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    <description>The Art Of Adventure</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 02:55:02 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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      <title>My Only Friend, The End</title>
      <link>http://ibelieveingod.blogdrive.com/archive/25.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 10:51:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>This will be my final blog entry. I've decided to end my blog. I can't guarantee that I won't pick this blog up again but for now it is finished. Erryn I don't know if you still read my blog but I don't won't you to read this final entry as I feel it may upset you. I'm sorry but my final entry isn't funny or anything like that. It is a an emotional entry, and if you don't like this kind of thing, then you'll probably find it sappy and lame. It's about the death of my dog, Jonty. She died today. 



She ran in the loungeroom and lay on her little cushion . The sickness well and truely had... (more)</description>
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      <title>pARTy ATTACK!</title>
      <link>http://ibelieveingod.blogdrive.com/archive/23.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2005 10:43:36 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>One day when Sam's brother Dan was driving Sam and I somewhere(Can't remember where) we arrived at our destination and before I exited the car Dan turned around to me and said &quot;Hey Louis I'm having a party in two weeks if you want to come&quot;. Now I was in year ten at this time and had never in my life been to a decent party. &quot;Alright&quot; I replied as I hopped out of the car. The party was Dan's 19th or something I think, and it would be at Sam's house. 



Sam also invited a few other people including Daniel, Dubs and Ferney aswell as some other people I didnt know. He told me to invite chicks,... (more)</description>
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      <title>The Dog That Almost Stole Christmas</title>
      <link>http://ibelieveingod.blogdrive.com/archive/21.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2005 06:37:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Most people know of my infamous dog, Jonty. It's a little wussy Jack Russell Terrier that is scared of most people but adores me. I got my dog when I was eight and still have it as you may have guessed. Poor old dog has Leukaemia and hasnt got long to live. Which makes me sad, at the moment her eyes weep her stomach is swollen and she has an incrediable appetite. Anyway lets steer away from that subject.


 Now to suggest I have a complex relationship with my dog is an understatement. Most people patronize their pets like crazy. So do I to a degree, but I treat my dog like a person  more... (more)</description>
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      <title>Kill Thy Neighbour</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2005 04:04:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>This story is about my neighbour. As you would probably know considering you voted for it. Several people have heard me talk about ,y neighbour and the fact he's not quite right. Well here is the full story. 



I've lived in my current house for about 14 years now. We have neighbours across the road, they're called the Roxberries or Rossberries... something like that. These people are rich assholes who think they are too good to say hello to commoners like my family. There has been several times when my parents have seen them in their front garden and said hello. The bastards do not reply.... (more)</description>
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      <title>In The Shadow Of A Mushroom Cloud</title>
      <link>http://ibelieveingod.blogdrive.com/archive/17.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2005 10:03:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Ok here's the entry that I've been most reluctant to do. Alright I admit there are several stories that I'm slightly reluctant to do, still this one is the worst. Now this is divided into two parts, the bad part and the good part followed by more bad part.....hmmm. Now the first part I'm gonna be talking about 'feelings' which is something I dont like doing and I'm simply doing it because I am whore for this blog. I'm probably going to feel like a tool for posting this story. Anyway if you're a guy you might want to skip some of the parts near the start even if it is vague. But these parts... (more)</description>
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      <title>Doctorb</title>
      <link>http://ibelieveingod.blogdrive.com/archive/15.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 06:29:07 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Now I lie alot. I'm usually pretty good at it and I usually get away with it. I usually only tell little white lies. Lying is a beautiful thing when done correctly.Unfortunately there are situations when you shouldn't lie. I learnt this one day when I went to my local GP. This is the story of how a little lie can snowball on you.



It was February of this year. My toe had been hurting like a bitch for a few months now. I had been trying to ignore it for as long as I could but now it was really starting to annoy me. I couldn't kick my footy any more without horrible pain and a sock full of... (more)</description>
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      <title>Paintball!Hoah!GoodGodY'all!</title>
      <link>http://ibelieveingod.blogdrive.com/archive/13.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 13:28:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Edit: Minor edit. Turns out Tom was on my team! Sorry about the inconvienience, only a minor mistake which has now been rectified.

This Story is long and so I have broken it into two parts, if you dont like reading long entries, then a good option is to read part 1 one night and then part 2 the next night.



PART 1

Ahhhh the art of paintball. For centuries MEN have shot paintballs at each other for some reason... and as a man, I have done the same for some reason. In my short life I have been paintballing twice and both times I learned alot. Usually the first thing you learn about... (more)</description>
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      <title>The Caravan Fables</title>
      <link>http://ibelieveingod.blogdrive.com/archive/11.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2005 03:49:00 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Let me start off by telling the readers this entry is not about Middleton nor is it about schoolies. This story is about the Beachwood Caravan Park. Now muchos of you would've noticed I have a stupid caravan infront of my house. This has for years embarrassed me. Owning a caravan makes us look poor. Anyway back until a few years ago I used to have to join my parents on a annual trip to this shitty caravan park located next to Maslin Beach(a nudist beach). Despite the fact these trips sucked, strange things happened everytime we went.



Let me start with the end of year seven. Year seven... (more)</description>
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      <title>Once-Upon-A-Pants!</title>
      <link>http://ibelieveingod.blogdrive.com/archive/9.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2005 09:25:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Ah the story of my pantless adventures, good ol' fasion fun those days were. A legend it became! But many have not heard the tales of how against the odds I stuck it out, shoved it right up to the man, slapped it in the face of authority, where others pants stood firm mine fell and so on. It began two years ago with the end of a school day. I was walking home with James, Rhys and Dodds when James said &quot;Hey do you guys want to come over to my house and watch the Jackass Movie?&quot;. So we went to his house and watched the movie on his computer. It was thoroughly entertaining and by the end of it... (more)</description>
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      <title>Exitbin</title>
      <link>http://ibelieveingod.blogdrive.com/archive/6.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 11:09:52 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>This story began with Sam's idea to steal an exit sign and ultimately ended in the bin. Let me begin. I believe it was a friday night and we (Sam,Daniel,James,Dodds,and I) were bored. Sam had for some time known that there was a hanging exit sign on a walkway outside a classroom at Scotch College. Sam suggested that we take it. We agreed. Later that night when most people were asleep in their beds we decided to pounce. We drove to Scotch, I ran into about gazillion spider webs as we snuck onto the big oval, we crept across the large grassy oval making sure to use the shadows to our advantage.... (more)</description>
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