<?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-6195363</id><updated>2011-08-09T07:05:11.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boon's Head Space</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>342</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-116593566153354161</id><published>2006-12-12T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T10:01:13.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>about bloody time</title><summary type='text'>I get the keys to my condo on Thursday : )now although this may be cause for celebration, this milestone also eschews an extended period of jamming even more into my already overloaded schedule. can you say "micro-management"?you know what? fuck, this is exciting! (in a domestic sorta way...hah!)work wise, I think I'm finally settled in this new environment. took awhile what with the aggressively</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/116593566153354161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=116593566153354161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116593566153354161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116593566153354161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/12/about-bloody-time.html' title='about bloody time'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-116524095614181252</id><published>2006-12-04T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T09:02:36.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>as much sense as the rationalization of chaos</title><summary type='text'>listening to the Cure. the one about Friday........yeah.....its a good one : )in other news....was msn-ing with an old buddy from Western for a bit during lunch. some of you might remember Sean McNally. McNally was always one of those guys who you only saw on a sporadic basis but when you do, it ends up being a hoot of a time simply because he was the most unassuming, sincere guy with one hell of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/116524095614181252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=116524095614181252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116524095614181252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116524095614181252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/12/as-much-sense-as-rationalization-of.html' title='as much sense as the rationalization of chaos'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-116372817426656474</id><published>2006-11-16T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T20:49:34.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you know its bad when enquiries come from Indonesia</title><summary type='text'>guys...I know. I have 2 draft posts sitting on my "Edit" dashboard but simply haven't had he time nor energy to complete them.but....I assure you of the existence of blog-worthy material. to cryptically put it, it includes swastikas, cerebral palsy, wooden helicopters, the god of death, classical music, intolerance of Pakistanis, and tea. Oh...and work....oh tiring, bloody exhausting work.that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/116372817426656474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=116372817426656474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116372817426656474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116372817426656474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-know-its-bad-when-enquiries-come.html' title='you know its bad when enquiries come from Indonesia'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-116211870937803634</id><published>2006-10-29T05:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T05:47:20.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>switcharoo</title><summary type='text'>oh...just occurred to me....there WAS this one thing I made a mental note to blog about enroute back from JB during the Hari Raya break (that's Eid to some of you).lets set the scene. 1. train's rattling away....yes even in 1st class2. its FREEZING. I'm mean, as in I had no qualms being bent over in a fetal position.3. "Polar Express" was on.k, I must admit that its pretty nice to be watching a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/116211870937803634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=116211870937803634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116211870937803634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116211870937803634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/10/switcharoo.html' title='switcharoo'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-116201953568977455</id><published>2006-10-28T02:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T03:23:55.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"...I hear there's rumours on the internets....." - w.</title><summary type='text'>was watching CNN this morning and yes folks, that is the latest Bushism....along with "one of the things I use on 'the google' is to pull up maps". that actually makes me pissed that we're unable to get John Stewart in Malaysia coz one could just imagine the field day he's having. but as an aside, the latest, and sixth volume of "Bushisms" is out. that is QUITE the feat considering I've only just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/116201953568977455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=116201953568977455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116201953568977455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116201953568977455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-hear-theres-rumours-on-internets-w.html' title='&quot;...I hear there&apos;s rumours on the internets.....&quot; - w.'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-116160234021322056</id><published>2006-10-23T07:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T07:19:00.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>something</title><summary type='text'>anyway....yeah.....lotsa things have happened since the last post. in point form for now:1. St Joseph's Institution class of 1996 reunion - super cool. 2. Started work at Accenture - solid3. watched an Actor's Studio production called "girls just wanna have fun" - so confused....4. ramadan "break-fast" bazaars - super cool, solid and so confusingso much to say, so little wherewithall.plus I think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/116160234021322056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=116160234021322056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116160234021322056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/116160234021322056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/10/something.html' title='something'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-115893570492701538</id><published>2006-09-22T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:01:55.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ok lah</title><summary type='text'>right....so here it is. I've tendered my resignation at Deloitte and have taken up an offer with Accenture. I look at it as a pivotal career move.Looking forward to the challenge, and the opportunities.that being said. this whole switching firms thing is quite draining what with all the smoke and mirrors and brinksmanship involved. In fact, I liken it to ending a relationship. here's why:(but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115893570492701538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115893570492701538&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115893570492701538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115893570492701538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-lah.html' title='ok lah'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-115875508580901814</id><published>2006-09-20T08:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T08:24:47.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>guess I'm the dark knight now.......</title><summary type='text'>emailed my old thesis advisor about the developments mentioned in the previous post. this was what chuck had to say:"Holy shit, batman, things sound great! Ya, very busy here...same  courses but two Ph.D. students to look after and lots of committee work I guess that for  where you are a condo that large is  wonderful...good for you....enjoy it. But, you gotta buy a new Mac!  Do you use a car </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115875508580901814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115875508580901814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115875508580901814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115875508580901814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/09/guess-im-dark-knight-now.html' title='guess I&apos;m the dark knight now.......'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-115838891778054786</id><published>2006-09-16T02:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T02:41:57.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.....</title><summary type='text'>but gimme a few days......big announcement beckons : )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115838891778054786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115838891778054786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115838891778054786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115838891778054786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/09/sorry.html' title='sorry.....'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-115686313793987871</id><published>2006-08-29T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:52:18.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"GET IN MY BELLY! baby...the other white meat"</title><summary type='text'>*warning: baby picture alert*got an email from Ferguson today....pretty much an update on the state of the union back in London. things seems to be going well. him and Christine are expecting number 3. way to keep the production line going man (at this juncture, a bunch of rogue feminists have initiated a plot to bomb my house). but seriously, good for them. it doesn't hurt that his kids are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115686313793987871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115686313793987871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115686313793987871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115686313793987871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/08/get-in-my-belly-babythe-other-white.html' title='&quot;GET IN MY BELLY! baby...the other white meat&quot;'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-115677692224355270</id><published>2006-08-28T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T12:25:12.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>don't look so damn tragic</title><summary type='text'>gotcha ; ) but seriously now.*correction to the previous post: I took a 147 (instead of a 146) out for a spin*not much happened today that warrants a scripted narration. its a monday....need I say more? pretty regular day at the PMO. working on deliverables....fire-fighting...going to meetings....setting up meetings.....heheh, I recall taking an e-learning course on Organization Design and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115677692224355270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115677692224355270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115677692224355270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115677692224355270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-look-so-damn-tragic.html' title='don&apos;t look so damn tragic'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-115667097661028485</id><published>2006-08-27T04:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:41:30.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>because Sundays are meant to be like this</title><summary type='text'> another relatively glorious sunday. I find myself at the Starbucks by the plaza more or less just "soaking in humanity". they're having their regular Sunday outdoor bazaar thing. and I'm well, indulging in the scenery. I also think once this house deal gets wrapped up (which after a meeting with my lawyer, will be a couple of months from now), I'm gonna look into getting a car....because well, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115667097661028485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115667097661028485&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115667097661028485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115667097661028485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/08/because-sundays-are-meant-to-be-like.html' title='because Sundays are meant to be like this'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-115657770253398250</id><published>2006-08-26T01:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T04:16:08.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on habit forming</title><summary type='text'>they say that once you do something 21 times in a row, it becomes a habit. coming from a guy who's developed several over the years (mostly bad ones), you could say I'm a believer in that particular school of thought. I think its the comfort in knowing what to expect that drives us in this aspect. I guess that's where that number 21 comes in...after the 21st time, that little voice in your head </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115657770253398250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115657770253398250&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115657770253398250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115657770253398250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/08/on-habit-forming.html' title='on habit forming'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-115634660961805106</id><published>2006-08-23T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T11:23:29.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how many Boons does it take to screw in a light bulb?</title><summary type='text'>see...the problem is, at times, I actually do believe that the world revolves around me. so much so that for huge portions of the time, I'm totally misinterpreting very normal and ordinary human actions as grave personal attacks. I'm not going to sit here and deny that I don't care what people think coz if I'm going to be honest with myself (and others)....they do. furthermore, I think I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115634660961805106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115634660961805106&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115634660961805106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115634660961805106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-many-boons-does-it-take-to-screw.html' title='how many Boons does it take to screw in a light bulb?'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-115625897520488844</id><published>2006-08-22T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T03:51:57.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>umph tsk umph tsk umph tsk</title><summary type='text'>once again, I've really got nothing much to report. but hey, have the sudden urge to write. so while I'm here. I suppose a couple of updates.1. I really...REALLY dislike techno. call me an old bastard but I've never been able to understand it. for me, this crap is reserved for lame Europeans who know absolutely nothing about the sanctity of music. that being said, there are those that DO </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115625897520488844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115625897520488844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115625897520488844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115625897520488844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/08/umph-tsk-umph-tsk-umph-tsk.html' title='umph tsk umph tsk umph tsk'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-115496641364410158</id><published>2006-08-07T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T12:00:13.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"everything is perfect....yet everything kinda isn't"-L. Hinder</title><summary type='text'>yeap....one of those days (story of my life actually).one of those "can complain but what's the point" sorta days. then the guilt of knowing that there's always someone else out there whose worse of than you sets in. but hey, I'm the one who's gonna have to figure this out. so until then, I'm gonna harp on it. gonna demonstrate my wuss cred and quote John Mayer....methinks there's "something's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115496641364410158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115496641364410158&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115496641364410158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115496641364410158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/08/everything-is-perfectyet-everything.html' title='&quot;everything is perfect....yet everything kinda isn&apos;t&quot;-L. Hinder'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-115400273241703595</id><published>2006-07-27T08:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T08:18:52.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*snif snif*</title><summary type='text'>hmmm, smells like mill dew in here....must have been left dormant for awhile ; )ok, I must admit, the last comment posted gave me a bit of a jolt so no, this blog hasn't been abandoned. it just went on hiatus. thank you whoever you are.so what have I been up to these past hmmm....approximately 2 months? actually lots. though, I'd rather you call me and ask coz I'm too darn lazy to sit here, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/115400273241703595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=115400273241703595&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115400273241703595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/115400273241703595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/07/snif-snif.html' title='*snif snif*'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-114822329271091636</id><published>2006-05-21T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T10:54:52.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>been sick</title><summary type='text'>*disclaimer: this post was written a week ago and will be more updated when the "mood" kicks in*On the way back to KL after 3 days home.twas the long weekend and with mother's day and Wesak day (Buddhaís birthday) falling on 2 of the 3 days, well y'know.; )Same  drill: ate, slept, stocked up some supplies (got an iron  and an electric shaver. Kickass. yes I know, I know.need a life.)Actually, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114822329271091636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114822329271091636&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114822329271091636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114822329271091636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/05/been-sick.html' title='been sick'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-114701570923834445</id><published>2006-05-07T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T11:32:29.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and....thank you all</title><summary type='text'>thought I'd save this til the day after the anniversary of my birth....this year's been a good one.cake #1-chocolate: familylike I mentioned before, I went home last weekend as it was a long one. what I did not mention was that the parental units had a bit of a barbeque thingamajig planned. small family and friends thing (that's when I got the Treo, a bottle of Smirnoff courtosy of Yongqiang, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114701570923834445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114701570923834445&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114701570923834445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114701570923834445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/05/andthank-you-all.html' title='and....thank you all'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-114657970938122153</id><published>2006-05-02T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T10:36:08.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>barely walking on the boardwalk</title><summary type='text'>jesus....kinda expected this to happen........just a word to the wise, I don't pay attention whilst walking on the best of days.....not to mention when in the midst of scheduling, messaging or e-mailing.....so 2 things:1. please warn me if it seems as though I'm about to walk in front of traffic/into a manhole/into a street sign2. I'm sorry if I cut you off/bump into you, causing you to topple </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114657970938122153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114657970938122153&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114657970938122153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114657970938122153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/05/barely-walking-on-boardwalk.html' title='barely walking on the boardwalk'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-114606355184507362</id><published>2006-04-26T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:59:16.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>working people of the world unite</title><summary type='text'>going back home for the long weekend.....w00t!well...actually....its the "long weekend" part I'm excited about. its labour day....well, I should actually say, labour day for the rest of the world except for north america. I guess they don't recognize the socialist one.really not much to say. going to have to write an article for a local business publication over the weekend.....kinda puts a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114606355184507362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114606355184507362&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114606355184507362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114606355184507362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/04/working-people-of-world-unite.html' title='working people of the world unite'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-114571903055511835</id><published>2006-04-22T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T11:17:10.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><summary type='text'>right...time to get back to a long awaited post. don't think I have to explain that this past while has been quite hectic to say the least. not really going to dwell on it much further except for this: will be glad when reinforcements come in next week. looks like this is going to be a pretty good looking team of consultants.....in more ways than one. hopefully once things settle down, I'll get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114571903055511835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114571903055511835&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114571903055511835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114571903055511835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/04/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-114484244016938227</id><published>2006-04-12T07:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T07:47:20.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the writing on the wall</title><summary type='text'>not a long post but I will say this much.....I found today's horoscope in the "Sun" most intriguing, here's why:"As somebody who is born under the rulership of the gracious Venus (hah!! and I'm not even making this shit up), you loathe rudeness and will try to avoid upsetting others. However, in dealing with one particular individual, you'll probably have no choice but to be exceedingly direct, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114484244016938227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114484244016938227&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114484244016938227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114484244016938227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/04/writing-on-wall.html' title='the writing on the wall'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-114467804216100923</id><published>2006-04-10T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T07:14:31.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>must be doing something right.</title><summary type='text'>I haven't really checked on the old Karma-meter lately, but I think it should be in the black. here's why:1. I had lost my office key card while out on the town making some arrangements for a seminar. I only realised this on the way back to the office and couldn't for the life of me where I had left it. I guess what they say is right, "wear the tag at all times!" but hey....since when do I listen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114467804216100923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114467804216100923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114467804216100923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114467804216100923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/04/must-be-doing-something-right.html' title='must be doing something right.'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-114450583378207576</id><published>2006-04-08T10:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T10:18:20.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WU-SAaaa....</title><summary type='text'>am I ever glad this week was over. good thing next tuesday is a public holiday.decided that this weekend was going to be "detox" time by the time Thursday rolled around.by that, I mean....sleeping a lot, eating lots of fruits and vegetables, not going out. came to the stark conclusion that I need to take better care of myself or I might be staring at at the business end of a coronary by the time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114450583378207576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114450583378207576&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114450583378207576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114450583378207576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/04/wu-saaaa.html' title='WU-SAaaa....'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-114424653452046464</id><published>2006-04-05T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T10:15:34.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>M! The Opera?</title><summary type='text'>*this was supposed to be Monday's post*well hello good people.I guess another installment of "Boon. life and other things" is on the cards.not going to be a long post I don't think. just making a conscious effort to not let the ol' blog slide. furthermoe, I figure I should at least do it to regularly update some far-away individuals on recent on-goings (you know who you are ; ) ). things are.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114424653452046464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114424653452046464&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114424653452046464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114424653452046464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/04/m-opera.html' title='M! The Opera?'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-114411881657555708</id><published>2006-04-03T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T22:58:37.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow is for Vendetta</title><summary type='text'>Got to work today and found a banana on my desk. I know...what the fuck right? After running through some scenarios in my head, I’ve narrowed the possible explanations down to a few1.its a poison banana2.the Cantonese/Chinese speaking auditors (otherwise referred to as “team Hong Kong” from here on end) are sending out a message. I’ve heard the next time there’s going to be a knife plunged into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114411881657555708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114411881657555708&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114411881657555708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114411881657555708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/04/yellow-is-for-vendetta.html' title='Yellow is for Vendetta'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-114313047939767317</id><published>2006-03-23T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T11:14:39.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>test...test.....does this thing still work??ah yes....it has been a loonnnnnnggg time. and yes, i'm a lazy bastard...but oh well. i'll live.so here i am sitting at the neighbourhood "bar", enjoying a pretty good bottle of wine. pretty good company i must say, 'cept maybe for one person in particular but won't get into that right now. so yes...what have i been up to? nothing much as far life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114313047939767317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114313047939767317&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114313047939767317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114313047939767317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/03/test.html' title=''/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-114041420421487286</id><published>2006-02-20T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T00:43:24.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on sneakers and snails</title><summary type='text'>No I’m not dead though some of you I’m sure would wish that I was (such is my track record with the human race – have to play he odds y’know?).  Right….its pretty slow in here. And by slow, I mean I’m waiting on people to call back for some figures. Something tells me that they’re avoiding me like the plague though. Hmmm….they fail to realize how utterly irritating I can be when I require things/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/114041420421487286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=114041420421487286&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114041420421487286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/114041420421487286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-sneakers-and-snails.html' title='on sneakers and snails'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-113880080367737168</id><published>2006-02-01T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T08:33:23.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry, so sorry.....</title><summary type='text'>its been quite the absence huh?no real excuse actually except for the fact that I've been neglecting my blogging activities. got other things to do lah! the fact that there's no internet in the condo also proves to be a obstacle. Geez...you know its bad when Pat tries to instigate a post. well, here's a one (though I don't think a very long one).so the year of the dog is upon us!! whoohoo!!! (no.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113880080367737168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113880080367737168&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113880080367737168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113880080367737168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/02/sorry-so-sorry.html' title='sorry, so sorry.....'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-113750865489001234</id><published>2006-01-17T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T09:37:34.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"oi OI! Ini tandas perumpuan lah"</title><summary type='text'>translated "hey HEY! this is the ladies washroom!"needless to say....pretty occupied with lots on my mind these few days. hell I find it hard to focus on the best of days, let alone while I'm doing mental gymnastics. have this huge back log of outstanding personal emails that I have yet to address. high on list of priorities I assure you.tonight was supposed to be dedicated to that but didn't get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113750865489001234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113750865489001234&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113750865489001234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113750865489001234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/01/oi-oi-ini-tandas-perumpuan-lah.html' title='&quot;oi OI! Ini tandas perumpuan lah&quot;'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-113706791733333293</id><published>2006-01-12T07:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T07:11:57.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just a note</title><summary type='text'>as you've noticed, I've changed the template of the page. this was done to accommodate most PC users as there have been problems with scrolling down the page completely.so there....ya dang bassids!b</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113706791733333293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113706791733333293&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113706791733333293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113706791733333293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-note.html' title='just a note'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-113699354437698475</id><published>2006-01-11T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T10:32:24.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidity tries</title><summary type='text'>NB: be enough of a nuisance and the tedium of dull, mundane and uninteresting tasks will get done for you. Its especially easy when you’re dealing with irrationally tautological bureaucracy. All that’s required is to challenge them with logic. Today, I beat the system (well, only for a short while and for a small task). Long story short, I had been receiving daily reminders to log in hours for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113699354437698475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113699354437698475&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113699354437698475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113699354437698475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/01/stupidity-tries.html' title='stupidity tries'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-113646755660290704</id><published>2006-01-05T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T08:25:56.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>morning has broken</title><summary type='text'>Methinks Ive found the perfect time of day to be blogging. Before work.I figure, theres always about 45 minutes to an hour before things actually get going so instead of bloating up on tea, coffee, coca-cola, etc. might as well ya? furthermore, local newspapers aren't really worth writing home about what with tabloid-esque material making the front page. sometimes its really does seem as though</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113646755660290704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113646755660290704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113646755660290704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113646755660290704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/01/morning-has-broken.html' title='morning has broken'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113628724918033538</id><published>2006-01-03T06:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T06:20:49.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on stuff (2006 version)</title><summary type='text'>Had a bit of an epiphany yesterday. Regarding my general life course, try as I may, I simply cannot see myself entrenched in corporate culture for an extended period of time. I mean, no serious complaints about my current gig but I dunno….call it a gut feeling. Have this aching feeling that I’m meant to be doing something else. What exactly I’m not entirely sure but lets just say that the BMW (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113628724918033538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113628724918033538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113628724918033538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113628724918033538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-stuff-2006-version.html' title='on stuff (2006 version)'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113591285778747256</id><published>2005-12-29T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:20:57.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life in general (part I)</title><summary type='text'>* koff, koff * got this chest cold….feels eerily like the beginning of the last ailment. If so, then I’m definitely NOT looking forward to the next couple of days.Slow day at the office (funny I can actually end a sentence with “at the office”). In fact, its been a slow couple of days as I’m in the midst of a transfer and just waiting to begin work in my new post in Jan (will explain later). This</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113591285778747256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113591285778747256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113591285778747256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113591285778747256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/12/life-in-general-part-i.html' title='life in general (part I)'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113591277299234948</id><published>2005-12-29T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:21:24.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life in general (part II)</title><summary type='text'>Case in point:Alvin: Watermelon anyone?Me: damn straightDiana: How can you eat that stuff?Me: you mean watermelon? Easy…* pops square into mouth *Diana: don’t you think its got the aftertaste of grass?Alvin: don’t you listen to her!Me: grass? Naw…its not…no it doe….FUCK!Anyway…that’s my life until now. Its not bad…can’t really complain (well, about rush hour traffic yes). I continue spending a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113591277299234948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113591277299234948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113591277299234948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113591277299234948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/12/life-in-general-part-ii.html' title='life in general (part II)'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113558398161881731</id><published>2005-12-26T02:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T02:59:41.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this is NOT a post (yet)</title><summary type='text'>haven't had the time to post the mega update....thought I would, but I didn't. came back to JB for x-mas....apart from tea with Zongren, badminton with the guys and a BBQ last night, I slept for the most part. its amazing how draining a weeks worth of desk sitting is. at any rate....going to pack. will pop by a WiFi coffee shop tomorrow to post.b</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113558398161881731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113558398161881731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113558398161881731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113558398161881731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-not-post-yet.html' title='this is NOT a post (yet)'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113456607140404672</id><published>2005-12-14T07:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T08:14:31.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on cold sweats and cold showers</title><summary type='text'>couple of quick things. Day 1 in KL: the reckoning (I don't know if this is a suitable title for this day but fuck it sounds mildly cool)so I'm finally here...start the job tomorrow. been hearing lots of things about the Deloitte operation over here.....sounds like fun place to work. I know...I'm skeptical about the "fun" part too....afterall, it IS an accounting firm first and foremost. we shall</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113456607140404672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113456607140404672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113456607140404672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113456607140404672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/12/on-cold-sweats-and-cold-showers.html' title='on cold sweats and cold showers'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113431566799502561</id><published>2005-12-11T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T11:03:31.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>speedy one.</title><summary type='text'>sorry for the lack of posts lately. its been quite the few days. some serious developments have occurred and...well, let's just call them "issues" that have been on my mind (ugh, my neck is hurting from the weight of it - I HATE having a conscience. absolutely, positively CANNOT stand it). unfortunately this going to be a quick post as *yawn*.....I'm EGG-ZOS-TID. and so, in point form.....1. I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113431566799502561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113431566799502561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113431566799502561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113431566799502561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/12/speedy-one.html' title='speedy one.'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113351085528172253</id><published>2005-12-02T03:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T13:05:46.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Souled out (Part I)</title><summary type='text'>*disclaimer: same deal as the previous post....2 parts*Whoosh, what a week. on the Transnasional (no typo there. Its just Malay – laziest language EVER *shakes head*) again enroute home. The scene outside my window isn’t quite as spectacular this time…its quite dreary. Its been raining quite bloody consistently and we’re crossing toll booths and KL suburbs (which, like most suburbs, are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113351085528172253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113351085528172253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113351085528172253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113351085528172253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/12/souled-out-part-i.html' title='Souled out (Part I)'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113351063815711520</id><published>2005-12-02T03:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:53:31.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Souled Out (Part II)</title><summary type='text'>1. you command 2 teams of US marines (each comprising a team leader, a machine gun specialist-M249, a grenadier, and a rifleman).2. they’ve all been given very personal, and American profiles. For instance, the NYPD officer returning to active duty.3. the “sanctity if life” was stressed throughout the game. It was in fact incorporated in the gameplay so much so that if you leave a member injured </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113351063815711520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113351063815711520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113351063815711520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113351063815711520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/12/souled-out-part-ii.html' title='Souled Out (Part II)'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113319131482555543</id><published>2005-11-28T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T20:42:05.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the wheels on the bus go round and round (Part I)</title><summary type='text'>(I've split this post into 2 parts to accommodate IE users who have problems scrolling down completely with the 2nd part being the previous post so its in order while you're reading it. if this course of action doesn't fulfill Vulcan standards of logic, don't fret, most things I do tend to only make sense to me anyway. just click on "Part II" under the "Previous Posts" heading)Its approximately 6</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113319131482555543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113319131482555543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113319131482555543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113319131482555543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/wheels-on-bus-go-round-and-round-part.html' title='the wheels on the bus go round and round (Part I)'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113319083936074220</id><published>2005-11-28T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:59:38.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the wheels on the bus go round and round (Part II)</title><summary type='text'>Spent sometime at Yongqiang’S BBQ for some Malaysian engineer’s society….Zongren was also there. The irony of the event lay in the fact that this event set up to socially engage the area’s engineers and students were completely lost on its participants. Case in point….Me: * noticing someone walking towards me * hey how’s it going?Engineer 1: * looks, pauses, rescinds into the darkness *Me: hmmm….</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113319083936074220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113319083936074220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113319083936074220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113319083936074220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/wheels-on-bus-go-round-and-round-part_28.html' title='the wheels on the bus go round and round (Part II)'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113290338705051929</id><published>2005-11-25T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T02:23:07.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on rain, false advertising, Batu Pahat, and marcom</title><summary type='text'>g'day fellow readers. must admit, I'm digging this rainy season thing. afternoon sleeps are so much more pleasurable.....on the flip side, I'm sleeping too much. hey, I figure now's a good time to catch up on all those sleepless nights in uni. yeah.....that's it *grin* ; )on the topic of weather, I must admit that lately I've been a little under it. got a case of sniffles and a slight cough. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113290338705051929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113290338705051929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113290338705051929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113290338705051929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/on-rain-false-advertising-batu-pahat.html' title='on rain, false advertising, Batu Pahat, and marcom'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113267434184406309</id><published>2005-11-22T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T11:23:32.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>juust stocking up on good karma</title><summary type='text'>hmm...looks like my days are filling up quite nicely (and about bloody time too).just a little update, I've committed to not one, but two voluntary organizations. I had a little chat/interview with a lady at Beyond Social Services (hola Ying Yik!) about contributing some of my time. generally speaking, this place provides mentorship/leadership/counselling to at-risk children and youth. from what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113267434184406309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113267434184406309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113267434184406309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113267434184406309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/juust-stocking-up-on-good-karma.html' title='juust stocking up on good karma'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113249176328531762</id><published>2005-11-20T07:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T10:26:36.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(insert witty title here)</title><summary type='text'>Sunday night....Approximately 8:30pm. its still, very still. the only other sounds are emanating from my retro pink and white table fan and Billy Joel's "She's Always a Woman to Me" (don't ask....its on random - and back off, its a good song).don't really know what to write but its just one of those nights where I simply feel like writing...we'll see what comes of it.oh hey...it was my cousin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113249176328531762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113249176328531762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113249176328531762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113249176328531762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/insert-witty-title-here.html' title='(insert witty title here)'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113233073042922346</id><published>2005-11-18T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T19:14:39.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>getting sleepies....</title><summary type='text'>*yawn*.....falling asleep soon. I'll make this short and sweet.highlights from the past few days include:1. a Turkish visitor. Caglar's dad was in the area and my "expertise"(and I use this term VERY loosely) in tour guiding was requested. after some preliminary phone conversations, Kadir and I agreed to meet at Starbucks (ahh...the great equaliser) in Raffles City. my fellow Malaysians would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113233073042922346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113233073042922346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113233073042922346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113233073042922346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/getting-sleepies.html' title='getting sleepies....'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113194572936919516</id><published>2005-11-14T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T08:02:47.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still crazy after all these years</title><summary type='text'>*drawn out sigh*.......I'm tired....a little hurt......I was reacquainted with an old flame yesterday. hadn't thought about her for over 2 years. y'see, what we had was, in all essences of the word....turbulent. she had given me both ecstatic levels of glory and horrible pits shame and disgust. it was one of those co-dependant relationships y'know? I always had to be on the ball and there wasn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113194572936919516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113194572936919516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113194572936919516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113194572936919516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/still-crazy-after-all-these-years.html' title='still crazy after all these years'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113177718581667534</id><published>2005-11-12T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T01:33:05.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on one hot and steamy Saturday afternoon.....</title><summary type='text'>quick quick post, reason being....not much I really want to talk about. and so, in point form with descriptions.....happenings in the past few days since returning home.1. food. for those who witnessed a complete and utter lack of appetite during my trip back to London, you can rest easy. my appetite is doing quite well. my cousin and I have been going on these almost daily expeditions in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113177718581667534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113177718581667534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113177718581667534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113177718581667534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/on-one-hot-and-steamy-saturday.html' title='on one hot and steamy Saturday afternoon.....'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113141417458995529</id><published>2005-11-07T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T21:48:00.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"If I leave here tomorrow...."</title><summary type='text'>right....currently stuck in Newark Airport. I'm on hour 5 on an 8 hour layover. here are a few things I've noticed. 1. this airport is dismally small and cramped. attempts to modernize it have resulted in utter failure. there's simply way too few seats for the amount of traffic. for instance, as we speak, I'm sitting on the floor next to a potted plant.2. to describe the american businessman (or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113141417458995529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113141417458995529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113141417458995529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113141417458995529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/if-i-leave-here-tomorrow.html' title='&quot;If I leave here tomorrow....&quot;'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113091804631745471</id><published>2005-11-02T02:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T03:07:26.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for the memories 234 Central Ave</title><summary type='text'>finally moved out of the pad. chapter closed guys. as Ted somberly mentioned whilst driving away from the property at night, rain drizzling, with "Knocking on Heaven's Door" playing on the radio, " you ever realise how sometimes music just comes on and it perfectly fits the situation?"  here's a pictorial homage to the place.   IMG_0283   Originally uploaded by boonaroo.   IMG_0284   Originally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113091804631745471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113091804631745471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113091804631745471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113091804631745471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanks-for-memories-234-central-ave.html' title='thanks for the memories 234 Central Ave'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-113039870463650389</id><published>2005-10-27T02:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T03:40:08.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>london calling</title><summary type='text'>*sniff* back in London *sniff*wasn't planning posting today but what can I say....jet-lag and this annoying cold that just seemed to dramatically worsen today, have other ideas.couple of things. I reiterate.....1. that Singapore Airlines is handsdown my top pick as a carrier. no contest. y'see, I went through this phase where I experimented with different airlines to break the monotony of being..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/113039870463650389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=113039870463650389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113039870463650389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/113039870463650389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/10/london-calling.html' title='london calling'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112989301655532185</id><published>2005-10-21T05:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T07:10:16.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sick and tired</title><summary type='text'>no really....I'm quite literally sick and tired.my sinus problems haven't really eased up since I got back here....in fact, methinks it has gotten worse. hmmm, anytime now, my nose is just going to pack up its things and leave. in fact, its going to go a 'lil something like this:nose: hey, we gotta talkme: yah sure what's up?nose: these past 25 years have been great but I'm not happy. I've not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112989301655532185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112989301655532185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112989301655532185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112989301655532185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/10/sick-and-tired.html' title='sick and tired'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112916652750532112</id><published>2005-10-12T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:22:07.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fact: GOD hates fanboys</title><summary type='text'>*this post is LONG....so some of you with Windows-based browsers, to view it in its entirety, u might have to first click the on the last time frame under "archives" and then in the same place after its reloaded, "current posts"*whao....its been quite a few days. for once, its a case of "bett.....err...I mean, more pressing" things to do. hey, better late than never.here's a quick recap of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112916652750532112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112916652750532112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112916652750532112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112916652750532112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/10/fact-god-hates-fanboys.html' title='fact: GOD hates fanboys'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112833350544314167</id><published>2005-10-03T05:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T06:17:51.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wha????</title><summary type='text'>two posts in a day?? disbelievable!!well actually, due to a wicked case of jet-lag, I've not slept since dinner time yesterday. so....I'm quickly approaching 24hours here. god I'm tired. teh-eered I say. *yawn*this past 24 hours has been interesting, yet ordinarily Malaysian. I spent much of the wee hours of the morning hunkered down in a trans-continental job search and initiating some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112833350544314167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112833350544314167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112833350544314167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112833350544314167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/10/wha.html' title='wha????'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112830415047362956</id><published>2005-10-02T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:10:08.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quickie</title><summary type='text'>real quick.I'm home.its hot.food is great.job hunt is in full gear.to my people in Canada: thanks for the memories. I expect to see some of you here really soon. (well, at least if I'm here for the long haul)to my people here: lets get pissed. b.p.s. because I promised: HI Bubela ; )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112830415047362956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112830415047362956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112830415047362956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112830415047362956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/10/quickie.html' title='quickie'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112787372432500507</id><published>2005-09-27T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T22:15:24.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yah.....the blog.</title><summary type='text'>wow, its been awhile.so farewells are all pretty much done. I should leave more often, people are so nice = )I was thinking of writing this epic recap of my time in Canada but alas....sloth hast infected my will. although this much I'll say:methinks I've accomplished all I wanted to accomplish in univeristy. let's see now...1. adventure in a foreign country.......check.2. solid formal academic (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112787372432500507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112787372432500507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112787372432500507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112787372432500507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-yahthe-blog.html' title='oh yah.....the blog.'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112671760900506335</id><published>2005-09-14T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T13:06:49.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>empty shell</title><summary type='text'>putting my stuff away in boxes. man, the apartment is slowly but surely vanishing. its a little off-setting.not a hell of a lot to say at this point in time. which prolly explains for the lack of posts.anyway....back to this.b</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112671760900506335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112671760900506335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112671760900506335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112671760900506335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/09/empty-shell.html' title='empty shell'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112606602268513796</id><published>2005-09-06T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:07:02.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sunsets....</title><summary type='text'>Brain fart of the day.Hey, I was thinking.....I wonder what sort of effect that Tragically Hip song "New Orleans is Sinking" is going have now that well....y'know.....on a related tangent.....someone(people) ought to get smacked for this debacle. truth be told, it seemed as though aid for tsunami relief got there quicker. AND we're talking 3rd world countries over a wider disaster area. hmmm....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112606602268513796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112606602268513796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112606602268513796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112606602268513796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/09/sunsets.html' title='sunsets....'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112593581897453760</id><published>2005-09-05T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T11:56:59.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>left for santa monica</title><summary type='text'>well.....this is the 3rd day I've been in LA......Santa Monica to be exact.Usual LA fare I guess: fashionistas, rich, poor, latinos, the clueless, the homeless, beach, surfers, palm trees, in-and-out burger ; )I don't really have much of a personal opinion on this place. methinks it has something to do with the fact that I've been wondering everywhere by myself. after awhile, you end up having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112593581897453760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112593581897453760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112593581897453760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112593581897453760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/09/left-for-santa-monica.html' title='left for santa monica'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112545247656025761</id><published>2005-08-30T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T21:41:16.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on love and haight</title><summary type='text'>before I plunge into today's happenings, yesterdays news (really quickly) .went up to Nappa Valley with my mum's collegue's wife who lives in the area. did some wine/champagne tours. pretty rad. word to the wise: try to drive if you're planning to go up the silverado trail coz being a passenger sucks. winding roads + backseat = barf. they live in this victorian house in the valley with I swear, a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112545247656025761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112545247656025761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112545247656025761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112545247656025761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/08/on-love-and-haight.html' title='on love and haight'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112527566270322308</id><published>2005-08-28T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T20:44:52.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>california dreaming</title><summary type='text'>well....I'm out here on the west coast. to be exact, the bay area: San Fran, Oakland, and the rest of the quaint towns around here....like Alameda (take your most stereotyped perception of a 1960's california town, and there you have it...going back to take some pics, its that cool). kinda picturesque out here to be honest. very chill.prolly gonna do a whole bunch of walking around in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112527566270322308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112527566270322308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112527566270322308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112527566270322308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/08/california-dreaming.html' title='california dreaming'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112399867058765582</id><published>2005-08-14T01:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:51:10.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh...tis the season</title><summary type='text'>so the new football season is upon us once more.middlesborough 0-0 liverpoolhardly an impressive start. this season WILL be better....right? (I hope)next week I'll go in and finalize stuff with the thesis. printing....binding....and then to get stored in some dark, god forsaken corner of the library. hey, at least I'm catalogued. hell, you can even borrow it if you want. that's cool right? ; )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112399867058765582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112399867058765582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112399867058765582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112399867058765582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahhtis-season.html' title='ahh...tis the season'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112309351168927545</id><published>2005-08-03T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T14:25:11.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh by the way...</title><summary type='text'>I successfully defended my thesis yesterday. currently doing revisions.will post a longer entry soon (I promise....)now I have some more inconsequential letters at the end of my nameb, B.A., M.A.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112309351168927545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112309351168927545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112309351168927545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112309351168927545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-by-way.html' title='oh by the way...'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112128241965404959</id><published>2005-07-13T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T15:20:19.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rub a dub dub</title><summary type='text'>alright alright....I'll post. geez.......actually, this has also been spurred on my the fact that my days are filled with all sorts of nothing. some of the dotoral students actually said "pfft, you wouldn't know what to do with yourself"there's that and the looming realization that I have a huge oral examination in the near future. although along with that pensive disposition is also the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112128241965404959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112128241965404959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112128241965404959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112128241965404959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/07/rub-dub-dub.html' title='rub a dub dub'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112078523635924910</id><published>2005-07-07T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:13:56.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>too tired to go "whoooo......"</title><summary type='text'>I've submitted the monster.its a piece of art.will post with excitement soon.sleep.b</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112078523635924910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112078523635924910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112078523635924910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112078523635924910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/07/too-tired-to-go-whoooo.html' title='too tired to go &quot;whoooo......&quot;'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-112051176784566291</id><published>2005-07-04T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T17:16:07.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAHHHH!!!!</title><summary type='text'>not time to post......life consuming work.....LOOMING deadline......picked a BAD time to stop smoking (the process is going well though).will update prolly next week.b</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/112051176784566291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=112051176784566291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112051176784566291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/112051176784566291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/07/aaahhhh.html' title='AAAHHHH!!!!'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111989032143851347</id><published>2005-06-27T11:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:27:16.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on call for scholastic emergencies</title><summary type='text'>qquick post.....you could prolly already guess....the past week has been....HECTIC to say the least. been averaging a 4 hour meeting everyday with my advisor, plus "homework". not to mention, further correspondence during the rest of the day. as Chuck put it, I'm "on call". we're rushing to make a dealine for final subission to the examining board. must say....we're making good time. that being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111989032143851347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111989032143851347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111989032143851347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111989032143851347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-call-for-scholastic-emergencies.html' title='on call for scholastic emergencies'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111930363915548391</id><published>2005-06-20T17:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T17:40:39.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>things just ain't like they used to be</title><summary type='text'>all-nighters....I'm talking all nighters. it used to commonplace during undergrad...and when the sun came up I'd hit the groupd running (that is, a pot of coffee and some caffine pills later). but now......the ole' gear box's not up to snuff anymore. I need my rest....otherwise my eyes get all red. I've been told a maniacal twitch follows shortly after. fuck I'm exhausted. hehe...guess its a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111930363915548391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111930363915548391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111930363915548391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111930363915548391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/06/things-just-aint-like-they-used-to-be.html' title='things just ain&apos;t like they used to be'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111878912856228579</id><published>2005-06-14T18:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T18:45:28.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm, mmm, that is a TASTY burrger</title><summary type='text'>quick post before getting down to writting again.just got back from school. grabbed a quick burger with Liish before stepping in. I don't really know why its the case but for the past 3 or so weeks, I've made it point to have a burger/fries/and coke at least 4 times a week. there's just something beautiful and sublime about a well built burger. nothing much has been going on except for my work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111878912856228579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111878912856228579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111878912856228579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111878912856228579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/06/mmm-mmm-that-is-tasty-burrger.html' title='mmm, mmm, that is a TASTY burrger'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111868701623130207</id><published>2005-06-13T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T14:54:44.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the end is near.</title><summary type='text'>ok so its set....Aug 2. the calls have been made, the examining panel picked, there's no turning back. shit this is scary. to paraphrase Owen Wilson in Armageddon, "its a mixture of 99% excitement and 1% fear...or is it 99% fear and 1% excitement". given, I'm not risking life and limb to save the planet from impending doom but hey, lets just say its the biggest stress inducing scholastic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111868701623130207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111868701623130207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111868701623130207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111868701623130207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/06/end-is-near.html' title='the end is near.'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111844385696920144</id><published>2005-06-10T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T18:50:56.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pooh goes ape shit</title><summary type='text'>its friday, its hotter than fuck outside, my work is going relatively well but SLOW, I'm surrounded by stupidity, I hate stupidity, I'm in a black, black mood. this feels all too familiar. you know how they say things revolve around like circles.....back to work. I'll update later.b</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111844385696920144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111844385696920144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111844385696920144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111844385696920144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/06/pooh-goes-ape-shit.html' title='pooh goes ape shit'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111782594099474193</id><published>2005-06-03T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T15:12:21.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"am I going to do this....by myself?" - Kurt Cobain</title><summary type='text'>began today by deciding to play a CD from waaayy back.....remember "Nirvana Unplugged in New York"? seminal record that. it was also the soundtrack to much of my over-exaggerated teenage "anger and depression". fuck I was (am?) a spoiled child. must admit its a little different listening to it nowadays....the music is still quite bloody heart-wrenching though ; )get this, Kurt Cobain's hometown </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111782594099474193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111782594099474193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111782594099474193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111782594099474193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/06/am-i-going-to-do-thisby-myself-kurt.html' title='&quot;am I going to do this....by myself?&quot; - Kurt Cobain'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111772451326998218</id><published>2005-06-02T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T12:00:52.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random things</title><summary type='text'>ALRIGHT I'll bite. courtosey of Pat's blog, and the fact that I'm still experiencing a drought in terms of post-worthy material, I guess its my turn to brandish the "music baton". Total Volume of Music in my Computer:2909 songs, 8.5 days, 14.56GBThe Last CD I Bought:hmmm, this was actually a Starbucks impluse purchase (gotta love product placement eh?) anyway, its the new Dave Matthews Band album</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111772451326998218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111772451326998218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111772451326998218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111772451326998218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/06/random-things.html' title='random things'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111756105146212425</id><published>2005-05-31T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:58:36.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><summary type='text'>you ever notice how awful your face looks in a restroom with florescent lights? every scar, cut, scrape, bruise, zit gets magnified and all you can think of it "I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!"-George Carlinok quick post before I attempt to write something intelligent. hmmm...this is going to be tougher than I thought...*looks at the ceiling*fack.I swear good posts are inversely correlated with good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111756105146212425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111756105146212425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111756105146212425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111756105146212425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111705893147836740</id><published>2005-05-25T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:08:51.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>KINGS OF EUROPE</title><summary type='text'>Champions League Final. Istanbul, Turkey.Liverpool 3(p)-3 A.C. MilanYou'll Never Walk Alone - Gerry and the PacemakersWhen you walk through the storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm  There's a golden sky And the sweet silver song of the lark Walk on, through the wind Walk on, through the rain Though your dreams be tossed and blown Walk on, walk on, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111705893147836740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111705893147836740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111705893147836740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111705893147836740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/05/kings-of-europe.html' title='KINGS OF EUROPE'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111698392681452085</id><published>2005-05-24T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T21:22:08.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>alright ALRIGHT.....</title><summary type='text'>sorry....been slacking with the posts. I would've posted earlier but certain people haven't sent me pics from my D.C. trip. *ahem* you know who you are. err...yeah, that's the story and I'm sticking to it : )anyway...the past few days since my return have been jammed with errands, bills, meh....red tape stuff. got some writting done too. not much, about 3 pages worth. fack, this is slow......I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111698392681452085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111698392681452085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111698392681452085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111698392681452085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/05/alright-alright.html' title='alright ALRIGHT.....'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111646439157810423</id><published>2005-05-18T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T20:59:51.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>back to life</title><summary type='text'>guh....bloody exhausted.post tomorrow.b</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111646439157810423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111646439157810423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111646439157810423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111646439157810423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-to-life.html' title='back to life'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111575450170360720</id><published>2005-05-10T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T15:53:38.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>superlative conspiracy</title><summary type='text'>mood watch: greenish.here's a lunchtime post fer y'all....this comming Friday, I will be venturing into the belly of the beast, the unholy grail of world politics (well according to some anyway: Christian fundamentalists, Jewish fundamentalists, Muslim Fundamentalists, and just plain guys from Montana), and where "Christians" claim is the devil's workshop of Freemasonry. yeap, off to the District</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111575450170360720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111575450170360720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111575450170360720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111575450170360720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/05/superlative-conspiracy.html' title='superlative conspiracy'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111540680568601921</id><published>2005-05-06T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T21:36:18.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>its me burfdey.</title><summary type='text'>just a quick THANKS to those who have extended well wishes.Bsupplemental (may 8)the evening's proceedings at Chancey Smith's and subsequently, the Frog, turned out quite bloody well. very pleased with it. three cheers to Leyuze, Dave, Jack, Brock, Liish, Steph, Meliss, Pippa, Kev, Ben, Kat, Myra, Duane, Trev, Jackie and Ted who came out. the inter-mingling of my social worlds were emmm...hmm,...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111540680568601921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111540680568601921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111540680568601921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111540680568601921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-me-burfdey.html' title='its me burfdey.'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111515319890414297</id><published>2005-05-03T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T16:46:38.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll never walk alone</title><summary type='text'>UEFA CHAMPIONS LEAGUE SEMI-FINALSLiverpool 1, Chelsea 0I could die of ecstasy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111515319890414297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111515319890414297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111515319890414297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111515319890414297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/05/youll-never-walk-alone.html' title='you&apos;ll never walk alone'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111505032489605697</id><published>2005-05-02T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:12:04.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ooofffff......</title><summary type='text'>mood watch: redwhat a way to begin the week, being riddled and paralysed with anxiety. I have three months left on my visa. god knows whether I'll be able to finish all this work in time. here's the kicker, if I'm not able to, I'm going to have to re-apply for an extension by - the absolute latest - by the middle of the month. which is....oh I dunno, in 2 weeks. wow I'm freaking out.seriosuly, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111505032489605697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111505032489605697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111505032489605697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111505032489605697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/05/ooofffff.html' title='ooofffff......'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111462682086907448</id><published>2005-04-27T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T14:33:40.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no....here it comes again.....</title><summary type='text'>mood: redin a really pensive disposition right now. its almost as if I'm on the horns of great happiness or eternal sadness. as Jamie Carragher puts it, "this could be a once in a lifetime opportunity"we play Chelsea in 15 mins. I might need some consolation in 90 mins. either that or ROUNDS ON ME.shit these drugs are doing weird things to my perception of reality....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111462682086907448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111462682086907448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111462682086907448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111462682086907448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-nohere-it-comes-again.html' title='oh no....here it comes again.....'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111447050297269121</id><published>2005-04-25T17:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T21:48:38.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hibiscus print towel: 1, me: 0</title><summary type='text'>mood watch: light green (I'm on drugs)and in the column titled "things that only happen to Boon", I give you today's story (that is before I pass out from anti-inflamatories and muscle relaxants - again)the day begun much like any other monday with excruciatingly loud music being played in the hopes of - as Hanz and Franz would say - "PUMP[ing] *clap* YOU UP". and for the most part, it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111447050297269121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111447050297269121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111447050297269121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111447050297269121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/hibiscus-print-towel-1-me-0.html' title='hibiscus print towel: 1, me: 0'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111439975885597876</id><published>2005-04-24T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T23:42:09.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>there's weird, there's weird, and then there's this.</title><summary type='text'>mood watch: I don't know. can't really say. feeling beside myself. *contemplative gaze* my goodness...what a week. what. a. week. talk about planets lining up. lets begin by getting the pedestrian out of the way:this week....the thesis FINALLY began going my way. think the words "there it is, its done. we have a thesis" were semi-gleefully muttered by Chuck on friday. there's a lot more work, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111439975885597876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111439975885597876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111439975885597876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111439975885597876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/theres-weird-theres-weird-and-then.html' title='there&apos;s weird, there&apos;s weird, and then there&apos;s this.'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111410288011541759</id><published>2005-04-21T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T13:52:04.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dig my genius</title><summary type='text'>mood watch: green (Marvin Gaye is also prolly having an effect)its official. my stats are DONE. and to top it all off, the crucial propositions and hypotheses are validated. in other words, the bloomin' experiment works! and coz of this, there's now talk of publications as this is the first time such psycho-social coponents are being measured. imagine that, if it goes through, I'll be the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111410288011541759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111410288011541759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111410288011541759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111410288011541759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/dig-my-genius.html' title='dig my genius'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111392398398058589</id><published>2005-04-19T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T15:02:03.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>today I'm a greenish yellow</title><summary type='text'>shit I'm in way too early again. I've got a this meeting to discuss some stats (or more aptly put, whether I've munched on the data enough to begin the *drumroll* "final leg") with Jim. Jim knows stats....especially in my field of work. you could call him the iron chef of identity research. but alas, he's yet to arrive. in the meantime, and in lieu of my propensity to experience wicked good mood </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111392398398058589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111392398398058589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111392398398058589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111392398398058589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-im-greenish-yellow.html' title='today I&apos;m a greenish yellow'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111383458185771426</id><published>2005-04-18T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T10:29:41.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on squirels and bowling balls</title><summary type='text'>ok you know its a tad bit early when you're in before the secrataries are in and the janitors have made their rounds. looks like this is going to be a long day...(I blame the figgin birds outside my window. *cheep* m'f'ing *cheep*) here's a post that will hopefully last you guys a few days as this week is going to be BUSY to say the least.speaking of wildlife, I witnessed the coolest thing from </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>75</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195363.post-111349202764606485</id><published>2005-04-14T10:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T11:20:27.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDS, ROMANS, COUNTRYMEN....anyone eating that last muffin?</title><summary type='text'>got in pretty friggin early today no thanks to awaking from my slumber in a hypothermic state. note to self, close balconey door at night. gosh it was friggid. at any rate, as yesterday was blogless, and I've got some time now, I'll include a post in my "routine" before getting down with actual work. the "routine"a. set foot on campusb. locate coffeec. locate pastry of ANY kind. case in point, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111349202764606485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111349202764606485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111349202764606485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111349202764606485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/friends-romans-countrymenanyone-eating.html' title='FRIENDS, ROMANS, COUNTRYMEN....anyone eating that last muffin?'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111334808192396148</id><published>2005-04-12T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T19:24:03.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so close but yet so far.....</title><summary type='text'>I thought of "a bridge too far" as the title for this post but then realised that such a statement implied that the divide would not be crossed. a tad bit pessimistic for comments regarding the thesis.but *whoosh*, today has been BITTER SWEET boy. as such, I will break it down in "bitter" and "sweet" segments. sweet (only because this came first):the data is finally prepped for analysis. I know I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111334808192396148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111334808192396148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111334808192396148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111334808192396148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-close-but-yet-so-far.html' title='so close but yet so far.....'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111307456872611336</id><published>2005-04-09T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T01:54:22.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>damn it, jeans have no give!!</title><summary type='text'>cannot even begin to describe how absolutely satiated I am at this moment. dim sum was had. Trev, Jackie, Adrian, Meagan and myself partook. it was grand. it wouldn't have been so bad if the lot of us didn't cross the road and gorged on ice-cream thereafter. when I say gorged...I mean GORGED. great time though....don't know if I can remember a time where I've laughed so hard for so long. guess </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111307456872611336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111307456872611336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111307456872611336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111307456872611336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/damn-it-jeans-have-no-give.html' title='damn it, jeans have no give!!'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111275359965356660</id><published>2005-04-05T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T22:24:48.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>muck....I say muck!</title><summary type='text'>as a testament to the woefully dormant running apparatus known as my legs, these twilight runs seem to have taken a toll on my calves. on the bright side, I seem to have perfected the "penguin walk" (nice, as if I need another thing to make me even more awkward). and so....if you catch the silhouette of a phenotypically skinny (yet flabby) guy in the horizon walking like a batman villian, tis </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111275359965356660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111275359965356660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111275359965356660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111275359965356660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/mucki-say-muck.html' title='muck....I say muck!'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111266165193882239</id><published>2005-04-04T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:22:57.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on Liverpool, max-sevens, and guard duty</title><summary type='text'>disclaimer: I wll refrain from commenting on Terri Shiavo and the pope as I consider them symbols/tools for political agendas and I'll leave the symbols to the symbol-minded. sad state of affairs....for an interesting commentary, go here.hola. thanks for permitting me to be your content provider for however long it takes you to read this post. I've just returned from a run around the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111266165193882239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111266165193882239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111266165193882239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111266165193882239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/on-liverpool-max-sevens-and-guard-duty.html' title='on Liverpool, max-sevens, and guard duty'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111240200633708484</id><published>2005-04-01T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T19:41:43.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not cool.</title><summary type='text'>yowza....currently experiencing a rather delectable headache. y'know the kind that starts out in the front of your head, blisters past the sides and then runs down your neck? quite wonderlous this....amplifies the minute ticking of my watch into jackhammers which mercilessly pound my skull. so apart from a few checks and balances, I'm more or less done with data entry and coding. thinking back, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111240200633708484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111240200633708484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111240200633708484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111240200633708484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-cool.html' title='not cool.'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111212367851872714</id><published>2005-03-29T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T14:46:42.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wakka?</title><summary type='text'>right. uber quick post. in the middle of number crunching and if I don't take time out to do this now, god knows when something'll be up. (read: life is grand...)ahh the weekend....some drinks, LOTS of TV....no work. no way will work be done. seriously, if I don't step back from it during the weekend, 1. the following week will be a write-off2. my "snappiness" will cause a loss of friends and an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111212367851872714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111212367851872714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111212367851872714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111212367851872714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/03/wakka.html' title='wakka?'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111177090693088960</id><published>2005-03-25T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T12:25:08.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*squish squish*</title><summary type='text'>me brain's kinda mushed. so many numbers. allow me to re-enact a scene from yesterday: *sitting in the lab keying in data into the comp*Jennie Mae walks in...Jennie: hey Boon, what're you d......ooooooohh......me: *grunt* no pun intended, but I'm doing this "old school" ; )bit of advice to prospecting thesis writers: USE AN EXISTING DATA SET(like normal people do-being "special" is highly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111177090693088960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111177090693088960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111177090693088960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111177090693088960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/03/squish-squish.html' title='*squish squish*'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111136503943349969</id><published>2005-03-20T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T19:31:52.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meh.</title><summary type='text'>quick post again. feeling rather melancholy. I'll get into it further down.Yesterday:1. had some brunch with D. y'know, more or less of the usual...geeking out to conversations about movies and fuzzy logic.2. headed out to Chancy Smith's for a spot of dinner. hell of a time. we ate like kings and laughed like jesters. interesting tid bit....and due to no act of premeditation but total coincidence</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111136503943349969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111136503943349969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111136503943349969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111136503943349969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/03/meh.html' title='meh.'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111124753744886463</id><published>2005-03-19T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T14:15:39.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>people like you are the reason why people like me need medication</title><summary type='text'>these next few things I need as much as an infected scrotum.1. sittting next to someone on public transit who finds it absolutely necessary to carry on an extended and LOUD conversation on a cell phone. don't get me wrong, for environmental reasons, I'm a huge proponent of public transit....though just as not spitting in public is good form, methinks phone ettiquette should also be practiced. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111124753744886463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111124753744886463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111124753744886463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111124753744886463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/03/people-like-you-are-reason-why-people.html' title='people like you are the reason why people like me need medication'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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-6195363.post-111102338562658233</id><published>2005-03-16T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:36:25.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on speech impediments and duck walking</title><summary type='text'>ah...its been awhile since we've had one of these: RANTS.first and foremost, the problem with linguistic mastery among our youth and young adults.I almost murdered someone in the elevator today with a blunt plastic knife meant for spreading jam on a tea biscuit. this is why sentences such as the following HAVE to stop. "like, you know like, when I was like, fifteen years old my dad like, totally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/111102338562658233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6195363&amp;postID=111102338562658233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111102338562658233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6195363/posts/default/111102338562658233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boonaroo.blogspot.com/2005/03/on-speech-impediments-and-duck-walking.html' title='on speech impediments and duck walking'/><author><name>Boon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143478617089042266</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></feed>
