<?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-6755487873379760290</id><updated>2011-07-31T13:01:31.449+10:00</updated><category term='lazy'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Book'/><category term='news'/><category term='wedding honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Mr Subtle's Modern Life</title><subtitle type='html'>The musings of a not so subtle guy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755487873379760290.post-6632677974687909853</id><published>2009-10-02T11:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:19:30.465+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Terms of endearment</title><summary type='text'>When one likes another, be it relationship, friendship, mateship, etc most people start using nicknames or terms of endearment. Most of these are harmless, some make no sense to others, a few might even offend other people. There are some that slip between the cracks that people don't acknowledge or if they do it feels a little strange to others.Case number 1 in point - "Sexy"Used by most people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6632677974687909853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6632677974687909853&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6632677974687909853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6632677974687909853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/10/terms-of-endearment.html' title='Terms of endearment'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1691650055133045252</id><published>2009-08-26T18:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:06:20.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PT'ing it home</title><summary type='text'>This is worthy if a blog entry - on the way home and there is actually seats free on the tram!! It's just a little scary.Now my train will be cancelled or something ... I hope not!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1691650055133045252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1691650055133045252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1691650055133045252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1691650055133045252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/08/pt-it-home.html' title='PT&amp;#39;ing it home'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-160132090537673349</id><published>2009-08-18T21:40:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:01:05.106+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Almost 2 weeks ... and I'm still alive</title><summary type='text'>I must say, not only was my bride beautiful and the day went perfectly - but damn can my wife organise a shin-dig! It was truly amazing and exactly what we (I?) wanted. A great day that was about us, but not us as the pinnacle of a mob. We were the centre of attention, but only because the people there were happy for us - and celebrating with us.While the nerves were racing (apparently I was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/160132090537673349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=160132090537673349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/160132090537673349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/160132090537673349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/08/almost-2-weeks-and-im-still-alive.html' title='Almost 2 weeks ... and I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1753734260309769147</id><published>2009-08-05T15:07:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:14:15.172+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Call it writer's block - call it lack of inspiration - call it being down right lazy. Call it whatever you will, I've been horrible. Now I'm getting married and won't be able to do anything for the next 2 weeks (well 10 days, I'm sure I'll be online when we get back).Basically I have had ideas of blogs, but really I wanted to keep this time as special time between me and Cath. So I did. Once it's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1753734260309769147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1753734260309769147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1753734260309769147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1753734260309769147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-it-writers-block-call-it-lack-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-7914145114215522683</id><published>2009-06-12T00:02:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:02:52.346+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A test</title><summary type='text'>I have a new toy. Apparently this will help me to use it more ... It's only supposed to be a phone damn it.Stupid apple.More later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7914145114215522683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7914145114215522683&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7914145114215522683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7914145114215522683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/06/test.html' title='A test'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-8906329859308441545</id><published>2009-05-14T17:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:25:13.835+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, yes. I'm a horrible blogger. I have to write more and more often. Blah, blah. Really sometimes shit gets busy and while I have a lot to write about I have very little time. Well very little time where I can blog. If only the public transport in this city would install wireless ... oooh, interesting thought.Anyway, quick thing before I leave work and go home - to attempt to write a real post </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/8906329859308441545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=8906329859308441545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8906329859308441545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8906329859308441545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-7737169985622706139</id><published>2009-04-17T14:24:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:30:39.904+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You Spin Me Round</title><summary type='text'>Well, not to put much effort in here but I do feel like things are still spinning around in my head. Between work, moving, wedding (people will chuckle with this comment) and trying to keep things afloat, blogging has fallen to the very bottom of the heap. But I'm working through it and am slowly clawing my way out of this slump.Anyhoo, I've decided what I really need - something that will save </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7737169985622706139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7737169985622706139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7737169985622706139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7737169985622706139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-spin-me-round.html' title='You Spin Me Round'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-n39jS6QT8/SegFdCKXc5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/GA0bUz07Tt4/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755487873379760290.post-1040026605452712548</id><published>2009-03-22T20:23:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:24:34.120+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for us!</title><summary type='text'>Getting engaged seems to be relatively easy. Although finding the right person helps too.Before Cathy gets the chance - we're engaged. It's an amazing feeling.Now for the countdown to the day and the stress that comes with being Assistant Coordinator in this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1040026605452712548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1040026605452712548&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1040026605452712548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1040026605452712548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-for-us.html' title='Yay for us!'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1010719039492158195</id><published>2009-03-19T12:19:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:59:50.559+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>I seem to have read a few books this year</title><summary type='text'>I may have mentioned that I read a lot. Apparently I read quickly too. I figured I'd test this out and see how fast I could read 2 books. Of course at the same time.Fortunately Cathy brought home 2 interesting books last tuesday.Making Money - Terry PratchettStranger in a strange land - Robert A. HeinleinTwo very different books and seemed to be acceptable to my speed trial. I finished "Making </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1010719039492158195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1010719039492158195&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1010719039492158195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1010719039492158195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-seem-to-have-read-few-books-this-year.html' title='I seem to have read a few books this year'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6038547748357720532</id><published>2009-03-02T16:52:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:01:20.446+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>2 more to the list</title><summary type='text'>I just finished reading 2 books (yes, I do that - read a few at once, I get bored).Life of Pi by Yann MartelAmerican Psycho by Bret Easton EllisBoth are very interesting books, I guess dealing with the struggles of life and how to live. I must admit I did enjoy Life of Pi more than American Psycho, but I suspect I was always going to enjoy it.Surprisingly I also enjoyed the movie American Psycho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6038547748357720532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6038547748357720532&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6038547748357720532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6038547748357720532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-more-to-list.html' title='2 more to the list'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-9144442493243413908</id><published>2009-02-27T12:43:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:17:40.700+11:00</updated><title type='text'>100 must-read books (shamelessly stolen)</title><summary type='text'>I've mentioned I read a lot of books and I've even mentioned a couple of good ones here, but I think I need something more. Cathy emailed me an interesting new blog the other day and once I started reading it, I'm actually enjoying it.So, first thing to steal - the books I (apparently) have to read. 100 of them. This could take me a few weeks.Yes, I did mention I have stolen it and I'll even put </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/9144442493243413908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=9144442493243413908&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9144442493243413908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9144442493243413908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/02/100-must-read-books-shamelessly-stolen.html' title='100 must-read books (shamelessly stolen)'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6007086923719153850</id><published>2009-02-25T22:29:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:32:31.956+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, miss-a-few, 99, 100</title><summary type='text'>Quick update before bed. It's a bit of a cheating one too. But ah well, I'm rather tired.Here's a list I stole from somewhere that out of 245 films, I've seen a couple.(x) Rocky Horror Picture Show(x) Grease(x) Pirates of the Caribbean(x) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest(x) Boondock Saints(x) Fight Club() Starsky and Hutch(x) Neverending Story(x) Blazing Saddles() AirplaneTotal:8(x) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6007086923719153850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6007086923719153850&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6007086923719153850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6007086923719153850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/02/1-2-miss-few-99-100.html' title='1, 2, miss-a-few, 99, 100'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-3923493026376690417</id><published>2009-02-11T19:14:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:19:53.198+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I tried to find an interesting news article today - but for some reason everyone seems to be overwhelmed by recent events.There's some sort of big fire off in some place ... and then there's a few people who don't seem to be able to pay bills.Yes, yes, I know - it's all really serious and people have died. Hell the bush fires are really bad too. But we'll pull through as we all do when something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/3923493026376690417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=3923493026376690417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/3923493026376690417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/3923493026376690417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-tried-to-find-interesting-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5297552158383298740</id><published>2009-02-10T19:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:36:27.278+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>Book</title><summary type='text'>I finished Ben Elton's Blind Faith last night. While some may view this book as the worst possible theory that anyone could imagine, others may see the world really is turning towards something similar to what Mr Elton views.I for one do see the world becoming slowly (or quickly) in a lot of ways similar to his novel. The major being the recent increase in the "Nanny State", particularly with the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5297552158383298740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5297552158383298740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5297552158383298740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5297552158383298740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/02/book.html' title='Book'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5127006768029554320</id><published>2009-02-10T01:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:37:17.616+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>TV</title><summary type='text'>I watched a very interesting show this evening. Unfortunately I must use the word "show" as it was on FreeToAir (Yes, that is the required name, the advertising doesn't seem to include a budget for spaces). Fortunately it was on the ABC (government funded and all that jazz) so I'm trying to think it's somewhere in the warm zone between the frying pan and the fire.Anyway, it was presented by a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5127006768029554320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5127006768029554320&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5127006768029554320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5127006768029554320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/02/tv.html' title='TV'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6152454172429895186</id><published>2009-02-10T01:03:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:37:36.362+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><title type='text'>I've noticed I'm being lazy</title><summary type='text'>Especially when it comes to blogging. So I've given myself a few ideas.Actually I'm stealing a few ideas in the hope that I can trick myself into posting more. Perhaps even about interesting and varied things.So, stolen idea #1 - book review. With a twist. I'm not going to review a book I'm reading currently, nor am I going to actually "review" the book. I'm going to review my thoughts that, in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6152454172429895186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6152454172429895186&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6152454172429895186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6152454172429895186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-noticed-im-being-lazy.html' title='I&apos;ve noticed I&apos;m being lazy'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5107069252663169946</id><published>2009-01-09T17:12:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:29:14.771+11:00</updated><title type='text'>First meme (I think)</title><summary type='text'>I don't think I've posted a meme on this blog before, I'm sure I've answered a few questions in one once, but what the hell, here goes nothing.I yoinked this from Cathy, who I believed yoinked it from someone else.1. What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?2 things come to mind - getting involved with a wonderful woman and having the quickest job turn around in history.2. Did you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5107069252663169946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5107069252663169946&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5107069252663169946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5107069252663169946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-meme-i-think.html' title='First meme (I think)'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4945525186798978351</id><published>2009-01-07T16:17:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:36:39.894+11:00</updated><title type='text'>When chivalry is killed</title><summary type='text'>I know, I know, two blogs in one day - scray huh!So, today I had the dubious honour of riding on Melbourne's public transport system. Generally I try to use this whenever possible, it's easier than finding car parks where I go and I can get on my high horse about being environmentally friendly - then go have a 20 minute shower. But I digress.Today I was on a tram, the second tram of today. As </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4945525186798978351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4945525186798978351&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4945525186798978351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4945525186798978351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-chivalry-is-killed.html' title='When chivalry is killed'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-2969099771956144292</id><published>2009-01-07T16:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:12:43.679+11:00</updated><title type='text'>*cough*</title><summary type='text'>I was recently reminded that while my holiday was on and then work started back - I still had to blog and keep the general populace happy. Or at least off my back.So here it is - a creatively tapped blog. I have nothing. But here goes anyway ...I had a great christmas. I got stuff - I got "experiences" - and I got to spend time with people I really love. Especially one person. I'm not going to go</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/2969099771956144292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=2969099771956144292&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2969099771956144292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2969099771956144292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2009/01/cough.html' title='*cough*'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-8200805822673280146</id><published>2008-12-23T13:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:42:20.507+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><summary type='text'>Part of my job is to visit different sites on a semi-regular basis. After a couple of visits I like to think people remember me and I can at least have a nodding acquaintance with the people on that site. Now I always have trouble with new names and I'm sure my "most difficult" name is hard for some people to remember.What I don't understand is how some people don't seem to even remember meeting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/8200805822673280146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=8200805822673280146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8200805822673280146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8200805822673280146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6303235733666821032</id><published>2008-12-22T19:26:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:47:06.740+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend of travel and money</title><summary type='text'>In response to Cathy's current entry - there are no second hand items, burkhas, or even dildos (perhaps a vibrator, but let me digress). There have been times I've attempted to surprise Cathy by doing or buying things for her. The last biggest case was the trip to Brisbane when she got back from Russia - the surprise I organised the day she left, the same surprise that lasted most of her trip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6303235733666821032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6303235733666821032&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6303235733666821032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6303235733666821032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekend-of-travel-and-money.html' title='The weekend of travel and money'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1414973468591834179</id><published>2008-12-19T11:29:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:43:35.669+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 70 ... yay!</title><summary type='text'>Whenever I see (or write) the word "yay" it takes a long time to get a certain green frog out of my head. I think forever the word "yay" and uncontrolled clapping will take me back to early saturday mornings watching "The Muppet Show" and wondering what sort of children Kermit and Miss Piggy really would have.Anyway, Post 70 - it's almost a mile stone, well actually I just realised I was in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1414973468591834179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1414973468591834179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1414973468591834179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1414973468591834179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/post-70-yay.html' title='Post 70 ... yay!'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-7431013738732270149</id><published>2008-12-18T11:02:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:13:04.616+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap!</title><summary type='text'>Well it seems my wonderful attempt at blogging every day has slipped a little. Apparently people noticed over the weekend and made comment. Hey, stones and glass houses people - I don't see anyone else out there attempting to blog as much as I am!Yes, that also includes Cathy ...So today I've decided to blog twice - not only to catch up, but so I can hit my 70th post on here. Although with some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7431013738732270149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7431013738732270149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7431013738732270149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7431013738732270149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/crap.html' title='Crap!'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1770677382963098381</id><published>2008-12-16T12:04:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:13:03.222+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><summary type='text'>Oops, I may have missed a few days. I may or may not have been getting intoxicated on Friday (work Christmas parties that start at almost midday are pretty cool in my book) - then Saturday flew by like nobodies business (didn't help that my family decided to have an impromptu bbq - on the wettest summer day I can remember). Sunday was probably the best day for blogging, but it just didn't seem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1770677382963098381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1770677382963098381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1770677382963098381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1770677382963098381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4879504456951978029</id><published>2008-12-11T18:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:20:04.624+11:00</updated><title type='text'>18...19...20...</title><summary type='text'>21%I'm sitting here, on site, watching a status bar slowly crawl it's way across the screen. This is what, apparently, I get paid the big bucks for.26%If only I was paid big dollars. But then again I'm still only starting out, I mean to put my whole career into focus, I've done just over 1 decade. There's what - 4-5 more of those? Unless of course I strike it rich and marry, I mean work hard and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4879504456951978029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4879504456951978029&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4879504456951978029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4879504456951978029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/181920.html' title='18...19...20...'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5135673256436665021</id><published>2008-12-10T14:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:58:00.799+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again into the fire</title><summary type='text'>Once again I've started an exercise kick. I'm currently swinging around the 120/121 kg mark. So looking at my "starting" of 127 I don't feel that I've really lost all that much. I suspect the worst thing I did when I was exercising was not change my diet radically enough. Since then (ie since Cathy got back from Russia) my diet has changed for the better. Problem being I now sit on my arse more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5135673256436665021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5135673256436665021&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5135673256436665021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5135673256436665021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/once-again-into-fire.html' title='Once again into the fire'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-3271190931205435231</id><published>2008-12-09T21:14:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:16:04.226+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried ...</title><summary type='text'>I tried to have a good blog entry tonight. I even got busy and did a few things (nothing seemed to work though? Odd). Seems tonight is just one of those nights where I start a few things but can't exactly get anything finished. Who knows, maybe tomorrow I'll be able to finish what I started?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/3271190931205435231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=3271190931205435231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/3271190931205435231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/3271190931205435231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-tried.html' title='I tried ...'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6092140552618569714</id><published>2008-12-08T14:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:10:35.994+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Less reps, more sets</title><summary type='text'>At least that's the theory. So, like exercising I'm going to use that with blogging. I'm going to type out (throw up?) whatever I can every day. Even if it's as long as this one is and just mentions that I'm still alive and screaming. Or is it kicking? I forget.I have lots to post about from the weekend, but right now the 6 hours of driving between friday morning and saturday lunch time is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6092140552618569714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6092140552618569714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6092140552618569714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6092140552618569714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/less-reps-more-sets.html' title='Less reps, more sets'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-9205265802825635662</id><published>2008-12-01T15:51:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:10:03.584+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend of tapping</title><summary type='text'>Since starting to date (and then live with) a woman who has a number of interests, this time of year will be an interesting time for me.So far there has been the Tap Concert. 300 sets of tap shoes beating the hell out of the theatre flooring. A seat designed for an Oompa-Loompa and for some reason being able to be seated in a place that the lighting people decided needed to be lit at rather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/9205265802825635662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=9205265802825635662&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9205265802825635662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9205265802825635662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekend-of-tapping.html' title='A weekend of tapping'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1429972717204010775</id><published>2008-11-01T15:33:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:09:36.859+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a number of large decisions being made in the world right now. Many people are rethinking their financial future, others are wondering if they will have a financial future. There are even others that are thinking of how to get out of it all with the shirts on their back.While I understand (and share a lot of these concerns) one thing that is really worrying me right now is how much power</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1429972717204010775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1429972717204010775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1429972717204010775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1429972717204010775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-is-number-of-large-decisions.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-7037589110264307476</id><published>2008-10-31T09:31:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:32:18.327+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My invisibility cloak</title><summary type='text'>As some of you know (or have guessed) I'm not exactly a small person. As my father has put it a couple of time I'm a "quiet, gentle giant". Don't let that fool you, getting in my way isn't a good plan for longevity. One thing I have yet to fully understand, is my amazing ability. I've noticed this ability for a number of years now. Most people don't believe me, that is until they see it happen. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7037589110264307476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7037589110264307476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7037589110264307476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7037589110264307476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-invisibility-cloak.html' title='My invisibility cloak'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5080141424777105712</id><published>2008-10-14T21:26:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:41:18.241+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I keep doing this</title><summary type='text'>I really have to get back into some form of routine with this blog thing. It's been ages and while many things have happened, I just haven't felt the desire to blog. I've seen other people do this, some never come back, others attempt too, while others come back better than ever. I have no idea which way I'm going, but I guess I'll be trying to get something from somewhere.So let's go through the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5080141424777105712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5080141424777105712&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5080141424777105712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5080141424777105712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-keep-doing-this.html' title='I keep doing this'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755487873379760290.post-7879384117746582977</id><published>2008-09-10T12:46:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:30:14.420+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bump</title><summary type='text'>I sit here, unemployed and sick, bemoaning my life. That's really not a good start. I'm not "unemployed" I just haven't started my new job yet. Yup, I got me a nice little break and a cool new job too! Suck on that "You don't fit in" idiots! But I am sick. More than usual even! I have the dreaded spring cold. Apparently it's running rampant through Melbourne currently. My entire family has it and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7879384117746582977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7879384117746582977&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7879384117746582977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7879384117746582977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/09/bump.html' title='Bump'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6547384196050748774</id><published>2008-08-28T14:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:42:43.447+10:00</updated><title type='text'>That's the way life goes</title><summary type='text'>I've been real quiet recently. Not too sure why, but now I know things are looking up!I am now unemployed. It's been a weird couple of months at the place I was working. But I know now that I won't be pushed into doing illegal or dodgy things and when it comes down to it I'm more than willing to put my job on the line for the things I believe in.... now, does anyone have the number for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6547384196050748774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6547384196050748774&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6547384196050748774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6547384196050748774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/thats-way-life-goes.html' title='That&apos;s the way life goes'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5785436227616475849</id><published>2008-08-22T17:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:32:54.919+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it a little sad ...</title><summary type='text'>When I spend most of my afternoon (at work) virtua-bowling? ... and then score a perfect 300 just before I go home?Ok, I think I just answered my own question. Perhaps next week I'll get to do some actual work!Oh and perhaps a blog entry or 2 ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5785436227616475849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5785436227616475849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5785436227616475849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5785436227616475849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-it-little-sad.html' title='Is it a little sad ...'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4067210476653112664</id><published>2008-08-19T11:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T13:16:08.574+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm at a mental blank. I've hit the wall. Do I dare even think .. writer's block? I can't even get my butt into gear to write the things I've scribbled down in the past.I can't even write pure unadulterated crap as I usually do. What's wrong with me??I figure I'm still at those crossroads. In fact there are a few crossroads, actually a couple of them look like cliffs I have to dive off. I'm not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4067210476653112664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4067210476653112664&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4067210476653112664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4067210476653112664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-at-mental-blank.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4832776622801657208</id><published>2008-08-14T22:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:13:58.177+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I started this blog, it was a way to blurt things out in a "public" forum in a way that I could stay a little hidden but always show what was going on underneath the surface.Over a short period of time, that changed. Then (miraculously) it changed again. The first was that I got lazy. The second was that I started dating. Let's be honest a relationship began.I got to thinking tonight, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4832776622801657208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4832776622801657208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4832776622801657208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4832776622801657208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-i-started-this-blog-it-was-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-7883189760317989372</id><published>2008-08-13T16:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:26:20.217+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So many things to post about right now. None of them I actually want to post about. That really sucks.Although international mobile networks suck majorly. Attempting to hold a conversation via sms on them is almost impossible. How is one supposed to keep one's girlfriend on edge ... yeah, ok I'll stop that now.Apparently I'm having trouble at work. As a relatively new member of the "team", I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7883189760317989372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7883189760317989372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7883189760317989372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7883189760317989372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-many-things-to-post-about-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-2399119614638658665</id><published>2008-08-12T12:33:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:42:20.180+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Guido in training</title><summary type='text'>I know, it's a bad name but it's the only one I could think of that everyone will understand.Let me set the scene. Monday night, 1800, suburban gym. I arrive and wonder why everyone was at the gym. Now I remember why I don't gym on monday nights.As I walk the stairs to the gym area, I can hear them. The posers. The junkies. The muscle nuts. Oh dear god, why tonight of all nights?Getting changed, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/2399119614638658665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=2399119614638658665&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2399119614638658665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2399119614638658665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/guido-in-training.html' title='Guido in training'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-9030331484533262757</id><published>2008-08-11T16:47:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:48:05.001+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickee</title><summary type='text'>Is it possible to forget something you have memorised? Not accidentally, but to remove it from mind?Curious ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/9030331484533262757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=9030331484533262757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9030331484533262757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9030331484533262757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/quickee.html' title='Quickee'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1336759383529322550</id><published>2008-08-11T10:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:30:32.528+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BMI</title><summary type='text'>As you may or may not have noticed, I've started putting my exercise and food intake tables on my blog. For 2 reasons - 1 is to have somewhere to keep them, the other is so that I have somewhere I am answerable to. So I can look back and say "Yup, I fucked up there" or "Yup, I'm so awesome!".I went looking for a few websites last night, to do with food intake and heart rates. I wanted to be sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1336759383529322550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1336759383529322550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1336759383529322550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1336759383529322550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/bmi.html' title='BMI'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4825656066709504041</id><published>2008-08-09T18:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:24:14.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn</title><summary type='text'>There are times I'll sit down to watch a movie and just want to veg out. Usually I can do this very well, sometimes it takes an extra bit of, let's say effort.Last night it took a very funny children's movie "3 Pigs and a Baby". Today it's the movie "Enchanted".These are very crap movies. Yet I enjoyed them a lot. I laughed out loud, I smiled, I even giggled. I even relaxed, I was able to stop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4825656066709504041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4825656066709504041&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4825656066709504041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4825656066709504041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/popcorn.html' title='Popcorn'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5275250703950232877</id><published>2008-08-07T23:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:57:16.994+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The first of not too many</title><summary type='text'>As I lay here, muscles twinging and my mind racing, I attempt to process the next 40 something days. My eyes are heavy yet I don't want to sleep. Sleep brings the next day so much faster. Another day to deal with, to survive through, to cope with.I'll be accused of sappiness. I'll be told to "man the fuck up". I'll be told many things. None will help.None will stop me.Time will make it better. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5275250703950232877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5275250703950232877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5275250703950232877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5275250703950232877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-of-not-too-many.html' title='The first of not too many'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-8473184357846578695</id><published>2008-08-06T21:56:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:00:14.459+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Time</title><summary type='text'>It was a warm night, so being me I was dreading going out. Sweating is never a way to impress a new person, especially when she is someone that you have admired. Perhaps admiration is the wrong word, but it will do for the moment.I have the worst luck when it comes to parking my car, so true to form I parked about as far away as possible. And walked. In the heat. Walking fast because I wanted to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/8473184357846578695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=8473184357846578695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8473184357846578695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8473184357846578695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-time.html' title='The First Time'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6845531740709767802</id><published>2008-08-06T14:57:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:58:48.928+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New look</title><summary type='text'>Yup, I'm playing. I sort of like this new look. A bit fresh, a little different. A little new.Change is good. Even if it takes a while to realise it.I've added a "Blob Status" link too, I'll be updating this as often as possible (ie food will be every day, exercise will be most days of the week). Hopefully I can surprise myself within the next month and a half.Who knows - I might even get to be a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6845531740709767802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6845531740709767802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6845531740709767802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6845531740709767802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-look.html' title='New look'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-91168380739220797</id><published>2008-08-06T12:17:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T12:24:08.264+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Intermission</title><summary type='text'>For a short time (let's say 6 weeks) I'm going to be using my blog to track a few specific things in my life. Namely my eating and exercising habits.I know I can put this anywhere, but for the moment I want it somewhere I can get anywhere and I can be answerable to a couple of people (ok, one person in particular).To make it easy, I'm going to start from today and put in a food diary and exercise</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/91168380739220797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=91168380739220797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/91168380739220797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/91168380739220797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/08/intermission.html' title='Intermission'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5384003526117534525</id><published>2008-07-30T17:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T17:31:34.252+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my party ... err life</title><summary type='text'>I've been told on more than one occasion that my life is boring. That it's my own fault for not having a life. That if I want something I just have to go and get it.Well, funny thing is - I know all of this. I know my life is boring, from the outside. I know I don't have a social calendar that is full up from here to christmas 2010. I know that if I want something I just need to stand up and grab</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5384003526117534525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5384003526117534525&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5384003526117534525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5384003526117534525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-my-party-err-life.html' title='It&apos;s my party ... err life'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-7726515094744105788</id><published>2008-07-28T15:41:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:59:49.085+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The future has been on my mind a fair amount recently. More so than usual. And really it usually is a whole lot.In that frame of mind, I've been taking a serious look at my current career and what I'd like to be doing.Currently I'm in a job I can easily do, but one that has no chance of progression and I know one that will bore me to tears in a matter of months. Especially once everything is up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7726515094744105788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7726515094744105788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7726515094744105788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7726515094744105788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/future-has-been-on-my-mind-fair-amount.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4633642266497699363</id><published>2008-07-24T10:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:17:20.007+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The future - it awaits</title><summary type='text'>I've been considering many things recently. One major one has been my career. For the past 8 years I've been in the fascinating world of IT. Generally supporting the idiots, I mean people who fool themselves into thinking they actually work for a living.Problem is, I don't love it.Don't get me wrong, I can enjoy what I do. But the enthusiasm I see in others and perhaps even had myself at one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4633642266497699363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4633642266497699363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4633642266497699363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4633642266497699363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/future-it-awaits.html' title='The future - it awaits'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1912726083297301424</id><published>2008-07-22T11:34:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:49:23.820+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you go mmm...</title><summary type='text'>(I must admit I do enjoy that song - little guilty pleasure).As many new readers will know (and the handful of other readers) I have been dating My Classy Lady for a while now (the exact number is still up for discussion - but I think I'll err on the side where I don't get in trouble). Now this is all well and good (in fact fantastic) but I digress - there is something coming up that I must say "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1912726083297301424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1912726083297301424&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1912726083297301424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1912726083297301424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-that-make-you-go-mmm.html' title='Things that make you go mmm...'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5924119457093489044</id><published>2008-07-21T09:12:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T09:14:34.938+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What I found out</title><summary type='text'>There's never enough alcohol in red wine to drown an answer to a question.Ice cream will fix almost anything - as long as there is plenty of red wine beforehand.I can hold more red wine that I thought I could. Perhaps the alcohol content has dropped?Sculling 2 glasses of red (in succession) is NEVER a good plan. But it helps.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5924119457093489044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5924119457093489044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5924119457093489044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5924119457093489044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-i-found-out.html' title='What I found out'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-422845052762732520</id><published>2008-07-18T12:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T12:31:33.077+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a few comments about yesterday's blog (again, nothing on here but I digress). So I read it again. Damn I can dribble crap. Might even be something I'm good at! Lol.Anyway, this is just a quick post to say things are changing - less dribble, more structure and perhaps even something more detailed about my recent journey into relationship-land. Who knows, maybe it will all be flowery and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/422845052762732520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=422845052762732520&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/422845052762732520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/422845052762732520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-had-few-comments-about-yesterdays.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-7225086505784667705</id><published>2008-07-17T11:33:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:04:24.595+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The future ... could be scarier than we can even imagine</title><summary type='text'>I have been contemplating my future recently. Not in overly specific terms, not even with "goals", but in general shades of grey. The odd "What if ... " and the even "I wonder when ... ".For a single, white male in the western world - the future is bleak. We are the hidden "majority", we are the least influential, we are the most taxed, we are the most looked over ... and then we die young (it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7225086505784667705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7225086505784667705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7225086505784667705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7225086505784667705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/future-could-be-scarier-than-we-can.html' title='The future ... could be scarier than we can even imagine'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4519967634274525114</id><published>2008-07-15T16:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:36:40.077+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Inclusion vs Exclusion - or is it growth?</title><summary type='text'>I witness many things in my professional life and many similar things in my personal life. One thing that happened recently could have easily seated itself in either camp.A small group were discussing the option of expansion, or shall we say growth. This group (which could have quite easily discussed a similar thing around a board table) from different walks were busily sharpening thrusts and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4519967634274525114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4519967634274525114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4519967634274525114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4519967634274525114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/inclusion-vs-exclusion-or-is-it-growth.html' title='Inclusion vs Exclusion - or is it growth?'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6379518630496676140</id><published>2008-07-11T10:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:55:35.818+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiouser and curiouser</title><summary type='text'>Having one confirmed reader of my blog, who then comments (directly to me most times) about my blog entries, is a new experience for me. I once had another blog (I may have mentioned this already) and had sent it to a couple of people I knew (no longer). They would read and comment at times, but more out of "friendship" rather than curiosity. Although I must say, I'm not sure where this one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6379518630496676140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6379518630496676140&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6379518630496676140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6379518630496676140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/curiouser-and-curiouser.html' title='Curiouser and curiouser'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4716269378899313320</id><published>2008-07-10T12:53:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:11:11.585+10:00</updated><title type='text'>eh</title><summary type='text'>I get bored easily. Incredibly easily. People have said one of two things about this.One - Find something to do. Occupy your time with a hobby.Two - You're just lazy, go do something.I find there is a third and generally socially unaccepted form of boredom. The boredom that strikes people who aren't of "average" intelligence. Apparently I have a high IQ. Apparently I'm just a little smart. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4716269378899313320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4716269378899313320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4716269378899313320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4716269378899313320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/eh.html' title='eh'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-8448420864180415378</id><published>2008-07-04T14:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:32:07.264+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Customs?</title><summary type='text'>I just posted a comment on my girlfriend's blog (that term still looks and sounds funny to me - so very 1980s High School). The comment ended with me asking if the blog world was something that needed to be separate, or could it be shared within a relationship.I know a previous blog of mine (of which I have no intention of putting back up) is not the sort of subject I'd introduce into a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/8448420864180415378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=8448420864180415378&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8448420864180415378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8448420864180415378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/07/customs.html' title='Customs?'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1125035567208352524</id><published>2008-06-24T15:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:40:49.252+10:00</updated><title type='text'>In the mood ...</title><summary type='text'>Spring has sprung, the grass has ris', I wonder where the birdie is?Well, not really is still miserable cold winter here. But that's sort of what I'm leaning towards right now. The place almost has the feeling of Spring. Or perhaps it's just me.Anyhoo ... I was asked today which "group" I would fit myself into. "Are you a SNAG, a metro, an alpha male... ?"Can I pick the Z option and go with "I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1125035567208352524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1125035567208352524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1125035567208352524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1125035567208352524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-mood.html' title='In the mood ...'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6157052382320772022</id><published>2008-06-24T15:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:25:52.619+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><summary type='text'>Watching someone else sleep is a very special and interesting situation. I've done in a number of times over the decades and I must say - it never gets old.My latest instance of sleeping voyeurism has been over many of the last weekends. The first being after many bottles of red and a couch - which went from comfy to a bed of nails in such a short period of time.I believe a person's real face </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6157052382320772022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6157052382320772022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6157052382320772022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6157052382320772022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-99123031803365810</id><published>2008-06-17T22:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:19:50.781+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of tack</title><summary type='text'>I've been lazy. I've said that before. This time I have a reasonable excuse.There is a female - and she's alive. She's even human (I know, I have checked). Apparently she even enjoys my company.Freaking thing is, I really enjoy her company too. Not that I really have any idea what's going on, but what the hell - we're both adults who seem to be enjoying each other's company (and other talents).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/99123031803365810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=99123031803365810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/99123031803365810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/99123031803365810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/06/change-of-tack.html' title='Change of tack'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-2011729237960078733</id><published>2008-06-02T22:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:07:52.861+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a while. I've been lazy, busy and trying to get things actually rolling in my life.Oh and apparently some people think I'm immature! (haha).I am trying to get some good posts happening, I'll post them as soon as I think of them (or I break the scotch out again). Mmm, scotch</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/2011729237960078733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=2011729237960078733&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2011729237960078733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2011729237960078733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4758275784406668708</id><published>2008-06-02T22:01:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:04:58.138+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How did I end up with this ...How evil are you?and Captain Obvious (Grumbles) ended up with this???How evil are you?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4758275784406668708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4758275784406668708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4758275784406668708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4758275784406668708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-did-i-end-up-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4178609359209773127</id><published>2008-04-09T11:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T11:24:32.330+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop the destruction of good movies</title><summary type='text'>I can say I've never done this before - nor have I wanted to do this before. But after hearing that the IDIOT is making Blood Rayne 3 (I still have nightmares of the 10 minutes I watched of Blood Rayne) I have to post this.Uwe Boll MUST STOP MAKING FILMS.SIGN ME!!I know, I know - online petitions mean jack shit. But the words came from the IDIOT himself "Get 1 million people and I'll stop making </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4178609359209773127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4178609359209773127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4178609359209773127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4178609359209773127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/04/stop-destruction-of-good-movies.html' title='Stop the destruction of good movies'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-3914829462169029330</id><published>2008-04-02T22:20:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:47:41.042+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cybering 101</title><summary type='text'>It's been a long time. I've been busy. And lazy. So very, very lazy. And busy, so very, very busy.Anyway, on to a topic that has cropped up for me recently. I appear to have been the focus for some people (I'll err on the side that they are female) - who appear to want "me", in a virtual sort of way (still no one who wants me in the real world - but that's for another post).So after many hours </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/3914829462169029330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=3914829462169029330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/3914829462169029330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/3914829462169029330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/04/cybering-101.html' title='Cybering 101'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4225204416260464112</id><published>2008-03-14T21:02:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:04:41.784+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything I do is justified by me wanting to do it</title><summary type='text'>Long time since last post - simple one this time. I'm trying to get the inspiration to write something good. So here's the rest of my "writing"The rain pattered at the window pane again, it was strong at times and weak at others. Almost as if the storm was easing off. I knew that these storms could last for hours after the initial pounding, or this could be the eye of the storm.Watching Kay lay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4225204416260464112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4225204416260464112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4225204416260464112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4225204416260464112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/03/anything-i-do-is-justified-by-me.html' title='Anything I do is justified by me wanting to do it'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-8912775015380171887</id><published>2008-02-16T23:52:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:54:48.168+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because I want to</title><summary type='text'>While I did get 2 affirmatives for the story - no repsonse to the actual post, so one more entry to see if anyone reads it, then back to the drawing board for some more of the story (perhaps only for myself and the 1 or 2 that have requested more directly).She didn't respond immediatly, instead her head fell forward and she shrugged her shoulders. I caught a mumbled "Everything feels good" and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/8912775015380171887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=8912775015380171887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8912775015380171887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8912775015380171887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-because-i-want-to.html' title='Just because I want to'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-2294835611931282416</id><published>2008-02-15T13:18:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T13:20:45.347+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, here goes nothing</title><summary type='text'>There isn't a start to this story as yet, it sort of jumps into a situation. There is a back story, but I am still polishing that. And yes there is more, but I'll post that later.And yes, I am not a serious writer and this probably comes off as rather crap - but I don't care, all of us have to be a little bit creative.Sitting together, watching the fire, Kay and I felt the warmth spread over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/2294835611931282416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=2294835611931282416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2294835611931282416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2294835611931282416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok-here-goes-nothing.html' title='Ok, here goes nothing'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-7999177676888970138</id><published>2008-02-15T12:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T12:29:52.919+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><summary type='text'>I know, I have been very lazy of late. To be honest I've been stuck in the office so much that I haven't been able to get out and do anything ... let alone perv'ing!So, instead I've been able to get some writing done. Someone told me I should call it creative writing, but I don't consider myself to be creative - nor this particular story.I've never written anything seriously and I am not fooling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7999177676888970138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7999177676888970138&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7999177676888970138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7999177676888970138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/02/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1361818859264580390</id><published>2008-02-05T20:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:40:17.152+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Explaining my last post</title><summary type='text'>Ok, let me try and explain my last post - and don't worry I have a couple of perv posts coming up, there has been a lot of hot weather recently and all the hot ones have been out and about!So - date on friday was average. Movie was good (27 Dresses - Katherine Heigl is HOT). Snack was ok (got kicked out as they were closing - at 9:30!!). Company was ... average.Sometimes I rather shallow. But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1361818859264580390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1361818859264580390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1361818859264580390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1361818859264580390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/02/explaining-my-last-post.html' title='Explaining my last post'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6893197022894271141</id><published>2008-02-01T02:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:25:57.485+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Are girls just insane?</title><summary type='text'>I'll expand on this over the weekend - but I think most will agree with my statement.I have a date tomorrow (Friday) night. This will be interesting, don't think I'm going to find her attractive, but a movie and a snack is in order. Especially after the complete and utter fuck up of last weekend.Yes, I do believe all females are insane.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6893197022894271141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6893197022894271141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6893197022894271141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6893197022894271141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-girls-just-insane.html' title='Are girls just insane?'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-9209795442783028369</id><published>2008-01-21T21:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:39:24.570+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What to call this one</title><summary type='text'>So I figured I'd have time to post here, do some work and even attempt to perve on something fine.Well, I got a small amount of perving done although the rest of it went out the window. Now on to the perving.Had drinks with the neighbours on saturday night, figured it'd be worth the free food and some good drinks. Turns out my neighbours are at least as sex-crazed and perverted as I might just be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/9209795442783028369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=9209795442783028369&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9209795442783028369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9209795442783028369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-to-call-this-one.html' title='What to call this one'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-7479701763288955129</id><published>2008-01-18T16:07:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T16:11:30.412+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Work/Blog/Life</title><summary type='text'>In one little word I can sum it all up at this point in time.CRAP.No time for anything, things are hitting the fan faster than they have before (and with more frequency).I'm not going to blog about it right here as it's not exactly funny or entertaining. Or exactly eventful. I'm sure everyone has had times when everything fell in a heap.The weekend is coming up ('tis friday afternoon and I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/7479701763288955129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=7479701763288955129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7479701763288955129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/7479701763288955129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/01/workbloglife.html' title='Work/Blog/Life'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-1748744957273231578</id><published>2008-01-08T19:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:30:53.981+11:00</updated><title type='text'>CBD ... mmm</title><summary type='text'>I was in the CBD today. Let me just tell you, I can now confirm what females have known for centuries (well a long time anyway). Anyone, and I mean anyone in a suit can look amazing. Not just good - I'm saying amazing. And it's anyone. A person you wouldn't even want to look once at you turn slightly to can a second glimpse.From my perspective I have to give my opinion of the female form in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/1748744957273231578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=1748744957273231578&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1748744957273231578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/1748744957273231578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/01/cbd-mmm.html' title='CBD ... mmm'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-563755345856529334</id><published>2008-01-06T23:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:35:29.015+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans really have no idea</title><summary type='text'>Really we don't. I'm not talking about the future, or the environment, or politics, or even or "races" on this blue rock.I'm talking about other humans. More specifically the opposite sex.I'll be the first to admit I'm not the replica perfect man. But damn it, I'm a good guy. I'm tall, dark, and well I'm not ugly ;)I know mentally what a woman wants, I use these skills to talk with women. Nothing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/563755345856529334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=563755345856529334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/563755345856529334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/563755345856529334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/01/humans-really-have-no-idea.html' title='Humans really have no idea'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-2283172061041408432</id><published>2008-01-03T21:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:34:06.773+11:00</updated><title type='text'>First blog of 08</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR! ... At least is fucking well better be. I'm sick and tired of the years going bad. Well, I'm sick and tired of letting them go bad.Ok, perv'ing update - actually not a whole lot. I could say I've been lazy, but in all seriousness I've been working. Hard. And maybe a little bit lazy.Although I did have a very nice NYE party - of which there was a bit of perv'ing. I have found I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/2283172061041408432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=2283172061041408432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2283172061041408432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2283172061041408432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-blog-of-08.html' title='First blog of 08'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-6792869546810921609</id><published>2007-12-29T14:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:16:11.814+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Too hot to do anything but ... blog</title><summary type='text'>In an attempt to get some more order into one's life, I am now blogging on the weekend.That's just slightly depressing.Ok, more than depressing.So let's see if I can remember last night through the veil of bourbon that has slightly muddled my head. And for that matter my stomach, but the bacon and eggs is helping that.Went to movies - checkPerv'ed before movies - checkPerv'ed after moives - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/6792869546810921609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=6792869546810921609&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6792869546810921609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/6792869546810921609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/12/too-hot-to-do-anything-but-blog.html' title='Too hot to do anything but ... blog'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-2951569820468060841</id><published>2007-12-29T04:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T04:18:41.703+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Purely a test</title><summary type='text'>totally a test post. Will delete soon.Paragraph where selection is disabled.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/2951569820468060841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=2951569820468060841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2951569820468060841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2951569820468060841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/12/purely-test.html' title='Purely a test'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-42329340101766238</id><published>2007-12-28T15:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T04:06:28.427+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Amigos at it again</title><summary type='text'>The 3 Amigos are going out tonight. Capt Obvious and Perv Boy (who are both not working at the moment, yet get less done than usual) have convinced me to go to the movies tonight.With the weather, the time of year - it really didn't take that much convincing.I'll never understand some of the female (and for that matter male) ideas in western society. I'm going to run close to a politically </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/42329340101766238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=42329340101766238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/42329340101766238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/42329340101766238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-amigos-at-it-again.html' title='3 Amigos at it again'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-8960915874820909497</id><published>2007-12-27T16:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T16:23:29.330+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog, blog, blog</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been a hell of a long time.I've been lazy.Lazy and perv'ing.Perv'ing lots.And lots.Sue me, it's something I do very, very well.I have a bit of a thought for 2008 before everyone gets "New Years Resolution" crazy (I hate those things!). I want to do some of the following:Gym more (lots more)eat better (and when I mean better, I mean more expensive too)play with LOTS more boobies - I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/8960915874820909497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=8960915874820909497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8960915874820909497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8960915874820909497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-blog-blog.html' title='Blog, blog, blog'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-2805582590991916360</id><published>2007-08-06T11:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T11:41:07.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>7,603,200 seconds</title><summary type='text'>7,603,200 seconds, that's how long it's been since I've sat myself down in front of this blog and done anything. I'm moderately horrified. Even my last blog got more attention than this one and that one was oh so horrible.So, let's see many a bit of a description is in order.Mr Subtle - me. A name that has been inspired by me giving up on any sort of subtility when it comes to the opposite sex. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/2805582590991916360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=2805582590991916360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2805582590991916360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2805582590991916360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/08/7603200-seconds.html' title='7,603,200 seconds'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5493725541375456599</id><published>2007-05-10T17:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T17:18:43.925+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get physical ... physical</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's winter but by christ I have to start doing something about all this excess ... energy, yeah energy ... that I'm storing up. Although eating huge high carb meals almost every night is NOT helping one little bit.I have 3 problems with exercising in winter (the "exercising in general" list is longer, I'll do that later)1 - It's winter, it's always damn cold!2 - walking doesn't do it, so I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5493725541375456599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5493725541375456599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5493725541375456599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5493725541375456599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/05/lets-get-physical-physical.html' title='Let&apos;s get physical ... physical'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5794399721849544558</id><published>2007-05-09T17:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T17:19:53.698+10:00</updated><title type='text'>can't think ...</title><summary type='text'>I guess I've hit what they call writer's block. Getting back into blogging can be rather difficult. I once read that writing is something like studying, in that you actually need a serious amount of time to train yourself to get into the right frame of mind ... the quote continued to say something like decades is a good timeframe to get into that right frame ;) no wonder we have very few people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5794399721849544558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5794399721849544558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5794399721849544558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5794399721849544558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/05/cant-think.html' title='can&apos;t think ...'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-9146638694054783157</id><published>2007-05-07T22:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:33:52.610+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussie! Aussie! Aussie! ... Oi! FUCK OFF!</title><summary type='text'>Yup, I do live in great Aussie-land (or as my US-of-A buddy used to say "Auzzie-land"). Aussie-land, The Great-Down-Under, etc, etc, etc. Great place to visit, great place to come from, especially a great place to leave.I'm getting sick and tired of the arse end of the world. Seriously how can a country in this day and age, with the number of people we have, be so backward?I jokingly told a mate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/9146638694054783157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=9146638694054783157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9146638694054783157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9146638694054783157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/05/aussie-aussie-aussie-oi-fuck-off.html' title='Aussie! Aussie! Aussie! ... Oi! FUCK OFF!'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-5947769082713631126</id><published>2007-05-04T17:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:24:13.493+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A post to be created later</title><summary type='text'>Just so I don't forget it and there's a bit of a link back, here is a subject for later:Anti-slut vs slut.Anti-bitch vs bitch.Yes I am being rather crude, but guess what ... I am sometimes. Everyone has just a touch of crudeness in them, just depends how they let it out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/5947769082713631126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=5947769082713631126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5947769082713631126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/5947769082713631126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-to-be-created-later.html' title='A post to be created later'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-4474796120516051038</id><published>2007-05-04T17:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:22:41.289+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I want ...</title><summary type='text'>I want a super power! Well, maybe not a "super" power, as that has all sorts of connotations of good vs evil and save the world, blah de blah de blah.I want a super power which goes something like this:See hot girl with very little clothing walking down the street.Engage super power.Hot girl stops, walks over and engages in conversation with me.Hot girl then hands over phone number.Engage second </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/4474796120516051038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=4474796120516051038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4474796120516051038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/4474796120516051038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-want.html' title='I want ...'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-9059838626291637860</id><published>2007-05-04T10:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T11:12:26.908+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Second of ... ah, you get the idea</title><summary type='text'>As I browse the other blogs I read occasionally, I notice a bit of a trend. People actually planning and "scripting" their blog entries.Now, don't get me wrong, planning can be a good thing. Especially when writing seriously (as a few of the blogs I read are, well try to be anyway). But really, for me, my blog is a dumping ground of anything and everything. May not make sense, may not get an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/9059838626291637860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=9059838626291637860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9059838626291637860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/9059838626291637860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/05/second-of-ah-you-get-idea.html' title='Second of ... ah, you get the idea'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-8641435227002515843</id><published>2007-05-02T17:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T17:14:46.892+10:00</updated><title type='text'>First of many</title><summary type='text'>First of many, it has to start somewhere - it'd better bloody continue too!So this is it, Mr Subtle's blog. A place for me to dump all my ideas, thoughts, ravings, curse words and everything else that I'm inclined to keep away from the light of day. Maybe even people will read this one day, but til then I'll be taking my little piece of the interweb and filling it full of ... stuff.So on to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/8641435227002515843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=8641435227002515843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8641435227002515843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/8641435227002515843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-of-many.html' title='First of many'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-2095373915914122293</id><published>2001-01-01T00:02:00.015+11:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:36:16.057+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise Stuff</title><summary type='text'>CardioTime/Lvl/DisCycleRowerCrosstrainerTreadmill06/08/200830/10/13.52/1/0.510/5/107/08/200830/10/13.62/1/0.510/5/108/08/200830/10/13.609/08/200835/10/14.92/2/0.510/5/110/08/200835/10/152/2/0.510/5/111/08/2008run instead of step35/10/152/2/0.510/5/112/08/200835/10/15.255/5/0.710/6/113/08/200810/6/114/08/200835/10/15.22/2/0.510/5/110/6/115/08/200810/5/110/6/116/08/200817/08/200835/10/15.554.5/2/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/2095373915914122293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=2095373915914122293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2095373915914122293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/2095373915914122293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2001/01/exercise-stuff.html' title='Exercise Stuff'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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-6755487873379760290.post-3243846910150879898</id><published>2001-01-01T00:01:00.030+11:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:28:34.981+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Stuff</title><summary type='text'>DateBreakfastMorning SnackLunchAfternoon SnackPost Gym SnackDinner06/08/20082x 7 grain toast-1x banana-1x kiwi fruit-1/2 cup couscous-95g Greenseas Tuna (lemon pepper)-125g Edgell Red Kidney Beans-125g Edgell Corn Kernels-1 litre water-1x banana-1x apple-2x pickled onion-1/2 litre water-steak-1 cup peas + corn-1/3 cup couscous-1/2 litre water07/08/20082x 7 grain toast-1x banana-1/2 cup couscous-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/feeds/3243846910150879898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6755487873379760290&amp;postID=3243846910150879898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/3243846910150879898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6755487873379760290/posts/default/3243846910150879898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-subtle-au.blogspot.com/2001/01/food-stuff.html' title='Food Stuff'/><author><name>Mr Subtle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473211333148248503</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></feed>
