<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284</id><updated>2009-02-20T22:06:07.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mollylee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-114646509080872706</id><published>2006-04-30T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:31:30.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Im finally on line. There's been some slight excitement, Keith Richards fell out of a tree in Fiji and had to be helicoptered back to New Zealand, Auckland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-114646509080872706?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/114646509080872706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=114646509080872706' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/114646509080872706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/114646509080872706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-im-finally-on-line.html' title=''/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-114283928570129447</id><published>2006-03-19T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:21:25.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/protest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/protest2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/proteastr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/proteastr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: indymedia.org.nz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sunny autumn afternoon saw over 250 people turned out in Wellington to protest against , the now, three years of war and occupation in Iraq. People of all ages, from babies to grannies, were present for a thoughtful but relaxed demonstration marking the third anniversary of the US invasion. Speakers of all ages emphasised the need to halt the US global onslaught on basic freedoms and human rights.Local techheads "geeks 4 peace" showed that you don't have to be cool to be against the war. "We believe our message "1001 11011 010101 00011 0001 0011110 01111" speaks for itself" said one open_source_activist. "We see the right to run your own lives as no less important than the right to run your own OS".Unfortunately a moment of street theatre late in the day prompted the remaining three youthful police officers to spring into action. A hasty arrest engendered an atmosphere of tension which then became compounded by extra officers turning up and commencing much pushing, shoving and threatening behaviour. Police then individually launched a seemingly random series of heavy-handed arrests resulting in two people seeking medical attention. " I think if these young fellows had had a more senior officer present none of this would have happened" one veteran protestor remarked. "They just seemed to be lacking a bit of discipline"Organisers asked that the earlier peaceful spirit of the day not be overshadowed by the police violence. "We understand that as officers of the state they are obliged to use arbitrary and disproportionate violence whenever the state deems it appropriate" one commented. "We would ask that people instead think of the brutality occuring daily, on a far greater scale, in Iraq, Israel and Afghanistan and put their efforts in that direction" he said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-114283928570129447?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/114283928570129447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=114283928570129447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/114283928570129447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/114283928570129447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2006/03/from-indymedia.html' title=''/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113298114884905294</id><published>2005-11-25T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T21:54:56.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe i will read</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i just think its okey when really its not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a case like this i shouldnt run or jump or should sit still and wait it out and attempt to get some sort of shit sorted out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im working for the university now and the union. seems i have fallen into better things, tho the pay is the same as prior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today, not sad like i have been for the last week. I think I have decided on a new way for this year called buying books and reading them, Im going to get a builder to build a bookcase as big as the big wall in my living room and layer it with books, all the books, the endless supply, the things that make me happy and start collecting and reading with wit and vigor, why shouldn't I, it seems pointless to lament , and the curiosity of my lament probably holds no fascination for the serious mined love interest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113298114884905294?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113298114884905294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113298114884905294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113298114884905294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113298114884905294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/11/maybe-i-will-read.html' title='Maybe i will read'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113168795020028438</id><published>2005-11-06T23:40:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T21:45:50.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.htown.co.nz/datas/users/261-scenester_400px.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.htown.co.nz/datas/users/261-scenester_400px.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will attempt to go to this gig, though will probably have to spend $50 on taxi and the like to get home, unless my kind flatmate gives me a ride, or unless i just dont drink, which seems unlikely.............&lt;br /&gt;But another point is am I going to be the only women over 30 there and if i am, is going alone makingme look like a loser. Maybe I am a loser and if I just accept that fact and dont push it, maybe then i can have fun and enjoy myself, or maybe ....oh I dont know? sometimes it all gets far too deap.......I guess I am a lonely loser though and there is no point trying to figure it out, I might as well as enjoy myself. cause nobody else can do that for me? Or can they&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113168795020028438?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113168795020028438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113168795020028438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113168795020028438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113168795020028438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-dear.html' title='oh dear'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113151999785293854</id><published>2005-11-06T23:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:25:15.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://andrew.gribble.com/taxi/images/taxitv.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://andrew.gribble.com/taxi/images/taxitv.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andrew.gribble.com/taxi/images/taxitv.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://andrew.gribble.com/taxi/images/taxitv.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"All roads might lead to the same place no matter what I don't know."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stole this quote from &lt;a href="http://www.drunk-in-a-midnight-choir.blogspot.com/"&gt;drunk in a midnight choir&lt;/a&gt;. Wish i could watch Taxi reruns and curl and up and be protected in my nanas house/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Many a Taxi storyline revolved around the romances of the various employees of the Sunshine Cab Company. :Alex Bobby Elaine Jim John Latka Louie Tony. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113151999785293854?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113151999785293854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113151999785293854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113151999785293854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113151999785293854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/11/all-roads-might-lead-to-same-place-no.html' title=''/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113135044965825264</id><published>2005-11-06T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T00:00:49.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hayseed dixie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/Hayseed-Dixie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/Hayseed-Dixie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this band, which were weird, They do banjo covers of ac/dc and motorhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone also stole my wallet. Me cash cards and new photo phone, and I lost a pile of money when the gas company i hired went into liquidation. Its all a bit difficult.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;still missing london, tho happy to be in Auckland for now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113135044965825264?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113135044965825264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113135044965825264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113135044965825264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113135044965825264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/11/hayseed-dixie.html' title='hayseed dixie'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113065650666394731</id><published>2005-10-30T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T00:15:06.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/molly%20on%20road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/molly%20on%20road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and mole hit the road again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113065650666394731?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113065650666394731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113065650666394731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113065650666394731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113065650666394731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/me-and-mole-hit-road-again.html' title=''/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113031018212211989</id><published>2005-10-25T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T00:03:02.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did because I wanted you to be free paintings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/paint1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/400/paint1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/paint2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/400/paint2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/paint3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/400/paint3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113031018212211989?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113031018212211989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113031018212211989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113031018212211989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113031018212211989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-did-because-i-wanted-you-to-be-free.html' title='I did because I wanted you to be free paintings'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113030746796629434</id><published>2005-10-25T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:17:47.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ta for nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I began to feel that freedom should beget freedom. But it did'nt work. In a way, the reverse happened, and the more involved I got in my painting, which subsequently led to many outside contracts and a lot of visitors and the writing of books, the less that I was liked in the community. The more I was different, the more I was rejected. And I finally had to realise that they were not interested in freedom. They were interested in the survival of the Benedictine Order and it particular in the survival of the Abbey. So the Kind of person they accepted became more and more the kind of person who would fit into the frame they wanted&lt;/em&gt; Meinrad Craighead (contemporary)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113030746796629434?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113030746796629434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113030746796629434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113030746796629434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113030746796629434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/ta-for-nothing.html' title='ta for nothing'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113013500449793322</id><published>2005-10-23T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:23:24.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Familiar acts are beautiful through love&lt;br /&gt;( percy Bysshe Shelley 1792-1822)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress up, dance, laugh. I will never be able to throw Love out the window.&lt;br /&gt;( Arthur Rhimbaud 1854-1891)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113013500449793322?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113013500449793322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113013500449793322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113013500449793322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113013500449793322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/familiar-acts-are-beautiful-through.html' title=''/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113013474303514794</id><published>2005-10-23T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:19:03.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes red is what I feel</title><content type='html'>If i was to turn back&lt;br /&gt;into you and tell you what I &lt;br /&gt;felt&lt;br /&gt;and gave you&lt;br /&gt;the opportunity to tell me what&lt;br /&gt;you did&lt;br /&gt;do you think we would &lt;br /&gt;have made it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113013474303514794?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113013474303514794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113013474303514794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113013474303514794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113013474303514794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/sometimes-red-is-what-i-feel.html' title='Sometimes red is what I feel'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-113012257584445787</id><published>2005-10-23T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:17:07.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ive been in love four times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/400/postcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive only been in love four times:will it happen a fifth time, and whats the change of it happening in New Zealand. looks like all the interesting men have cleared off. Im eating Pac and Save's easy butter chicken, naughty aye&lt;br /&gt;anyway thursday night was a treat too. I drove, foolishly for 1.5 hours either way, from auck land to hamilton to see the French two piece weird ensomble :&lt;a href="http://vialka.com/"&gt; VIALKA&lt;/a&gt;, i managed to only get one song in,but what a joy. ive got the c.d. Excellent , very excellent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-113012257584445787?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/113012257584445787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=113012257584445787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113012257584445787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/113012257584445787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/ive-been-in-love-four-times.html' title='ive been in love four times'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112971376124042333</id><published>2005-10-19T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:22:41.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will this post?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112971376124042333?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112971376124042333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112971376124042333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112971376124042333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112971376124042333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/will-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112935337027801731</id><published>2005-10-14T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:23:10.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>viaduct</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/ziggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" height="111" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/400/ziggy.jpg" width="428" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was good, i only smoked two cig's and had one beer last night. The night started kinda weird. my friend was worried that she was tarted up and i was looking kinda like some dimwit again all glasses and all that (though two guys did smile and say Gidday, though they seemed uncultured and thick) Anyway moving on, we sat in this cocktail bar, talking about ex boyfriends and all the problems asociated with being in our 30's and single, trying to convince each other we were okey and we would make it into a sterotypical shitty normal life........&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;someday&lt;/span&gt;//////&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;not-now, waiting for the right man syndrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In the end we left and my friend was downhearted.......and then we bumped into this guy who went to elam art school and went to his house and watched, at his suggestion Ziggy stardust d.V.D That was a treat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112935337027801731?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112935337027801731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112935337027801731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112935337027801731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112935337027801731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/viaduct.html' title='viaduct'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112927154038275771</id><published>2005-10-13T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T23:32:20.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shouldnt spend at the wharehouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/count71.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/count71.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/count71.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/count71.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the airport wharehouse and spent $100 on a new pair of curtains. The main dining room in this dam 1030s home, is a kacky green. everyday i sit in this room, with my chinese student ( who hardly understands english) and write and check my emails. This entry, by the way is not very interesting.....I went an saw what i thought were some beautiful silky curtains, but instead when I got home I discovered they were thin (though sold as lined) and see though. Anyway i hate them and Im going to try and get a refund. Im meant to be going out tonight, actually making an effort and putting on some nice clothes and going to the Viaduct area, the place where America's cup was held. Why do i bother... I wish i was smoking again......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112927154038275771?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112927154038275771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112927154038275771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112927154038275771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112927154038275771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/shouldnt-spend-at-wharehouse.html' title='shouldnt spend at the wharehouse'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112918031458567916</id><published>2005-10-12T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T22:11:54.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes i wonder where I am?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/camden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/camden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to describe, but sometimes i wonder if im really here. ive been having flashbacks to london and wondering if actually im back in london, but living where another pacific island culture are living. It seems Im still faced with the same problems and Im still wondering what to do next? Ive discovered I'm probably not going to have a baby soon and that the man i expected to meet, when I came back from london doesnt exsist. It seems all the plans and all the forgotten bits have come alive and I feel like the pieces are coming together but not as I had anticipated. It is possible to let things unravel and trust that the future will be surpreme.This in itself will be a good learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112918031458567916?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112918031458567916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112918031458567916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112918031458567916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112918031458567916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/sometimes-i-wonder-where-i-am.html' title='sometimes i wonder where I am?'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112849115952571449</id><published>2005-10-04T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T18:47:36.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>corregated iron and kitchens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/kitchen4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/kitchen4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/thomson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/thomson1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. I just got a brand new fence put down, to ensure some privacy in my front yard, which i enjoy and like....means the kids next door cant peer in, when I have my new bbq area.&lt;br /&gt;the fence could look like this and a new kitchen could look like this. What upsets me is the price. Dam near millions. Im trying but I aint finding the way to get the money and sort it out and damed if i will be a prostitute to some man to pay for it...its&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112849115952571449?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112849115952571449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112849115952571449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112849115952571449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112849115952571449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/10/corregated-iron-and-kitchens.html' title='corregated iron and kitchens'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112745430431838259</id><published>2005-09-22T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:56:57.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boys done cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/The_Cure_-_Faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/400/The_Cure_-_Faith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my life is offically shit. Its been a hell of ups and downs and nowhere is between. Im thinking of heading to the pub tonight to drown my sorrows and scream my head off. In no way is everything great and wonderful this week. Ive had a string of people laying shit on me and now I eel terribly upset and pained, but alas in conflict is beauty and i doubt this bad times will last. Surely there is a silver lining and all that. Im going to wear my cure top tonight, labelled &lt;a href="http://www.magic-tab.com/a/Boys_dont_cry/index.php"&gt;Boys dont cry&lt;/a&gt;. in fact I mean I dont Cry, but that would be a stupid meassage, so that is not the go.....so to speak. now Im listening to The Cure&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faith_(Cure_album)"&gt; Faith&lt;/a&gt;. tape. Oh dear i am a misery tonight. alas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112745430431838259?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112745430431838259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112745430431838259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112745430431838259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112745430431838259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/09/boys-done-cry.html' title='boys done cry'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112667676531414200</id><published>2005-09-13T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T23:11:06.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/habour6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/200/habour6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auckland harbour bridge again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/habour6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/200/habour6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend is over from Sydney and me and him are going to pick up his car, from another one of his friends. Hes come over to organise the &lt;a href="http://www.furious.com/perfect/leeperry/"&gt;lee sratch perry&lt;/a&gt; gig. Im not sure if i will go. Im ment to be going to this poetry night with some friends, whom both are some mixed media type artists in Hamilton on Friday night. At this point i fear I am too poor to go and see this gig, however if i successfully can go on the cheap, I might ...&lt;br /&gt;Last seen: Plenty of Political party pamplets&lt;br /&gt;Last heard: Some rubbish the National party were spewing&lt;br /&gt;Last read: The manukau courier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112667676531414200?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112667676531414200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112667676531414200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112667676531414200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112667676531414200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/09/poor.html' title='poor'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112631038518754640</id><published>2005-09-09T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T17:09:06.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why picture books are cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px" height="79" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/200/a.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out last night and saw The &lt;a href="http://www.aversion.com/bands/mountaingoats/"&gt;mountain goats.&lt;/a&gt; It was a free gig, which i hadnt seen in the fix.&lt;a href="http://www.thefix.co.nz/index.phtml"&gt; The Fix &lt;/a&gt;i have discovered is online. I started this new thing which I notice other people are doing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last seen&lt;/strong&gt;: The mountain goats. 2 americans making brillant sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;last read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: the childrens classic, My cat likes to hide in boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last heard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Syd Barret. Opel. An excellent C.D. easy listening&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112631038518754640?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112631038518754640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112631038518754640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112631038518754640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112631038518754640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-picture-books-are-cool.html' title='why picture books are cool'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112616564624184325</id><published>2005-09-08T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:47:26.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The house by the busy road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/massey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/400/massey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I live opposite an extremely busy intersection, I also have the Video esy ( video hire shop) just across the road and I only have to drive a few short metres ,to get gas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112616564624184325?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112616564624184325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112616564624184325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112616564624184325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112616564624184325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/09/house-by-busy-road.html' title='The house by the busy road'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112616498879687328</id><published>2005-09-08T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:36:28.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and now for another memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/11.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/400/11.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112616498879687328?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112616498879687328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112616498879687328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112616498879687328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112616498879687328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-now-for-another-memory.html' title='and now for another memory'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112608094274405224</id><published>2005-09-07T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:39:46.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes I had wriiten to keep, I found in an old bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I were asked to give, what I consider the single most useful bit of advice for all humanity it would be this. Expect trouble as inevitable, part of life and when it comes, hold your head high, look at it squarely in the eye and say " I will be bigger than you. you cannot defeat me" Ann &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;launders 1918&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Wise people have an inward sense of what is beautiful and the highest wisdom is to trust this intuition and be guided by it. The answer to the last appeal of what is right lies within a persons own breast, trust thyself" aristotle 384 -322BC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sense of existence is the greatest happiness - Benjamin Disraeli (1804-81)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112608094274405224?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112608094274405224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112608094274405224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112608094274405224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112608094274405224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/09/quotes-i-had-wriiten-to-keep-i-found.html' title='Quotes I had wriiten to keep, I found in an old bag'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112599543928041775</id><published>2005-09-06T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:21:45.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/200/fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive discovered that i can make really bad art on the paintshop programme. This is the start of something new I fear. . geeh?&lt;br /&gt;Molly is sitting outside near the old car, having grown up on a used car yard, i guess she enjoys all the attention a car doesnt give her, if that makes sense. I gave her a big piece of dog roll and 6 bones today. Shes left them all littered around the garden. Im meant to be selling this car to a Tall Tongan for a mere $300nz on saturday, god I hope this happens. I have spent far too much last weekend at the wine cellar,part of the &lt;a href="http://kroad.com"&gt;kroad&lt;/a&gt; fringe festival and have no money left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112599543928041775?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112599543928041775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112599543928041775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112599543928041775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112599543928041775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-discovered-that-i-can-make-really.html' title=''/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737284.post-112539011185057979</id><published>2005-08-30T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T01:21:51.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>which and who</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/1600/pictures1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1284/389/320/pictures1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737284-112539011185057979?l=mollylee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/feeds/112539011185057979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737284&amp;postID=112539011185057979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112539011185057979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737284/posts/default/112539011185057979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mollylee.blogspot.com/2005/08/which-and-who.html' title='which and who'/><author><name>betty B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00509526867556833746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02629687741462612688'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>