after 8 years its about fucking time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goro - can I carry your offer of a kiss over to the next meet?;) lol - tho when you see me you may just want to blow me a kiss! (bet one of you turns that into a rude statement!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy yourseleves all and here's to me making the next one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I can't access your blog Goro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-7102729345123777504?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/7102729345123777504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=7102729345123777504&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/7102729345123777504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/7102729345123777504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/05/quick-post.html' title='quick post!'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-4852233767170279368</id><published>2007-04-09T12:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-09T12:44:46.198Z</updated><title type='text'>Chicago</title><content type='html'>Hey you guys! (in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Goonies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Styleeeee&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the delay in posting - not been too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Chicago was an amazing city. As the course I did was pretty intensive I didn't have that much free time (and was not feeling too good) but managed to do quite a few of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tourist&lt;/span&gt; type things........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went up Sears Tower - weather was amazing so had fantastic views of city and lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Michigan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Planetarium - fantastic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;film&lt;/span&gt; about black holes (keep your minds clean!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Aquarium - enjoyed some of this but not too sure I agree with dolphins etc being kept in captivity etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a boat trip in along the Water front and saw Navy Pier &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a mad orgy with loads of good looking Americans (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; that didn't happen!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved the American food! So much of it! As I was away I just ate whatever I wanted - and it was lush. And I love the idea of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;refills&lt;/span&gt; - yet to catch on much in the UK which is stupid really as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; is only so much you can drink!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; I missed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; night out. Really hope to be able to make the next one. I'd like to meet Middy before he buggers off for a bit! (OK and I want to find out how good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;goro's&lt;/span&gt; snog was!). You are all far far too good looking so at least I can put that right when I come next time! Oh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OG&lt;/span&gt; you have to go to the next one too! And I still say we do a fund to bring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Joie&lt;/span&gt; over!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nitty&lt;/span&gt; gritty of what you all want to know....have I got a huge willy? Answers on a postage stamp please...Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; the Course. Well it was very interesting and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tres&lt;/span&gt; geeky" as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Joie&lt;/span&gt; would say. All to do with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;measuring&lt;/span&gt; pH, resistivity and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;rH&lt;/span&gt;2 of urine and saliva and a few other measurements then taking supplements and changing diet to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;correct&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;imbalances&lt;/span&gt;. Will it work for me? I honestly don't know. I've had some small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;improvements&lt;/span&gt; - better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt; (was too low) got rid of my heartburn etc but nothing major ....yet. I love the word yet. Opens up possibility to things. For the geeky sods amongst you its called a "modal operator of possibility" by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;linguists&lt;/span&gt;. (not cunning ones tho;) ) One good thing my diet has been changed to lots of fatty food and lots of red meat! Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope to be catching up properly soon and commenting on peoples blogs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Easter everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps VI - how is your special bunny this easter!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-4852233767170279368?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/4852233767170279368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=4852233767170279368&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/4852233767170279368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/4852233767170279368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/04/chicago.html' title='Chicago'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-8394659119380317658</id><published>2007-04-03T23:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:44:11.894Z</updated><title type='text'>so much to post!</title><content type='html'>Hello guys........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly the only reason that Joie knows I'm back is that she promised that I could sniff her blue smurfette pants if I emailed her as soon as I got back! Honest! (can you post them now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the thoughful comments guys. I have so much to write. I've been jet lagged then I had to push myself through a long oncall feeling icky. Am gutted I missed the blog meet! Roll on the next one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to catch up on some sleep and stuff then post post post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Why are all you fuckers so good looking?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-8394659119380317658?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/8394659119380317658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=8394659119380317658&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/8394659119380317658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/8394659119380317658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-much-to-post.html' title='so much to post!'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-6832987078847219960</id><published>2007-03-19T23:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T11:34:32.078Z</updated><title type='text'>Ready for the off!</title><content type='html'>A very short post everyone. I'm off to the States, Chicago to be exact, to learn a bioterrain technique and see the person who teaches it to see if he can crack this M.E. Won't be back till 29th so don't think I will make the blog meet. Sorry - will make the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say to VI am so sorry to read the sad news on your blog today. I only know you through blogging and just wanted to say that you are in my thoughts. From what I've read you are a tough little cookie and you'll get through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all soon folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-6832987078847219960?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/6832987078847219960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=6832987078847219960&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/6832987078847219960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/6832987078847219960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/03/ready-for-off.html' title='Ready for the off!'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-8155245528173953340</id><published>2007-03-01T17:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-01T18:23:16.680Z</updated><title type='text'>A trip down memory lane....</title><content type='html'>I whispered in to her ear "I'm going to fuck you so hard when we get home....." as I was standing behind her at a crowded bar I took the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to softly stroke the small of her back as I knew that was certain to add to her growing wetness. Just to be certain I pressed my hard cock against her back. I grew harder as she turned to me and gave me &lt;em&gt;that look&lt;/em&gt;, the one that said "I'm horny as fuck and can't wait to get home look".  With that (and a little pinch of her bum!) I returned to my friends  (taking my pint with me of course!) and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;returned&lt;/span&gt; to hers. I watched her talking to her friends as me and my mates all partook in typical male banter. I was growing hornier by the minute and was glad my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;erection&lt;/span&gt; had at least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;subsided&lt;/span&gt; a little bit. I could still feel my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;precum&lt;/span&gt; hot and dribbling out of my cock... I could not stop watching her, why, because I knew what she was doing. I could see her legs crossed and the gentle bounce of her crossed leg. She could cum from doing that.  She had her phone in her hand and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;. my phone beeped/vibrated (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;noisy&lt;/span&gt; pub!) The text &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;conversation&lt;/span&gt;, as we tried to keep chatting to our mates went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: you got me so wet...guess what I'm doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: I know exactly what you're doing! How wet are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: soaking......this feels good but would rather be sitting on your cock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: that can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;arranged&lt;/span&gt; very soon.....you close to cumming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: very........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: god you make me so fucking horny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at this point was glad I was sitting down!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: watch now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my cock throbbing between my legs, my eyes glued to her whilst trying to keep in with the lads conversation I watched her leg bounce a little faster, only me and her(I hope) knowing.......then I watched as she had a "coughing fit". her body shaking with the pleasures &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; her orgasm. As she "coughed" all I could think about was how wet she must be, how much I wanted to taste her, to feel my hard cock thrusting in to her. As her "coughing fit" subsided I got a text&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her:want to take me home and fuck me hard now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes, ...as soon as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hardon&lt;/span&gt; goes down and I finish my pint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that we left for home.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-8155245528173953340?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/8155245528173953340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=8155245528173953340&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/8155245528173953340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/8155245528173953340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/03/trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='A trip down memory lane....'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-8036043096255113453</id><published>2007-02-21T11:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-21T11:51:12.097Z</updated><title type='text'>bloke shopping</title><content type='html'>Now the women are probably thinking "Great, he's going to tell us about a new shop that sells decent blokes or you can get one made to order"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Actually&lt;/span&gt; that would be good for both sexes really. Would love to go to a shop and say "Right I'd like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; with blue eyes, fun personality, who loves to chat and chat and chat and is a nympho" . "Certainly sir, would you like fries with that? Or maybe I could interest sir in this weeks special, everything you have asked for plus we throw in a touch of bisexuality and love of washing up (nude, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt;)" "can you make her so that when there is something wrong and I ask her what, she doesn't say "Nothing" ".. "Sir, there are limits to what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;science&lt;/span&gt; can do..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm digressing (in Wales Dai Gressing is quite a nice bloke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Tesco's yesterday and my shop consisted of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cooked chicken&lt;br /&gt;2 Pots of Mayo (organic)&lt;br /&gt;1 loaf of bread (organic)&lt;br /&gt;4 Toothbrushes ( I have a very big mouth!)&lt;br /&gt;4 DVD's (Not porn but good cheapo classics)&lt;br /&gt;1 Mens Health Mag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloke behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pack of Tesco value beef&lt;br /&gt;1 Giant mushroom&lt;br /&gt;2 bottles of coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to love the way us men shop......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME Post soonish - not too well at present&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-8036043096255113453?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/8036043096255113453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=8036043096255113453&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/8036043096255113453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/8036043096255113453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/02/bloke-shopping.html' title='bloke shopping'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-7797560549290657284</id><published>2007-02-09T21:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-09T21:32:17.758Z</updated><title type='text'>life is a rollercoaster....</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen....it's time for a readers poll. ..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've mentioned I haven't posted in a while as I've been poorly. Well, I have an illness that I'm not too sure whether to post about. Not because I'm ashamed of it but because I do my best to ignore it and get on with life. Sometimes it's harder than others. I have M.E. (hate the shitty conventional name of CFS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one hand I think I should post as most people here have bared their soul in some way; some have even bared their blue smurfette pants! (Now that is brave!) On the other hand, five fingers and a thumb....oh ok on the other hand as I try and pretend I don't have, it is it worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the deal, all those who would like a one-off post about it say yes in comments box and I'll see what I can do. This will also explain my somewhat erratic posting and commenting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-7797560549290657284?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/7797560549290657284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=7797560549290657284&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/7797560549290657284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/7797560549290657284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-is-rollercoaster.html' title='life is a rollercoaster....'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-605705675374608901</id><published>2007-02-05T18:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-05T18:26:21.628Z</updated><title type='text'>slapped wrists!</title><content type='html'>Hello there fellow bloggers, well slapped wrists for me for not posting. I do have sick-note from my dr if thats ok with everyone! (didn't think it would be ethical to write one for myself!). I'll post properly later in the week to explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch you soon, I need to masturbandose now.....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-605705675374608901?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/605705675374608901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=605705675374608901&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/605705675374608901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/605705675374608901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/02/slapped-wrists.html' title='slapped wrists!'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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-3172221840065668728.post-386891816180683810</id><published>2007-01-17T19:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T19:33:50.525Z</updated><title type='text'>Is that a smile that hangs beneath your nose?!</title><content type='html'>God, Have I got my knuckles rapped already! And after a flying start I only get 4 comments - you fuckers;) (Nothing to do with the fact that my post was a little on the small side - Joie that said post;) ) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Joie is right on something she said blogging is tres exciting - am feeling very upbeat at the moment. Not that I am in the best of moods tonight. My consultant ( I spelled that conSLUTant at first - which sounds far more fun, yes I want to be a ConSLUTant) has asked me to do a presentation by tomorrow! The fucker! And its nothing exciting I have to write about people having the shits. My cup runeth over (with joy, not shit, yes I'm being sarky!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Joie's questions.......hmmm shall I answer or shall I keep her and everyone waiting.....hmmm ah fuck itI'll answer (read as I'm lacking inspiration as what to blog about at the moment!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am not getting head coz I have a whiffy willy. eewwwwwww thats not true tis because I'm single and very bad at chatting people up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My age...tut tut Joie I told you this in your comments box just before Christmas!:P I'm the grand old age of Dirty - two (not Thirty -two definitely Dirty-two!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot nurses. Very disapointing this - all the hot nurses seem to work with kids. Adult nurses suck (no, not in a good way!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have I ever done a client?! lol all the people I see at the moment are 70 plus. And in ER people get away with it, I'd lose my GMC registration! Still if anyone wants to play drs and nurses...........;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right I'm off to fight with Power Point...................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-386891816180683810?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/386891816180683810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=386891816180683810&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/386891816180683810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/386891816180683810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/01/is-that-smile-that-hangs-beneath-your.html' title='Is that a smile that hangs beneath your nose?!'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-5169329464992123832</id><published>2007-01-16T21:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:10:49.055Z</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy head</title><content type='html'>Well that's the only head I'm going to get at the moment! Thank you all for your comments yesterday. Very long day, so off for alot of beauty sleep! Proper post to follow soon......!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-5169329464992123832?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/5169329464992123832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=5169329464992123832&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/5169329464992123832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/5169329464992123832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/01/sleepy-head.html' title='Sleepy head'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172221840065668728.post-3224079302511342079</id><published>2007-01-15T09:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-15T09:53:28.812Z</updated><title type='text'>You were only meant to blow the bloody doors off!</title><content type='html'>Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;looky&lt;/span&gt; here! I've only gone and bloody done it! I think it was the great Homer Simpson who once said "Welcome to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dumpsville&lt;/span&gt;"......so who's going to welcome me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Blogsville&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair play, how stressful is it starting a blog? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I coped with the whats your email &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;address &lt;/span&gt;and password bit but then I came to "Name your Blog". Oh Man, the pressure. Whatever I now called my blog would be immortalised in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;blogland&lt;/span&gt; for ever. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Tres&lt;/span&gt; stressful. Made even worse by the fact that everyone else has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;coolio&lt;/span&gt; blog names. A thousand questions ran through my mind "would I be harshly judged by my fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; if I chose a shit name?"; "would I like the name in 6 months?"; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;What's&lt;/span&gt; the square root of 1568.2?"and "will the spice girls every get back together?" (the astute reader will have now noticed two things: 1) this is not the full list of 1000 questions, 2) I went off somewhat tangentially after the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; question 3) there isn't a three, got ya!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I decided on the title that you can now see in glorious Technicolour above. Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, not quite Technicolour. There will be a prize for anyone who can guess how I chose the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here I hope I can keep it up regulary (ooo matron!) Rest assured future posts will show what a filthy mind I have along with the odd bit of humour here and there. (or there and here if you are left handed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So speaking of which, I'm off for a wank - what a classy way to end my first ever post....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172221840065668728-3224079302511342079?l=lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/feeds/3224079302511342079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172221840065668728&amp;postID=3224079302511342079&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/3224079302511342079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172221840065668728/posts/default/3224079302511342079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeismorethanamemorystick.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-were-only-meant-to-blow-bloody.html' title='You were only meant to blow the bloody doors off!'/><author><name>Andrewmedic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10051270061667309942</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>23</thr:total></entry></feed>
