<?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-30930562</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:26:13.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickled Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pickled pickler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014788327574954014</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30930562.post-116127148814487866</id><published>2006-10-19T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T08:24:48.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its diwali!!!!</title><content type='html'>Diwali-the festival of food,lights and noise. The festival would always begin very noisily, with the neighbourhood kids bursting crackers as early as six in the morning.And you could always find me hiding under the bed.Then we'd have to get ready and wear our new 'jatang' clothes. It was amazing how a new dress colud make us so happy. Then came all the pujas and the food.And everybody puts on about three gazillion kilos.But everybody is like what the heck? its DIWALI!!  In the evenings mum and sister would light all the diyas and I would pretend to help.And the best part would be sitting on the terrace watching all the rockets.Diwali was always marked by our neighbour-uncle hanging up his battered yellow star shaped lantern, which would stay there till new years eve. Good days those! But times sure have changed. Neighbour uncle has got a bright orange lantern now. :) Saw him hanging it up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Heres wishing everybody a super-duper Diwali!!!! Have a great time and don't worry about the gazillion kilos,you'll lose it just in time for the next festival!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30930562-116127148814487866?l=pickledpickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/feeds/116127148814487866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30930562&amp;postID=116127148814487866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/116127148814487866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/116127148814487866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-diwali.html' title='its diwali!!!!'/><author><name>pickled pickler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014788327574954014</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-30930562.post-115808705987956545</id><published>2006-09-12T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:07:25.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your Name? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Does it matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 2.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Are you American or English?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; niether&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 3.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 4.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are the last 2 digits of your phone number?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 5.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; An apple and some purple grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 6.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If you were a crayon what colour would you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; definitely blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;How is the weather right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; NICEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 8. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; One of my oldest friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 9. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;First thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; His smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 10. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you like the person who sent this to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 11. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How are you today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 12. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Favourite Drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mum's cold coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 13. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Favorite Alcoholic drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 14. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Favorite Sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Table tennis if I'm playing..anything else if hot men are playing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 15. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hair Colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Black&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 16. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eye Colour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 17. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you wear contacts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nope..I should get my glasses tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 18. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2. Both working,rich and stingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 20. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Favourite Food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Golden fried prawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 21. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Last Movie you Watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LRM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 22. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Favourite Day of the Year? My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Happy budday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 23. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Are you too shy to ask someone one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 24. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Summer or winter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 25. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hugs or Kisses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Both..actually deends on who's givin em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 26. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Chocolate definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 27. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who is most likely to respond?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 28. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who is least likely to respond?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 30. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What books are you reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eragon-Chris Paolini (the guy was fifteen when he wrote it..i was readin princess diaries when i was 15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 31. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What's on your mouse pad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 32. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Favourite Board Game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Scrabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 33. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Favourite Smell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The smell of the earth just after it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 34. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Can you touch your nose with your tongue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am trying and its not a very pretty sight..No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 35. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Favourite Flower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Those bright big flowers..damn what are they called???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 36. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What's the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Who the hell woke me up?? Lemme at 'em..grrr"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 37. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What`s the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Time to go to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 38. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nickname?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nope, I'm supposed to be the one who names people..nobody else i know seems to have the talent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 39. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ever been so drunk you blacked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 40. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Been in a car accident?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No,but seen a very tragic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 41. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Been hurt emotionally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 42. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Kept a secret from everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 43. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wanted to hook up with a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 44. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cried during a Movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I always do. (Its normal,stop rolling your eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 45. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Had a crush on a teacher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA .You should see some of my teachers = NO WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt;&gt; 46. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ever thought an animated character was hot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt;&gt; 47. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Had New Kids on The Block Tape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt;&gt; 48. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Been on stage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, fell too..You do Not want to know what i was dressed as.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt;&gt; 52. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt;&gt; 57. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who do you go to for advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt;&gt; 58. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who do you cry with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt;&gt; 59. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Worst Feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Feeling pukey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt;&gt; 60. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Favourite Word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pukey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30930562-115808705987956545?l=pickledpickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/feeds/115808705987956545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30930562&amp;postID=115808705987956545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115808705987956545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115808705987956545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged'/><author><name>pickled pickler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014788327574954014</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-30930562.post-115808651643432015</id><published>2006-09-12T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T11:41:56.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back with a yawn.</title><content type='html'>Finally got into the 'writing mood' after about 2 months..Damn lost it again...Why must i be soo moody??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30930562-115808651643432015?l=pickledpickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/feeds/115808651643432015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30930562&amp;postID=115808651643432015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115808651643432015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115808651643432015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-back-with-yawn.html' title='I&apos;m back with a yawn.'/><author><name>pickled pickler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014788327574954014</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-30930562.post-115273499320514057</id><published>2006-07-12T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T13:09:53.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an addict!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I think I'm turning into an SMS addict. :( . Always knew I messaged too much, but guess its getting out of hand now. People are reading my writings and saying she's definitely a messager (made that word up, I'm admitting I have a problem,I'm allowed to make up words). One person even asked me if the spellings were deliberate( I said "delibrte? naw, din thnk it mttered") See what I mean. I have reached a state where i just can't type complete words. And punctuation is a whole new concept to me. (sad, I know.) But I'm confessing that I have a problem. And confession is the first step to recovery or some crap like that. (I used to watch a lot of Oprah if you didnt realise. ) So I'm gonna try and use whole words from now on. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah I can't stand it. Maybe I should join a therapy group or something. Reckon there's an SMSAA?? Maybe I should start one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how I realised I had a problem,&lt;br /&gt;a) I started saying "yawn" when I was actually yawning.&lt;br /&gt;b) I  say "hehe" when i find something funny&lt;br /&gt;c) I send blank SMS s to my friends when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;d) I take like 5 minutes to type a sentence with whole words.&lt;br /&gt;e) I put commas in the wrong places since I'm not used to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you suffer from the same symptoms,kindly contact me. Dont really think I can start SMSAA( Short Messaging Service Addicts Anonymous) alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-MMS addicts also welcome. :)&lt;br /&gt;PS2- If you find spelling mistakes with this post too, you might be the one with the problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30930562-115273499320514057?l=pickledpickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/feeds/115273499320514057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30930562&amp;postID=115273499320514057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115273499320514057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115273499320514057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-addict.html' title='I&apos;m an addict!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>pickled pickler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014788327574954014</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-30930562.post-115262852635479488</id><published>2006-07-11T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T07:43:19.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road crossing – an art or a pain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This post is dedicated to one of my best buds who claims to be one of the best road crossers (might I add that this friend ended up denting a bajaj scooter once while crossing the road.) I salute you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the thing, I am not very good at road crossing. (I repeat I am NOT six) ( I can cross residential roads n all I'm not THAT pathetic!) Anyway, my friends think I should practise crossing. But I'm smart, I have this plan which works most of the times. See I have this tall friend (hehe!) and everytime I need to cross I jus leave the crossing part to my friend. But theres a problem, I dont have too many tall  friends andI'm generally exposed to one side of the traffic.( Now u know why I like one-ways). So I thought I could improvise my plan.So im thinking all I need now is another tall friend , maybe two incase one falls sick. And voila all my traffic troubles are gone! (told u I was smart) So heres how my ad will read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANTED : One tall person with good traffic sense and good eye sight. Should be able to make conversation during the period of the road crossing. Should be willing to risk his/her life for short delightful people. (ME) Should maintain good hand hygiene. If interested contact pp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I m paying for the ad might as well ask for the best.If everything fails will just buy two of those humungous red STOP signs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30930562-115262852635479488?l=pickledpickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/feeds/115262852635479488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30930562&amp;postID=115262852635479488' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115262852635479488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115262852635479488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/2006/07/road-crossing-art-or-pain.html' title='Road crossing – an art or a pain?'/><author><name>pickled pickler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014788327574954014</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-30930562.post-115256029306642012</id><published>2006-07-10T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T14:45:43.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I kno it sounds crazy&lt;br /&gt;a) i like writin letters&lt;br /&gt;b) i have nobody to write to&lt;br /&gt;c) no, im not friendless&lt;br /&gt;d)I am not six&lt;br /&gt;e)I don care bout the format&lt;br /&gt;f)I am bloody bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here goes&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Hope this letter finds u in the best of health (why wont it u r God) Anyway I just needed to ask u a few questions, u can take a break if u get bored.&lt;br /&gt;1) Why am i me? i mean do i like serve any purpose???? if yes then WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;2)Why cant everybody be happy?&lt;br /&gt;3) Why isnt there enough food fr evrybody?&lt;br /&gt;4)Why do some ppl have evrythin and the rest nothin?&lt;br /&gt;5)Do u really listen to our prayer?? ( coz if u did i'd be like 6 feet tall by now)&lt;br /&gt;6)Do u care?&lt;br /&gt;7)Do u believe in u?&lt;br /&gt;8)Do u hate athiests?&lt;br /&gt;9) Why does everything yummy have to be sooo bloody unhealthy?&lt;br /&gt;10)Why have the miracles stopped?&lt;br /&gt;11)Why did France have to lose :( ?&lt;br /&gt;12)Whats heaven like, do u have pretty female angels n hot male angels? ( not really in a hurry to find out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess thats enough questions for a day, try n answer em will ya? ooh n wake me up at 6 tomo...&lt;br /&gt;Gnite then&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;pp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30930562-115256029306642012?l=pickledpickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/feeds/115256029306642012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30930562&amp;postID=115256029306642012' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115256029306642012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30930562/posts/default/115256029306642012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickledpickler.blogspot.com/2006/07/letter-to-god.html' title='A letter to God'/><author><name>pickled pickler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014788327574954014</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>13</thr:total></entry></feed>
