<?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-5846047</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:48:19.925+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Frewrious Spew</title><subtitle type='html'>And other crap...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-817045478093957724</id><published>2009-03-12T16:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:55:54.008+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brothels to spell out illegal slaveryBought and sold</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/817045478093957724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/817045478093957724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/brothels-to-spell-out-illegal-slavery.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-8966662986414546809</id><published>2009-03-11T14:19:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:21:43.319+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just book-marking for later comment.Does it matter where babies come from? - YesWrath over Rudd aid for abortionSex-charge player suspended, Manly fined</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/8966662986414546809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/8966662986414546809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-book-marking-for-later-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-2495765094970470580</id><published>2007-08-07T18:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:10:08.645+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This makes me spew a little in my mouth.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/2495765094970470580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/2495765094970470580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-makes-me-spew-little-in-my-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116548775899528813</id><published>2006-12-07T21:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T21:35:59.006+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so over-tired. I have been reduced to tears twice in the last couple of hours. The first time after reading this.But the second was after watching Inspector Rex save a small child's stuffed lion.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116548775899528813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116548775899528813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-so-over-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116503750270081595</id><published>2006-12-02T16:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T16:31:42.726+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIS IS THIS DRESS, AIDER.    Aider, why aider why whow, whow stop touch, aider whow, aider stop the muncher, muncher munchers.A jack in kill her, a jack in, makes a meadowed king, makes to let. Tender Buttons - Gertrude Stein   So, a poll:Do we think this poem is about sex, or violence?(or both).   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116503750270081595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116503750270081595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-this-dress-aider.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116455583771295701</id><published>2006-11-27T02:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T02:43:57.726+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And hnup lesbian      On my holiday I learned that lesbian desire is a hoot. (no pun intended.)     The end.     By Amy Frew!#?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116455583771295701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116455583771295701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-hnup-lesbian-on-my-holiday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116369036908231214</id><published>2006-11-17T02:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:19:29.096+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is apparently what I look like.There are no words.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116369036908231214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116369036908231214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-apparently-what-i-look-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116266198862707802</id><published>2006-11-05T04:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T04:39:48.673+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new fish. (let's hope he lasts longer than the old one.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116266198862707802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116266198862707802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-new-fish.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116235680314404710</id><published>2006-11-01T15:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:59:08.430+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jamie Pandaram is at it again. In his latest venture into investigative journalism: Toilet nappy change man known: police, Jamie seems shocked and appalled that men might be parents too!To be fair, this also seems to be the attitude of the women who he spoke to. Now this 'nappy change man' is probably not acting upon altruistic urges when he offers to change babies nappies but the tone of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116235680314404710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116235680314404710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/11/jamie-pandaram-is-at-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116235069537643799</id><published>2006-11-01T14:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:20:20.966+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sigh* I think I am in the throes of a new crush...The Dresden Dolls - Girl Anachronism</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116235069537643799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116235069537643799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/11/sigh-i-think-i-am-in-throes-of-new_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116219229155936632</id><published>2006-10-30T17:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:11:31.573+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gay sex forces store to close toilets.Aside from getting into the politics surrounding beats, the fact that this story conflates homosexuals and pedophiles is more than worrying. The article attempts to incite some sort of homosexual panic where it "exposes" a website where men organise to meet for "rampant homosexual activity." This thrilling revelation has apparently been prompted by the "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116219229155936632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116219229155936632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/gay-sex-forces-store-to-close-toilets.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116110068216020830</id><published>2006-10-18T01:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:58:02.183+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me.' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116110068216020830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116110068216020830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-cat-who-walks-by-himself-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116037315182909185</id><published>2006-10-09T15:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T15:52:31.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wish this was fucking the case. Or even this.- That reminds me, I must remember to send in my electoral enrolment form...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116037315182909185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116037315182909185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wish-this-was-fucking-case.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116037202303774306</id><published>2006-10-09T15:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T15:54:07.636+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Daily Show - 2006.10.05 - David RakoffThis is rather a cheap shot, but I know how much you all like The Daily Show. And the more times the word vagina is mentioned on this blog the better of course. (hattip)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116037202303774306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116037202303774306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/daily-show-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-116003185815855945</id><published>2006-10-05T17:04:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T17:04:18.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Dildo Diaries, editfinally?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116003185815855945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/116003185815855945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/dildo-diaries-edit-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115988744813916689</id><published>2006-10-04T00:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:01:58.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coupla things... Coupla things...George Clooney puts foot in mouth, takes foot out of mouth, kicks self in testicles."I will tell you right now - (Cate Blanchett) will win the Oscar," he says of his co-star in the upcoming drama The Good German. "She's the best actor working today. Not actress, she's an actor. Intimidating, in a way, to work with an actor that good.""And he thinks Clive Owen is "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115988744813916689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115988744813916689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/coupla-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115860233815100998</id><published>2006-09-19T03:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:21:31.573+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"They were regular in being gay, they learned little things that are things in being gay, they learned many little things that are things in being gay, they were gay every day, they were regular, they were gay, they were gay the same length of time every day, they were gay, they were quite regularly gay."- 'Miss Furr and Miss Skeene' - Gertrude Stein (1911)How cool is this!Maybe I can just hand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115860233815100998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115860233815100998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/they-were-regular-in-being-gay-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115837582302201250</id><published>2006-09-16T12:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:03:43.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn!The new Scissor Sisters album is listenable on MySpace, but not from where I am. (Hat tip to Troubled Diva).While we're on the topic, I very much enjoyed Mike's post "Happy happy happy stream of consciousness brain splurge." Especially # 71. "Being a pair of right snarky little madams, knowing that no-one is listening."This is a pleasure I also enjoy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115837582302201250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115837582302201250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/damn-new-scissor-sisters-album-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115825022840217309</id><published>2006-09-15T02:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T02:12:12.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now The Age just can't help themselves...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115825022840217309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115825022840217309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/now-age-just-cant-help-themselves.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115821383097614919</id><published>2006-09-14T15:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:06:07.090+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seven news and current affairs chief Peter Meakin clears up any misapprehensions about the standards of Today Tonight reporting;"We don't decide what stories to do on the basis of journalistic credibility."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115821383097614919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115821383097614919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/seven-news-and-current-affairs-chief.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115816066954671066</id><published>2006-09-14T01:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T01:17:50.490+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't resist anything that makes a reference to the Latte Left...Vanstone tries to deflect criticism of Howard's racism by delivering a smackdown full of hyperbole. I'm not sure whether I prefer;"The leader of a nation brings out the best in its people. A leader who brings out the worst in people is fit only to lead a lynch mob."or;"Contrary to the strongly held beliefs of the latte left, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115816066954671066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115816066954671066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-cant-resist-anything-that-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115799322300887170</id><published>2006-09-12T02:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T02:47:03.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.My night of hard study is rapidly coming unstuck. I have consumed the usual energy drinks and high doses of complex sugars, but no words have appeared upon the screen. Well, words have appeared on the screen, but I have had no part in producing them. I have been reduced to reading the notorious Sam and the City, which now has the added element of an unsurprisingly appalling video</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115799322300887170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115799322300887170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115776770033539924</id><published>2006-09-09T12:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:14:15.933+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CondomsZazooBest condom ad eva! (via)See Guy, this is what childers are like.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115776770033539924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115776770033539924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/condomszazoo-best-condom-ad-eva-via.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115763006013781877</id><published>2006-09-07T21:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:54:20.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I do not want to write my thesis. All I have done today is piss around with some lines of Swinburne in my head;O swallow, sister, O rapid swallowand;The voice of the child's blood crying yetWho hath remembered me? who hath forgotten?Thou hast forgotten, O summer swallow,But the world will end when I forget.All of which makes me rather like Hermione. (Albeit without her haunting good looks, '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115763006013781877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115763006013781877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-do-not-want-to-write-my-thesis.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115729775018298279</id><published>2006-09-04T01:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T01:51:33.160+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We All Live on a Blue and Green PlutonThis is someone whom I love. He is not in my life much anymore. I miss him.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115729775018298279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115729775018298279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-all-live-on-blue-and-green-pluton.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115717398236108160</id><published>2006-09-02T14:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T15:13:02.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Random bar anecdote #283:I was in Spleen last night, and as I was washing my hands in the bathroom a girl walked in. She looked at me, stopped, then looked at the sign on the door (a woman) and then looked back at me again.Now I am not masculine looking, I wouldn't even flatter myself with androgynous. I have short hair, which is about the only non gender-conforming aspect of my appearance. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115717398236108160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115717398236108160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-bar-anecdote-283-i-was-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115716731485378693</id><published>2006-09-02T12:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T14:50:15.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How cool is this? Women in Bangalore are taking steps against verbal and physical harassment in public by taking photos of the perpetrators. Jasmeen Patheja started the blog Blank Noise where she posted photos of pictures of men who hassled her. She originally dealt with the unwanted attention by yelling at the men, but "It was only when I took out my camera and photographed them that the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115716731485378693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115716731485378693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-cool-is-this-women-in-bangalore.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115703356508672875</id><published>2006-09-01T00:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:12:45.116+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I have officially crossed the line into the territory of crazed. I can't stop touching people. I will be slapped soon.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115703356508672875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115703356508672875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-i-have-officially-crossed-line.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115677596977807154</id><published>2006-08-28T23:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:39:29.850+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have just cleaned my room and it is Beautiful. Actually I have mainly herded things into corners and piles, and a couple of things into the cupboard. Along the way I turned up a number of interesting items.-A Shopping list for out housewarming party:VodkaTrashcan ?FruitVodka (you can see I was keen not to forget the vodka)-3 Oranges. Still perfectly fine, thankyou.-A page torn out of bnews with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115677596977807154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115677596977807154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-just-cleaned-my-room-and-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115647204539827625</id><published>2006-08-25T12:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T12:14:05.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STOP PRESS! Schappers refuses Australia/Indonesia prisoner exchange program because "she would be uncomfortable among the "dykes" in an Australian female prison."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115647204539827625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115647204539827625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/stop-press-schappers-refuses_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115640448490333282</id><published>2006-08-24T17:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T17:28:04.920+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New lows in time frittering and general apathy;It will cost me around eighty bucks to order 9 DVDs (60 episodes) of this high quality Sat1 production with which I was obsessed last year.How much it will cost me in terms of overall quality of life is yet to be determined.Hmm...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115640448490333282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115640448490333282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-lows-in-time-frittering-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115625609676050086</id><published>2006-08-23T00:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:14:56.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'To see a world in a grain of sandAnd heaven in a wild flowerHold infinity in the palm of your handAnd eternity in an hour'-William Blake "Auguries of Innocence "Just got home from a very boozy seminar on Romanticism and Modernity.  It would seem Kant's ideas on Reason and the Sublime are not further elucidated by red wine.Who would have thought?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115625609676050086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115625609676050086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-see-world-in-grain-of-sand-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115606053609126534</id><published>2006-08-20T17:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T17:57:45.653+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cycle Sluts from Hell - I Wish You Were A BeerYouTube has everything.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115606053609126534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115606053609126534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/cycle-sluts-from-hell-i-wish-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115589279612860240</id><published>2006-08-18T19:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T01:23:31.066+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have reached the end of the internet.Although this has proved diverting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115589279612860240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115589279612860240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-reached-end-of-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115573855923640886</id><published>2006-08-17T00:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T00:39:03.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love it when other readers are so excited or incensed by something they read in a book they feel to the need to annotate it in pen. There was a gold comment in Wittig's The Straight Mind which I will have to dig out, but for the moment:This was found in Moi's Sexual/Textual Politics, sorry about the blurry, me and technology don't often see eye to eye.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115573855923640886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115573855923640886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-it-when-other-readers-are-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115573226285673377</id><published>2006-08-16T22:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T00:18:02.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since when have women's breasts been known by the mainstream media as 'party pieces'?Oh, since now;Prince pinches Pinkham's party piecesAnd in the Sydney Morning Herald, words fail me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115573226285673377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115573226285673377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/since-when-have-womens-breasts-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115566394727166320</id><published>2006-08-16T03:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T03:45:47.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, well if the body refuses to sleep, it can see how it likes it tomorrow morning when I have to be up at 9am.Things I want (in no particular order):-To lie in bed and listen to rain on the roof.-My Noopey.-To snuggle.-To somehow find a way to physically assault my thesis.-To physically assault my thesis.-Develop some sort of condition that allows me to read, but otherwise I am comatose and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115566394727166320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115566394727166320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-well-if-body-refuses-to-sleep-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115554054182014136</id><published>2006-08-14T17:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:29:01.833+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling unaccountably lousy today. I refuse to accept that now that I am officially old I get two day hangovers. I think it is actually a kind of muted hysteria which has kept me in bed for most of the day, the unacknowledged stress is manifesting itself in a vague nausea. If I could actually get enough words done to hand something to my supervisor I would be able to put it out of my mind </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115554054182014136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115554054182014136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-feeling-unaccountably-lousy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115552631846652329</id><published>2006-08-14T13:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T13:36:08.686+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PM dumps asylum lawsFucking Yeah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115552631846652329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115552631846652329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/pm-dumps-asylum-laws-fucking-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115520672793034813</id><published>2006-08-10T20:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:45:28.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got an email from the ASRC today, and wasn't sure how to do anything about it, apart from the obvious and call the numbers. Anyway, I have posted it in here so maybe someone else can be inspired to do something too.Dear ASRC volunteers,     The Designated Unauthorised arrivals bill passed the House of Reps about an hourago. So it is one giant step closer to becoming law.  BUT!!! The Bill </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115520672793034813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115520672793034813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-got-email-from-asrc-today-and-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115505180302963689</id><published>2006-08-09T01:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:43:23.046+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beer is not my friend</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115505180302963689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115505180302963689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/beer-is-not-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115493059106851555</id><published>2006-08-07T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T16:06:51.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check out new Wo! Magazine here. I have only skimmed parts of it myself but apparently "It is a feminist project intent on creating and providing something interesting that isn't focussed on commercial mass culture and giving women hang ups about their bodies and sexuality." While Wo! seem to be at great pains to redefine the 'hairy bra-burner' myth of feminism, I hope they won't bow under </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115493059106851555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115493059106851555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/check-out-new-wo-magazine-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115487561642938389</id><published>2006-08-07T00:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:42:17.336+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things I learnt from ŽIŽEK!- There are lots of theory nerds in Melbourne (although my ex seemed have missed the memo).- I like to skim a block of text before reading it properly.- The difference between the way applause is received by fascist and Stalinist orators.- How to write my thesis!**Sort of, haven't actually managed to start as yet.ps. Come back Big Brother, all is forgiven. YouTube is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115487561642938389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115487561642938389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-i-learnt-from-iek-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115457785634633768</id><published>2006-08-03T14:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T14:08:54.570+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm...Currently fostering a nascent crush by listening to this;HeartbeatsWhat other self destructive habits can I indulge in?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115457785634633768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115457785634633768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115451393318527183</id><published>2006-08-02T19:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:21:38.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Husband cut off rival's penis"Bullshit. This is not the story.The reporting of this article really gives me the shits. Reading on you discover what actually happened was a man broke into the house where his estranged wife and her new partner where living. He then attacked the couple while they were sleeping, stabbing the new partner to death and cutting off his penis. He also stabbed his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115451393318527183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115451393318527183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/husband-cut-off-rivals-penis-bullshit.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115432623817881532</id><published>2006-07-31T15:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T16:10:38.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahhh, post-drinking remorse. The worst thing is I black out after a couple of drinks and so I have no idea if actual remorse is necessary, it just seems to be default mode now.In other news; it is never a good idea to go to The Peel at five in the morning, although this did result in my having to be in bed all day and my housemates doing most of the cleaning.I just want my thesis to go away.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115432623817881532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115432623817881532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/ahhh-post-drinking-remorse.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115039216689253205</id><published>2006-06-16T03:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T03:22:46.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ha! There is a blowjobs discussion going on over at Twistyville, and this comment by SaltyC made me laugh out loud:"I never liked getting oral sex either. I can’t stand the idea of all his nasty mouth germs invading my precious tooter."Nice.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115039216689253205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115039216689253205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/ha-there-is-blowjobs-discussion-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115029622008403305</id><published>2006-06-15T00:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:43:40.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Go. For more info go here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115029622008403305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115029622008403305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/go.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115027150517003933</id><published>2006-06-14T17:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:51:45.213+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nerd alert! Check out the video my housemate took on his new phone of Fed Square after Australia's first goal. At the end there is a lovely closeup of my other housemate's face. Crazy flare wielding freaks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115027150517003933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115027150517003933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/nerd-alert-check-out-video-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115021216592450854</id><published>2006-06-14T01:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T01:22:45.936+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why am I so cold? I think my trackies are the culprit. I will have to buy a pair of warm winter pants to wear around the house.Meanwhile today I was at my volunteering thing where I work with social workers and case workers and the like. And I was talking to one of them when all of a sudden she told me I had pen on my face. I was all set to head towards a mirror and remove the offending stain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115021216592450854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115021216592450854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-am-i-so-cold-i-think-my-trackies.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115011808535930756</id><published>2006-06-12T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:14:45.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much essay angst and procrastination online. I just had a brain flash a second ago when I realised that unless I actually do the essay it won't go away. I was merrily planning all the stuff I would do when I finished when I realised I had to start to finish, and that waiting til the due date didn't mean the essay was going to write itself. Verdammt.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115011808535930756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115011808535930756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-much-essay-angst-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-115000230924796171</id><published>2006-06-11T15:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T15:05:09.260+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spent last night's falling asleep musings considering the likelihood of a plane dropping out of the sky directly on our house and killing me instantly, a la Donnie Darko. Decided this was rather a drastic measure to avoid essay. Do you think if I broke both arms that would be enough to get a considerable extension?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115000230924796171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/115000230924796171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/spent-last-nights-falling-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114995593708449432</id><published>2006-06-11T01:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T02:12:17.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh for spews sake!That is all...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114995593708449432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114995593708449432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-for-spews-sake-that-is-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114967079375485919</id><published>2006-06-07T18:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T18:59:53.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The world is a scary place. I just finished watching 'Abstinence comes to Albuquerque' (here) while in our very own backyard government funded anti-choice ideologues are trying to deceive women by posing as impartial abortion counsellors. Get Up is running a petition to alert federal senators to this problem and also has information about how to submit to the senate inquiry.At least this problem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114967079375485919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114967079375485919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-is-scary-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114939790167942432</id><published>2006-06-04T15:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T15:11:41.690+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone must vote Dino out NOW!!! If I have to see his disgusting smirking sexist homophobic face for one more second I will injure someone.19938428: DINO!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114939790167942432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114939790167942432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/everyone-must-vote-dino-out-now-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114934502513404705</id><published>2006-06-04T00:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T00:30:25.146+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just deleted all the games off my computer.I seem to be typing and typing and every time I do a wordcount there seem to be less. I will be on 800 words forever.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114934502513404705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114934502513404705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-deleted-all-games-off-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114908032668774939</id><published>2006-05-31T22:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:58:46.713+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ultimate procrastination technique.... Buy a new pet!!!For those of you don't who know I have a cat, well I had a cat, 'til I went away and gave it to my sister. Now she won't give it back and has been heard to say; "It's not your cat, it loves me best now."Poor Noopey.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114908032668774939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114908032668774939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/ultimate-procrastination-technique.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114906292905930027</id><published>2006-05-31T18:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T23:28:56.883+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And so it has come to this.See also: Guy for procrastination blogging. Two 5000 word essays in two weeks has meant the reading the official BB06 website has not been sufficient distraction. Spider solitaire has also put in a bid valiantly for my time, but as always it comes back to blogger.Damn Nancy Armstrong!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114906292905930027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114906292905930027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-so-it-has-come-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114416339118143424</id><published>2006-04-05T01:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:09:51.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe I'm a bit slow on the uptake, but one of my favorite bloggers is back.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114416339118143424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114416339118143424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/04/maybe-im-bit-slow-on-uptake-but-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114404642765945033</id><published>2006-04-03T16:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T16:40:27.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Luckily I have neglected this blog for so long that noone reads it anymore (except maybe Guy).  Anyway, the magical new computer has not resulted in magical new ideas for the shitty thesis. I am really considering dropping out, but then what else would I do?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114404642765945033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114404642765945033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/04/luckily-i-have-neglected-this-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114368571520350945</id><published>2006-03-30T13:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T13:28:35.216+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw an ad on late night tv last night promoting children holding adults hands when they cross the road. The ad shows a little kids hand letting their 'fingers do the walking', but the fingers wait until an adult hand comes along and they link thumbs before the fingers cross the road together. Happily the hand that comes along is a the left hand of a woman, and she is wearing a wedding ring. What </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114368571520350945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114368571520350945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/03/saw-ad-on-late-night-tv-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114164842349607457</id><published>2006-03-06T23:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T23:33:49.043+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ha! Just spotted this gold from a Sushi Das article on The Age online from last year;"Of course, there is the odd newspaper article written by men who are genuinely concerned or the occasional rant by male tabloid commentators whose right-wing views are bolted on for life, but overall there's a dearth of interest from men on "feminist issues"."Genius!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114164842349607457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114164842349607457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/03/ha-just-spotted-this-gold-from-sushi.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-114122793642818321</id><published>2006-03-02T02:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T02:45:36.446+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meanwhile, don't eat at Dominos apparently. This nearly occured the other day where I was trapped at a friends house in an apparent pizza delivery black hole. Luckily through some slight alteration of the address details we were able to secure 2 vegetarians, a slice of which I managed to spew up later. (via)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114122793642818321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/114122793642818321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/03/meanwhile-dont-eat-at-dominos.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-113946626599231717</id><published>2006-02-09T17:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:24:26.003+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank Christ!Although it seems there will be a lot more competition in the lower house to get it through. Senator Andrew Bartlett has noted that of all the emails he has received the "ratio of those against compared to those in favour would be close to 100-1". This is scary and shows the ability that so called 'pro-life' groups have to mobilise and support their causes is much better than those </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/113946626599231717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/113946626599231717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/02/thank-christ-although-it-seems-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-113874345180437901</id><published>2006-02-01T08:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T08:54:37.496+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This really gives me the shits, young girls aren't allowed to be given vaccinations which could prevent up 70% of cervical cancer cases? Barnaby Joyce has interpreted the potential availability of the drug as something that gives a "12-year-old daughter a license to be promiscuous".What the fuck?As far as I know one of the bag of government supported vaccinations given to girls during high school</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/113874345180437901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/113874345180437901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-really-gives-me-shits-young-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112527367428790023</id><published>2005-08-29T09:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:28:47.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'Don't you understandI already have a planI'm waiting for my real life to begin'Well I hate to think I have would take to heart lyrics from Scrubs but these rang true. It always feels like everything will be better, as soon x gets done. Of course there is always another x, so it is never truly better. I always seem to defer happiness, can't seem to live in the moment. Which is lucky, I feel the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112527367428790023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112527367428790023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/dont-you-understand-i-already-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112439815334363975</id><published>2005-08-19T06:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T06:49:13.346+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh. My. God.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112439815334363975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112439815334363975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112439251291558695</id><published>2005-08-19T05:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T05:15:12.923+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fear key to MP's plan on custody </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112439251291558695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112439251291558695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/fear-key-to-mps-plan-on-custody.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112418767290641737</id><published>2005-08-16T20:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T20:25:02.890+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WTF is with the Young Liberals at the moment? (Well when I say at the moment I mean generally, but still).First they try to take away affirmative action at branch level and then they trash the Women's Room at uni, weird.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112418767290641737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112418767290641737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/wtf-is-with-young-liberals-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112410745312022801</id><published>2005-08-15T22:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:04:13.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Call for mass rescue of trafficked women in Australia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112410745312022801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112410745312022801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/call-for-mass-rescue-of-trafficked.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112351846469226795</id><published>2005-08-09T02:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T02:27:44.696+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay(ish).Maybe VSU is dying....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112351846469226795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112351846469226795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/yayish.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112345667758692164</id><published>2005-08-08T09:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T09:27:13.633+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"We've pretty much come to the end of a time when you can have a space that is 'yours only' - just for the people you want to be there...There is no hiding place. There is nowhere you can go and only be with people who are like you. It's over. Give it up" - Bernice ReagonMore on coalition politics here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112345667758692164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112345667758692164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/weve-pretty-much-come-to-end-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112324068991867503</id><published>2005-08-05T21:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T21:18:09.923+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New laws in Australia to help child brides. (via)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112324068991867503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112324068991867503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-laws-in-australia-to-help-child.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112310595339450346</id><published>2005-08-04T07:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T20:31:29.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah. And make sure you all go to Queer Day or whatever it is being called in Australia. It is 3 days after my birthday (hint hint) on the 13th of August. Details here. Whatever I personally think about marriage, and I'm not sure why anyone would want to partake in the repressive heterosexual practice, if this is what it take for LGBTI relationships to be recognised then go for your lives.**</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112310595339450346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112310595339450346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-112310463247590122</id><published>2005-08-04T07:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T07:30:32.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I'm back sort of. Since I have been away, both from Australia and this blog, I have really wanted to become involved in some sort of feminist discussion (or at least keep abreast of, and observe). What I am really interested in is finding some Australian blogs similar to those American feminist blogs in my sidebar. Unfortunately my google skills are not what they should be but none-the-less.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112310463247590122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/112310463247590122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-im-back-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-111308814971288781</id><published>2005-04-10T09:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T09:28:22.643+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring in Berlin I am living in Berlin at the moment, if you want to check out what I have been up to (if anything) go here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/111308814971288781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/111308814971288781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-in-berlin-i-am-living-in-berlin.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-110101461074348420</id><published>2004-11-21T15:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T16:23:30.743+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feel need to respond to an opinion piece in Friday's Age by Joanna Murray-Smith. Entitled "Feminism's Booby Trap" it brings into the picture yet again the ongoing debate about mothers who work, and the effect it has on their children. Murray-Smith argues that mothers who work are detrimental to their children's wellbeing, if for the simple reason that they can spend less time with them. She is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/110101461074348420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/110101461074348420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/11/feel-need-to-respond-to-opinion-piece.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-110101108685499894</id><published>2004-11-21T15:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T15:29:16.706+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ha! Christians blaming others for fostering intolerance!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/110101108685499894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/110101108685499894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/11/ha-christians-blaming-others-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-110101081790496817</id><published>2004-11-21T15:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T15:21:00.813+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's happened again, you turn your back for a few moments and all of a sudden you find you haven't written anything for over a month.This last semester was the dire-est yet (can't believe direst isn't a word, but OED can't be wrong) so it is good to be able to finally put it to rest, safe in the knowledge that I couldn't have done well in my exams anyway, so no pressure there. I managed to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/110101081790496817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/110101081790496817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-happened-again-you-turn-your-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109773520413522905</id><published>2004-10-14T16:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T16:26:44.136+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WTF is this all about? I'm sick of all this talk about male role models etc. There are a number of problems with the shortage of male teachers in schools, first of all it exposes the poor wages and conditions in the classroom, which women are more likely to accept being used to these problems in all professions. Also because women have traditionally been assigned child rearing roles we look upon </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109773520413522905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109773520413522905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/wtf-is-this-all-about-im-sick-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109763872376925508</id><published>2004-10-13T13:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T13:38:43.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hurrah! No more anarchism! Is printing as we speak.Now just have to do German homework and am free...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109763872376925508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109763872376925508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/hurrah-no-more-anarchism-is-printing.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109742292256249537</id><published>2004-10-11T01:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T01:42:02.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah, and what's with all the racist ads on TV? The yoplait (sp?) ones were pretty shocking and then tonight I notice a new one for Carefree silk or something. Anyway the basic premise of the ad is these two nice looking Anglo girls are sitting in a boat somewhere in SE Asia, they are surrounded by nasty dirty looking unwashed masses types, at some point a chicken even walks between them! Then</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109742292256249537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109742292256249537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-yeah-and-whats-with-all-racist-ads.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109742244937404324</id><published>2004-10-11T01:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T01:34:09.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Noooo! Just been checking out The Age and it seems Family First have won the sixth senate seat in Victoria. I really don't get how the senate system works and to me it looks totally undemocratic that the Greens have 8% of the vote and FF 1.9% and yet they get the seat. Fucking preferences! Fucking Labor trying to save their own arses and screwing us all over.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109742244937404324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109742244937404324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/noooo-just-been-checking-out-age-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109742220139282784</id><published>2004-10-11T01:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T01:30:01.393+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm...seems I've been piped at the post with Idol analysis, but if could just repeat myself Marty is a talentless hack, and I really don't get why he is still there. He can barely sing, he's not at all attractive and he is v.clearly a total wanker. And then the judges lap him up! As Guy said, this is going as bad as the election. I really want Casey to stay, I even voted. Not sure who will go, I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109742220139282784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109742220139282784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109733610137078426</id><published>2004-10-10T01:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T14:50:51.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The ManOf virtuous soul commands not nor obeys.Power like a desolating pestilencePollutes whate'er it touches: and obedience,Bane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth,Makes slaves of men, and of the human frameA mechanised automaton.-Shelley</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109733610137078426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109733610137078426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/man-of-virtuous-soul-commands-not-nor.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109733592222148247</id><published>2004-10-10T01:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T01:37:15.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'And yet in our world, everybody thinks of changing humanity, and nobody thinks of changing himself.'-Tolstoy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109733592222148247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109733592222148247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/and-yet-in-our-world-everybody-thinks.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109733581617227523</id><published>2004-10-10T01:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T01:30:16.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess it's our fault for being apathetic and I think Bob Brown sums it up:"I am very sad, because to me Australia is a kind hearted country, but that's not the way the vote's gone tonight," Senator Brown said."It's gone for this cold-hearted Howard government and they may well have control of the Senate by next July."But the people who have voted for that want that outcome. They want people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109733581617227523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109733581617227523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-guess-its-our-fault-for-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109732496486677935</id><published>2004-10-09T22:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T22:29:24.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, yeah, and did anyone else notice the word 'bitten' (as in "What parts of your campaign do you think have really bitten in the last few weeks?") was word of the night, especially on the ABC. Is this common poli-speak? Am I out of the loop?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109732496486677935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109732496486677935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-yeah-and-did-anyone-else-notice.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109732477735910102</id><published>2004-10-09T21:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T22:26:17.360+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fucking Fuck! I thought Elanor's enthusiasm was a bit misplaced but a 3% swing towards the Liberals?!? I can't even watch anymore. Other scary things noted include; The Liberals have the balance of power in the senate, How? Why? Also, the rise of Christians, as Christian, in politics. And where the hell did Family First come from? Well I know it came from Assemblies of God, but apart from that, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109732477735910102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109732477735910102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/fucking-fuck-i-thought-elanors.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109730011652642176</id><published>2004-10-09T15:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T15:35:16.526+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just voted. Went to Fitzroy Primary and there was a queue from hell, although the handerouter people weren't as pushy this year. I just took the Greens form and walked past the rest and they didn't even try to persuade me. I felt kinda guilty looking at all the old ALP men with their forms, I have a thing for old men, they always upset me with their imminent death. Although, I don't really see </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109730011652642176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109730011652642176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-voted.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109715361236154239</id><published>2004-10-09T13:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T02:06:47.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am having trouble with anarchists tonight. You see Bakunin makes a distinction between the state and society, where he says you can get rid of the state and its influence because it is imposed externally through coercion and force. However, you can't get rid of the influence of society cos individuals are constructed by society, so one would have to disengage from themselves in order to disengage</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109715361236154239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109715361236154239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/am-having-trouble-with-anarchists.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109725147687746710</id><published>2004-10-09T01:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T02:04:36.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WTF! Was browsing the television guide tonight and happened upon this gem of television programming; Blokesworld. I'm not joking. If you guys thought Girl Talk (or whatever it was called) was bad, you ain't seen nothing yet. I'm not sure who exactly would watch this show actually, maybe the same people who buy Couger. Anyway, in the brief few minutes I watched in horrified fascination they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109725147687746710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109725147687746710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/wtf-was-browsing-television-guide.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109724070339259539</id><published>2004-10-08T22:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T01:19:28.010+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amazing Race next Thursday! Oh the hilarity, this season apparently they have an American football cheerleader, a male model and a Miss Teen USA runner up! They also have a 'little person', which seems doomed from the start cos it always seems to come down the some level of fitness in the end. My favorite bit is always the assumption that everyone can understand English (at a certain volume), </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109724070339259539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109724070339259539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/amazing-race-next-thursday-oh-hilarity.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109715298029329014</id><published>2004-10-07T22:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T22:43:00.293+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The world is conspiring against me tonight. Normally at work the other person goes home at nine, so before then I go get my can of coke to keep me awake and peppy through two lonely hours of dealing with law students. Tonight however I put my $2 coin in the machine and it comes straight out again. I do this a couple of times. I then notice red light glowing on machine next to sign saying 'correct</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109715298029329014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109715298029329014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/world-is-conspiring-against-me-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109714201512451662</id><published>2004-10-07T19:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T19:40:15.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had nasty moment in class today. It was in probably my favorite subject, Modern Political Thought. Anyway, apparently Louis Althusser murdered his wife by strangling her and then was committed to mental asylum. I remember really digging Althusser last semester in my cultural studies subject, and he was also wheeled out again recently in my Po-Colo essay reading."The truth of history cannot be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109714201512451662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109714201512451662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/had-nasty-moment-in-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109698807173271687</id><published>2004-10-06T01:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T00:54:31.733+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am now procrastinating essay on anarchy. Never knew much about it before, I always associated it with trashing stuff and chaos, but it seems that the anarchists had some of the best faith in human nature. So far I like the sound of Kropotkin who seemed to believe a transition to anarchy could be achieved peacefully. Also am gonna be reading Bakunin, and Emma Goldman. Mary Woolstencraft also seems</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109698807173271687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109698807173271687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/am-now-procrastinating-essay-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109698698894654749</id><published>2004-10-06T01:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T00:36:28.946+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Started learning German today. Well actually my first lesson is tomorrow, but one of my friends stole a German language tape from her work so I wacked that on in the car. So far I can say "Das ich mein Frau" (I think) which means 'this is my wife' (again I think) which should come in handy many, many, times. Actually, I don't know the laws in Germany, maybe I could do some kind of green cardesque</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109698698894654749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109698698894654749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/started-learning-german-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109682153281670938</id><published>2004-10-04T02:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T02:38:52.816+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The thing that amuses me most about this incident is that I was telling it to the boy on the phone tonight when I realised I wasn't painting my self as the alluring sex goddess he doubtless thinks I am, but I'd already started so I just kind of mumbled 'Oh, maybe this isn't the best story to be telling you'. To which he replied, 'I know you're human, Amy' which I think can less be discerned by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109682153281670938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109682153281670938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/thing-that-amuses-me-most-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109682103638810985</id><published>2004-10-04T02:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T02:30:36.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Actually, I feel the need to do some venting about my self administered surgery I performed last night.Cos it kinda hurts now.You see it all started when I went to the doctor for some unspecified tests, and I thought while I was there I may as well get this little wart frozen off my foot, you know with the liquid nitrogen. Anyway, she was all like, 'yeah, yeah, we'll send you your results in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109682103638810985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109682103638810985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/actually-i-feel-need-to-do-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846047.post-109682000478970287</id><published>2004-10-04T02:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T00:18:39.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watched Australian Idol for the first time this season tonight (we don't have a tv at my house). Anway it was kind of fun putting faces to names, I have been reading Angus Ups the Ante, and hearing everyone talk obsessivly about it, so I felt it was time.Also, I haven't done the essay yet.I had to watch it with my sister so she could tell me who I was supposed to hate, so I wouldn't waste any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109682000478970287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846047/posts/default/109682000478970287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoo-snoo.blogspot.com/2004/10/watched-australian-idol-for-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10825694532015795789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/273/5063/640/541tn.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
