<?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-9987607</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:36:32.452+05:30</updated><title type='text'>7kamals</title><subtitle type='html'>THE PAGES OF MY MENTAL CAVE SESSIONS!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-111139830437649753</id><published>2005-03-21T15:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-21T15:15:04.376+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I would like you to know that if you're ever single in the future and you want to come visit me in california I would be open to spending time with you and finding out how old you were when you wrote your first song"&lt;br /&gt;Alanis, Unsent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-111139830437649753?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/111139830437649753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=111139830437649753' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/111139830437649753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/111139830437649753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-would-like-you-to-know-that-if-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Citrus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYjS8vYGOlw/S3vOlRzwfSI/AAAAAAAAAio/-0WU6sCr9-Y/S220/kan-kan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110806509339374436</id><published>2005-02-11T01:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-11T01:21:33.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'>- of self NESS</title><content type='html'>everyone can be so unthoughtful sometimes and its so easy to be.&lt;br /&gt;its difficult to be nice - i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but you can - its just what you choose to do and be.&lt;br /&gt;being busy is just an excuse - cuz where there is a will there IS a way.&lt;br /&gt;and that might sound Cliche (rhymes with the previous line) &lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS TRUE.&lt;br /&gt; ... i think people should take sometime out and be more careful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110806509339374436?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110806509339374436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110806509339374436' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110806509339374436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110806509339374436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/02/of-self-ness.html' title='- of self NESS'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110796754899119349</id><published>2005-02-09T22:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-09T22:16:46.170+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i heard this and i like it .......</title><content type='html'>A burp is a misdirected FART!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110796754899119349?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110796754899119349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110796754899119349' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110796754899119349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110796754899119349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-heard-this-and-i-like-it.html' title='i heard this and i like it .......'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110789285386556178</id><published>2005-02-09T01:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-09T01:30:53.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BORING OFFICE</title><content type='html'>this office has lost its value.&lt;br /&gt;One friend down and another one to go &lt;br /&gt;"will we still be friends after you go" &lt;br /&gt;OF COURCE we will.&lt;br /&gt;we will willy winkie.&lt;br /&gt;miss you Kiran.&lt;br /&gt;am in the night shift cuz the day SUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt; i plan to quit soon too.&lt;br /&gt;if you want more T shirts made- you know you can ask me.&lt;br /&gt;nice it was on the 4th having dinner, did you know Manju had to push his Bike all the way home :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110789285386556178?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110789285386556178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110789285386556178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110789285386556178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110789285386556178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/02/boring-office.html' title='BORING OFFICE'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110789102261982491</id><published>2005-02-09T00:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-09T01:03:18.756+05:30</updated><title type='text'>colours of fall</title><content type='html'>- multi bliss tablets FOR SALE.&lt;br /&gt;who buys what and who calls the names.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how it would look - this town painted BLACK. &lt;br /&gt;sit in a yellow auto - feel like jumping up in front and taking the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be an auto driver and i wish that made me happy.&lt;br /&gt; i wish my red jacket was a HUGE big ball.&lt;br /&gt;telephone on table - head set on head - yellow pen in front and hands on a keyboard instead.&lt;br /&gt; this silly life of mine - this silly little heart on a sillier little head.&lt;br /&gt;easily touched and easily wounded.&lt;br /&gt;brown book on table with messages from SMS`s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110789102261982491?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110789102261982491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110789102261982491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110789102261982491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110789102261982491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/02/colours-of-fall.html' title='colours of fall'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110779018935714322</id><published>2005-02-07T20:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:37:08.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>found lost</title><content type='html'>open door and the air of you.&lt;br /&gt;not here but in thought so true.&lt;br /&gt;white and purple flowers hang unwatered.&lt;br /&gt;empty room and clothes of you.&lt;br /&gt;drained out.&lt;br /&gt;long for touch. &lt;br /&gt;long for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Tea tastes tasteless - made for self and unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;Empty steel glass.&lt;br /&gt;Vacant side of bed.&lt;br /&gt;No reason to wake up, &lt;br /&gt;No smile to smile back to.&lt;br /&gt;All mine, circles around the pressence of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110779018935714322?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110779018935714322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110779018935714322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110779018935714322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110779018935714322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/02/found-lost.html' title='found lost'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110733266910837273</id><published>2005-02-02T14:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-02T13:54:29.106+05:30</updated><title type='text'>full on emo</title><content type='html'>how does it feel when someone special has to go away for over a month&lt;br /&gt;- it feels HORRIBLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;never felt like this ever.&lt;br /&gt;i remember having to say goodbye in a lot of important situations - like after school - we knew we were never going to see each other again and i was Alright - i remember Catherine crying -&lt;br /&gt; i remember a lot of other stories now but i`ve never felt like im feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;im going to work today to distract me - i could get a casual Leave and i was asked if i was SURE i want to work cuz i look so Messed up im sure - i AM.&lt;br /&gt; i said Yes ill work.&lt;br /&gt;i came in LATE - forgot my ACCESS card - has never happened in 2 years!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i understand its imp. that the One and a Half Month trip is made - its filled with opportunity.&lt;br /&gt; i need to learn to Let Go i think - i need to be stronger - i was such an Emotional Wreck last night - im still staggering there - &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110733266910837273?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110733266910837273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110733266910837273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110733266910837273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110733266910837273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/02/full-on-emo.html' title='full on emo'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110716077888502485</id><published>2005-01-31T15:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-31T14:09:38.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>??????</title><content type='html'>- this is not right anymore - im remembering FIGHT CLUB.&lt;br /&gt;saby???? - i guess he did manage to annoy me - point is ignoring was too easy &lt;br /&gt; well please dont mess my blogg up &lt;br /&gt;I request you to ...... just leave your self to your self &lt;br /&gt; i dont need to hear your wise ass ness&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;br /&gt;STAY AWAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;its fun to lose and to pretend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110716077888502485?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110716077888502485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110716077888502485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110716077888502485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110716077888502485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title='??????'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110692041099021881</id><published>2005-01-28T19:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-28T19:57:39.006+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dear  SABY   Baby Baby Baby ....</title><content type='html'>im just going thru my Blog and guess what ?? i have someone doing the NOSE POKE :-) someone i dont know and someone who i dont give a fuck about .... im thinking &lt;br /&gt;*BUTT MUNCH* - its so funny how some people seem to have so much to say sitting behind a screen they are typing words onto.Would like to see you RAPE me with your intellect Face to Face - wonder how much you will have to say standing right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt; do i smell INSECURITY and a dersperate need to SAY SOMETHING to PROVE that you are better than the rest.&lt;br /&gt; it STINKS of it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;How you make me laugh SABY BABY - i dont even know you and your existence is irrelavant - you make me shake my head in Dis Belief ??????&lt;br /&gt;  - it bothers me that people like you exist.&lt;br /&gt;do you sit in a room all by yourself and think of funny things to say - do you write them out on pieces of paper so you wont forget and finally squeeze in and say it and make everybody LAUGH - not because its funny but because you are so STUPID or do you just sit around and Masturbate ALL DAY ???? &lt;br /&gt; ????? i dont know - im just wondering - why did you even comment on my blog - what made you check my page out - WHAT are you???&lt;br /&gt; did you say im full of shit - well it wasnt me leaving comments on YOUR blog.&lt;br /&gt;GROW THE FUCK UP.&lt;br /&gt;happy days SABY BABY&lt;br /&gt;happy days to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110692041099021881?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110692041099021881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110692041099021881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110692041099021881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110692041099021881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/dear-saby-baby-baby-baby.html' title='Dear  SABY   Baby Baby Baby ....'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110623338312089357</id><published>2005-01-20T20:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-20T20:33:03.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Oh ho ho ho ho ho</title><content type='html'>lime and puri sev`d&lt;br /&gt;got the green peace greet&lt;br /&gt;girl on table stares &lt;br /&gt;girl on table smiles&lt;br /&gt;must be the safety pin ignite&lt;br /&gt;       :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110623338312089357?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110623338312089357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110623338312089357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110623338312089357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110623338312089357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho.html' title='Oh ho ho ho ho ho'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110546204462078953</id><published>2005-01-11T21:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-11T22:21:25.170+05:30</updated><title type='text'>- happy and not</title><content type='html'>met my god sons dad today :-)&lt;br /&gt; - NORMAL is such a empty word - nothing in it at all.&lt;br /&gt;thats actually realised when you KNOW something is NOT normal and the pressure it builds within you almost choking  is not very nice - feel like mother HELPLESSNESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Joel - my godson is a SPECIAL (thats in quotes) child - he is mentally and physically 2-3 years younger than he really is.&lt;br /&gt; i dont like it at all - and i feel even worse now cuz there is nothing that i can do.&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- i dont know what to say - and that obviously goes to show that i am not affected.&lt;br /&gt;  WRONG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am - and there is still NOTHING that i can say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i sent him a present (little elephants hanging one below the other)- something for him to keep in his room.&lt;br /&gt; and i also enclosed a letter that i wrote in Dec 2003 - &lt;br /&gt;he is so imp to me - &lt;br /&gt;  last time i met him (he is German - they came down to visit) - i gave him my Coco Cola Truck - its something i grew up with and it was difficult giving it away - but he played with it in my Cafe and seemed to really like it so i decided to give it to him.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless Joel - and anyone who reads this - Please say a short prayer for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110546204462078953?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110546204462078953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110546204462078953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110546204462078953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110546204462078953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-and-not.html' title='- happy and not'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110538124059115331</id><published>2005-01-10T23:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-11T01:13:01.016+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Little King BUTT</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/37/2925/1024/baby%20kamal.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/37/2925/400/baby%20kamal.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110538124059115331?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110538124059115331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110538124059115331' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110538124059115331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110538124059115331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/little-king-butt.html' title='Little King BUTT'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110537599382220326</id><published>2005-01-10T21:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-11T01:21:55.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hollow - such a horrible word!!!</title><content type='html'>  ...bad feeling...  &lt;br /&gt;not nice at all - HOLLOW.&lt;br /&gt; losing something is so heavy on your heart - it weighs down everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;they say YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU GOT TILL ITS GONE&lt;br /&gt; very true  - its just worse when you KNOW WHAT YOU GOT and you LOSE it!!&lt;br /&gt;life stabs so deep  sometimes and it bleeds sorrow.&lt;br /&gt; this is a song i heard a very long time ago by a very Cheesy Band called -HANSON (*giggle*)  BUT i think the words &lt;br /&gt; are appropriate for the topic today -&lt;br /&gt; Tanya lost her grandmother and this song is about the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* if i`m gone when you wake up&lt;br /&gt;Please don't cry&lt;br /&gt; And if I'm gone when you wake up&lt;br /&gt;Please don't sigh&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back at this time as a time&lt;br /&gt;Of heartbreak and distress&lt;br /&gt;Remember me, remember me&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I`LL BE WITH YOU IN YOUR DREAMS&lt;br /&gt; I'll be with you, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to cry and weep, &lt;br /&gt;I want you to go on living your life&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sleeping an endless sleep,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause in YOUR HEART&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE ALL OF OUR GOOD TIMES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...now i`d like to change the BackDrop here - cuz its getting too stuffy - &lt;br /&gt;i removed all the OHs and the AHs in the song along with the lines that repeat themselves  - it loses its message like that i guess- NO!!! i dont need to guess - I`m SURE!!!!&lt;br /&gt; well -- be happy everyone - be comforted - find hope in all the shit pools - just dont swim in it - and if you do - use a lot of DEO before approaching anyone/anything.&lt;br /&gt;    :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110537599382220326?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110537599382220326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110537599382220326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110537599382220326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110537599382220326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/hollow-such-horrible-word.html' title='hollow - such a horrible word!!!'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110526471609770091</id><published>2005-01-09T15:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-12T01:05:48.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'>change of manes(NAMES)</title><content type='html'>officially taken from the official book of ANTHONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is my mane??&lt;br /&gt;my name is Rikan = KIRAN&lt;br /&gt;my name is Sonben = BENSON&lt;br /&gt;my name is Tho+Ny+Ant = Gunnasandi = ANTHONY (lopasandi akesha lopasandi)&lt;br /&gt;my name is Yashvantpura Tunak,tunak NAKTU = TANYA&lt;br /&gt;my name is Name&lt;br /&gt; who??&lt;br /&gt;HENG GA MINI!!! &lt;br /&gt;Fuck you!!&lt;br /&gt;who the Fuck is HENG GA MINI ??&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW&lt;br /&gt;who the fuck is I DONT KNOW??&lt;br /&gt;i dont know pa - go ask HEMANGINI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110526471609770091?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110526471609770091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110526471609770091' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110526471609770091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110526471609770091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/change-of-manesnames.html' title='change of manes(NAMES)'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110526244150266884</id><published>2005-01-09T14:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-09T14:50:41.503+05:30</updated><title type='text'>do the HAST and some shit like that.......</title><content type='html'> issues issues and issues - that seems to be the only ISSUE from Friday - its Sunday today - and right now i dont really care what anyones ISSUES are - they can go gargle concrete or go kiss a truck or go put their heads in a KAMOD and flush...&lt;br /&gt; !!!  ????? &lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; you must be wondering what the fuck im talking about?&lt;br /&gt;- well im sure you`ve felt like this -&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you are comfortable with something and then other people may not be - you dont know whether its you who is the reason for them acting strangely or whether they are just caught up with their own issues -??&lt;br /&gt; time and tide can go so well together with situations sometimes-it makes things more psyched and complicated than they already are....&lt;br /&gt; well in my case at some point or the other i address it and abviously you will get positive replies cuz no one likes to admit they are acting strange specially if they are for really NO REASON or Self Indulgance &lt;br /&gt; am i getting intense here??&lt;br /&gt;anyway like i said I really dont care right now- and in a few days everything will be fine as usual - like Life always does - &lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;im only working half the day today - :-) - just got it settled.&lt;br /&gt;will message Tanya now and go meet her- help her shift - it will be nice to have our own private place ----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110526244150266884?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110526244150266884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110526244150266884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110526244150266884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110526244150266884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/do-hast-and-some-shit-like-that.html' title='do the HAST and some shit like that.......'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110511522548081089</id><published>2005-01-07T21:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-07T21:57:05.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>part of the Tu naka</title><content type='html'>wanted this to be a part of the tu nak tu nak tun Tanya but it somehow slipped my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Believe in me because I don't believe in anything&lt;br /&gt;and I want to be someone to believe*&lt;br /&gt;- from the Counting Crows song Mr JONES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110511522548081089?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110511522548081089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110511522548081089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110511522548081089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110511522548081089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/part-of-tu-naka.html' title='part of the Tu naka'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110511346619468582</id><published>2005-01-07T20:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-07T22:35:54.986+05:30</updated><title type='text'>tu nak tu nak tun Tanya</title><content type='html'>- this is going to be about a girl :-)&lt;br /&gt;about a girl (nirvana - heard of that song???) - nice one cant remember the lyrics though.&lt;br /&gt;ah! so i met her when i went (forced) to supposedly sketch at a fuck all co-operate party and i hate ordinary parties as well - so you can imagine how this one was - it was DIRTY :-) (over expression *giggle*)&lt;br /&gt; - come to think of it i had a feeling something nice was going to happen that night even before the chick walked in....&lt;br /&gt; well then she did (walk in) and i remember her walking in very cleary - her sweater caught my attention - she went over and sat down almost opp to where i was - in almost the same position - i thought she was Sexy (she was covered completely and i still thought that !!!! - i dont usually pay attention to such issues - very Psyched this whole thing seems to be - i also thought id go over to her and say DO YOU WANNA HAVE SEX!!!&lt;br /&gt; what the fuck was wrong with me - i cant believe myself and i cant believe im talking about it .... very strange this is ... it must have been the Pissed offness i got from the sick party - wait a minute - I am trying to put the blame on something else.&lt;br /&gt; i will not - maybe i AM a pervert - but i dont feel the same way when i see naked women or other things like that - really !! except for madonna in that  video with the cowboys- i mean i might get tuned on but i dont really find anyone else in this world as sexy as Tanya-  ???? - i AM strange i guess.this is turning out to be a Confession !!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how tanya will react when she reads this - psyched it will be.&lt;br /&gt; and then i saw her with the DJ sipping some Drink and nodding to shitty DJ music - i though SHE DOES NOT FALL IN---- DOES NOT FIT IN but she was nodding very well like most DJ fuck all music fans.&lt;br /&gt; so then im really bored and pissed off!! and she comes over with her friend and they want to see what im doing - i was sketching some shit - using CRAYOLLA (kiran had just given me a pack a few days ago)and some colour pencils on A4 paper (!!!)&lt;br /&gt; and they just look at it - Tanya looks at it and i can tell she has thoughts running thru her head - so i ask her something and she says I studied ART for 4 yrs ( she did the finger thing for Quotes when she said ART :-) made me smile )&lt;br /&gt; ...and im already doing something so i carry on Ah! yes i was making a sketch of the DJ - a very cheesy sketch - yeah so im carrying on and i ask her to sit down and join me - she hesitates at first and then decides to do the needful -I HAVE BETTER PAPER she says and walks away to get it - comes back with a sort of note book/sketch pad with different coloured papers - i briefly go thru existing sketches and think SHE IS GOOD - Better than me!!! so she settles down and decides to sketch me - i notice her slippers and think     ( COOL!!! )- her friend comes over and serves her a drink ( same drink she was later drinking while she nodded to the shitty music - or did she have another one??(Drink))&lt;br /&gt; then she finishes and decides to go back to where she was.&lt;br /&gt;did not really think anything of the whole encounter - was good  nothing else  -&lt;br /&gt;i did know that we could be good friends though - something about us was NICE. &lt;br /&gt; then i suddenly decide to draw her- made something very Psycho with her footwear et all - she says it was Good AND i give her my NUMBER ( second time so far - for whatever reasons) - the first time was after i saw this chick a couple of times and she was being very Hinty and i Kind of liked her -  so i gave her a christmas present (CUZ IT WAS CHRISTMAS) and put my number in... *shrugg* - but this is the first time i gave my number the moment i met someone and i still dont know what made me do it!!!&lt;br /&gt;  it must have been the Universe and Mother Nature and all the rest :)&lt;br /&gt;anyway so then random things happened and cell phones were very responsible and i`ll say that out LOUD - it was the CELL PHONES.&lt;br /&gt; i went to Pondi and we were almost constantly messaging - and thought processes were similar - we`d be typing a message and we`d get one and stuff like that - very very&lt;br /&gt;freak outing :-)&lt;br /&gt; - then i came back from Pondi and she went to Goa and she came back we met and then we met for lunch and then that same evening we Kissed - and if this was not the Universe, mother nature and her Gang - then im still dreaming - &lt;br /&gt; - now we are officially Girl and Boy friend to each other and we`ve been psyched and disturbed and mentally fucked by each other and we are still here...&lt;br /&gt; im in the night shift and she works - well she is supposed to be at work by 10 but she is forever late - and her waking up is the most difficult thing - i actually find it cute but it can be VERY annoying too.&lt;br /&gt; so she works till about 8pm - and its been 3 days in my night shift and she has come back for lunch everyday - such a darling and today something about her X`s came up and she said NOW YOU`LL GET PSYCHED and i would have  a few weeks ago - but i think i know where we stand NOW and i really dont care - &lt;br /&gt; i said I WONT - Free Will - FREE WILLY - everyone is free to Decide and to Choose &lt;br /&gt;what i meant was - we have something special and if you choose otherwise - you are free to and i WILL not even try to stop you - cuz the whole thing will only come up cuz one of us does not Find anything Special in what we have anymore.&lt;br /&gt; so she asked me if i believed in US and if i believed in her - i said i did not believe in anything and she was taken aback - well of course - my mental cave talking can go over board sometimes - but i meant something that im sure she would say too.&lt;br /&gt; anyway i felt a little bad - actually i felt really Bad cuz for her it meant that i did NOT Trust her - she agreed she was overreacting but i guess i over did it too - i hope she is alright - we spoke and it feels alright - i can be such a guttermouth - i did not mean Half of what it sounded like though.&lt;br /&gt; i love her :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110511346619468582?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110511346619468582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110511346619468582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110511346619468582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110511346619468582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/tu-nak-tu-nak-tun-tanya.html' title='tu nak tu nak tun Tanya'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110503378464273452</id><published>2005-01-06T22:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-06T23:26:38.856+05:30</updated><title type='text'>bollocks cart</title><content type='html'> :-) &lt;br /&gt;i think i like this whole BLOGGER thing - Bloggers up Ya!!&lt;br /&gt; writing is fun specially when typed like this :-)&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it a CART of Bollocks would be pitiful - very pitiful but im sure the circumSIZED lot would be able to relate to this CART :-)&lt;br /&gt; at least imagining how it would look would be easy - maybe even the pain can be imagined better.&lt;br /&gt;  ....Horrible!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pig Bollocks comes to my mind now- it had something - actually EVERYTHING to do with a play that a friend was acting in and we were out for dinner- she was reading and rehearsing her lines - and i remember it was about this piece of land that was abandoned or something like that and it went to describe all the things lying around the place - forgotten all of it basically (why did i use that word - here let me try something else) - MAINLY garbage  and Pig Bollocks ...&lt;br /&gt; funny huh...&lt;br /&gt;must have Stunk Up the place  ...&lt;br /&gt;it was a British Play OBVIOUSLY!!&lt;br /&gt; i HATE british people especially the ones who are in or above their THIRTIES and even the Youngers ones -&lt;br /&gt; they all like to ACT smart and be Mr and Mrs/Miss KNOW IT ALLS and they talk so much - they dont understand anything - illogical and Pointless - no use in speaking SENSE cuz they seem to have this inevitable LACK of SIMPLE COMMON SENSE!!!&lt;br /&gt; i hate them all...&lt;br /&gt;The other day i was speaking to this Chick who starts screeming cuz her phone does not work - i slowly find out She has NOT put in the Battries or the SIM card.&lt;br /&gt; another asshole calls in to complain that The SIM card is BIGGER than the Phone - (he has not broken it off the card it came in) &lt;br /&gt; i spoke to another BITCH  just now who has 2 phones and says SHE DOES NOT - best part - Both of them have been registered for A YEAR and 11 Months.&lt;br /&gt;HOW did they manage to be Here in INDIA for so long - DUMB FUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt; with eyes closed and fingers crossed and Hopes to DIe i will Shut the (front)DOOR here.&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110503378464273452?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110503378464273452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110503378464273452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110503378464273452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110503378464273452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/bollocks-cart.html' title='bollocks cart'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9987607.post-110502451970861698</id><published>2005-01-06T20:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-06T20:54:48.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ummmm ....  monica</title><content type='html'>have you ever had coffee spilt on your pants - just wondering how it would feel if it was Panties !!! STOP! - concentrate on the Matter at Hand - matter at hand ??  - arghhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt; (control mind and fingers on keyboard - kick the mind and keyboard abductor) :-)&lt;br /&gt;Drama King!!! gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt; umm so yeah - coffee on pants - not so great at all - looks more than jst Pee - worse cuz my pants are light green (synthetic track pant kinds) &lt;br /&gt; imagine .....  (i hope you are picturising it well) :-)&lt;br /&gt;guess what my comp went off and its back now so thats how i can type (clap clap clap)&lt;br /&gt; - yeah so the coffee stain is more like the Monica and Clinton STAINED BLUE dress issue.&lt;br /&gt;so Fukin embarassing (can i use Explicit LYRICS like that?? - i guess i can ....)&lt;br /&gt; the Hand Shut will take place right here and NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9987607-110502451970861698?l=7kamals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/feeds/110502451970861698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9987607&amp;postID=110502451970861698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110502451970861698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9987607/posts/default/110502451970861698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7kamals.blogspot.com/2005/01/ummmm-monica.html' title='ummmm ....  monica'/><author><name>kingBUTT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839921825339358327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6080/494/1600/kamal.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
