tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69894165240480000732009-07-13T21:56:39.033-04:00i like ping pongneutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.comBlogger114125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-9771980624345604712009-07-13T21:53:00.000-04:002009-07-13T21:56:39.040-04:00Nothing exciting, just claiming my blogngyj4pcvf3<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-977198062434560471?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-30477200341982384862009-06-02T21:54:00.004-04:002009-06-02T22:09:03.441-04:00Almost good news<div align="justify"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917238002666482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/SiXa64N1y_I/AAAAAAAAAs0/AKOWij4vEdY/s400/confidential_stamp1.jpg" border="0" />I'm finding it really hard to blog these days. Not because I'm bored or too busy, but mostly because I'm keeping my mouth shut. I used to just blog what was on my mind but what is now on my mind is confidential ... for now.<br /><br />I'm working ... hard. And hopefully this project will come together and then I can share it with all of you.<br /><br />I can't wait. I hope it really happens ^__^</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-3047720034198238486?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-3314938915661518972009-05-25T20:31:00.003-04:002009-05-25T20:37:11.880-04:00my brute!<div align="justify">Here's a little dorky thing I found, <a href="http://dasneutron.mybrute.com/">http://dasneutron.mybrute.com/</a>. You make a character and then duke it out with others online. Funny thing is, you don't actually do anything and yet I find it oddly addictive ...<br /><br />The website is down half the time so don't be disappointed if it doesn't work for you. I find refreshing a couple of times in a row usually does the trick.<br /><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/Shs4jKPEKnI/AAAAAAAAAsk/M1UWApkSQ8w/s1600-h/neutron.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339923959871974002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/Shs4jKPEKnI/AAAAAAAAAsk/M1UWApkSQ8w/s400/neutron.bmp" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-331493891566151897?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-21036623856613916212009-05-23T18:29:00.005-04:002009-05-23T19:16:05.176-04:00Judging Extremism Cont'd<div align="justify">I've been waiting for the "right" moment to finish this but I feel as though I'm waiting for something that doesn't exist. My mind is running, my thoughts are convoluted and I can't seem to make things slow down. So here it is -- abridged, uninteresting but the best I've got.</div><div align="justify"><br />----------------------</div><div align="justify"><br />A big hefty man stands in the distance. Moving quickly, with vigour. A few steps closer and it all becomes clear. The boulder he holds high comes crashing down under a sound of breaking twigs. He does this again, with even greater strength and even more determination. Only this time you see there are no twigs.</div><div align="justify"><br />The deer before him is dead.</div><div align="justify">The strength within you is gone.</div><div align="justify">And all that is left is ...</div><div align="justify"><br />----------------------</div><div align="justify"><br />I'm not really sure how this story ends. Do you fight? Do you run? Do you judge him? Did I judge him?</div><div align="justify"><br />I guess what I'm trying to say is ... who really knows? Anything.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-2103662385661391621?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-46540672310314841422009-05-15T21:22:00.004-04:002009-05-15T22:25:05.780-04:00Judging Extremism<div align="justify">I often find it difficult to differentiate between genius and idiocracy. The averages are easy but outliers are truly a sight to behold. If you've ever seen "The Usual Suspects" or Dennis Rodman, then you know exactly what I mean.<br /><br />This phenomena extends far beyond intelligence and truly applies to all aspects of life. In most instances, you only get but a glimpse and instinctively, a decision is made.<br /><br />Imagine yourself walking in the wilderness ... a beautiful river running through a sage old forest ... air so fresh it brings back thoughts of better days ... and reminds us we're alive ... for those who sometimes forget.<br /><br />Time. It changes so quickly, so effortlessly. And yet the changes are forever, irreversible.<br /><br />It's impossible to tell what time will bring, but in this instance, in the sanctity of this forest, change comes in the form of a sound. A shreak so desperate it touches you to your very core. A shreak so powerful it almost brings you to your knees.<br /><br />--To be continued.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-4654067231031484142?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-84959950254663211382009-05-09T12:30:00.004-04:002009-05-09T13:09:49.357-04:00ping pong 4 LifeI'm a huge nerd and am totally bored so I decided to share ... enjoy!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bb4mUcHrRPc&NR=1"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333871793567041090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/SgW4It0KBkI/AAAAAAAAAsc/b72ovJkbgtM/s320/1220442842373_f.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">(click on pic for video)<br />(pic taken from </span><a href="http://sp2.fotolog.com/photo/18/2/12/eldelchucho/1220442842373_f.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;">here</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">)</span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-8495995025466321138?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-33959995954650089292009-05-03T00:04:00.003-04:002009-05-03T00:22:07.377-04:00Eureka!<div align="justify">"I think therefore I am."<br /><br />I am therefore you are.<br /><br />'You are' and 'I am' therefore we share.<br /><br />---------------------<br /><br />I guess what I'm trying to is ... we're all in this together. Our lives, our decisions, as a society and as individuals ... we are all responsible.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-3395999595465008929?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-17783086281619653272009-04-27T22:26:00.004-04:002009-04-27T22:52:44.142-04:00in chains<div align="justify">Colour. Colours. Endless colours. I wish I had them all. Blues and greens and purples ... the neons the flourescent the glowing ... all of them ... more of them ...<br /><br />I would splash it on all the walls around me. I would make people colourful. Everybody. Everywhere. I would scream ... and yell ... and destroy things.<br /><br />I'd make new things ... and paint them.<br /><br />...<br /><br />And yet, as I write this, everything around me is colourless ... empty.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-1778308628161965327?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-30941741797932027922009-04-22T21:25:00.003-04:002009-04-22T21:58:44.952-04:00RandomBocconcini is the best cheese.<br /><br />Zebras are most unusual.<br /><br />The plural of fish should be fishes.<br /><br />Mechanical watches are outdated yet very desirable.<br /><br />Thinking about thinking is hardly thinking at all.<br /><br />Ice cream is universal.<br /><br />Chinese food is always better the next day.<br /><br />To be empathetic is to be human.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-3094174179793202792?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-85536457650184519042009-04-20T23:13:00.005-04:002009-04-20T23:22:24.868-04:00I'm feeling kinda colourful at the moment. Found this on deviant art ...<br /><br /><a href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs15/i/2007/109/8/5/Its_a_Blast_being_Colourful_by_motive8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326978801524804850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/Se06_xbsDPI/AAAAAAAAAsU/NbRS4k7jr4s/s400/Its_a_Blast_being_Colourful_by_motive8.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-8553645765018451904?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-86468458807857870482009-04-02T21:16:00.006-04:002009-04-02T21:59:59.127-04:00"Evolution"<div align="justify">Scientists believe that over 98% of our DNA sequence is shared with chimpanzees. Striking indeed. Is this yet another case for evolution? I can't help but think ... if we can evolve, can we then not de-evolve? Maybe God really did place us here on Earth and perhaps some of us were just so devious and barbaric that we actually moved backwards. Is that not possible? Do you not see these types of people everyday?<br /><br />Brains only win over brawn if you have enough brawn to protect yourself while you're developing something. With that in my mind, de-evolution seems all the more likely.<br /><br /></div><div align="justify"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320277757681591026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/SdVsbr0F4vI/AAAAAAAAAsM/9v6E8uP5Cr0/s400/de-evolution.bmp" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-8646845880785787048?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-5690111528358078902009-03-28T11:26:00.005-04:002009-03-28T12:02:08.577-04:00My blog ate my post :(<div align="justify">A few moments ago, I was feverishly writing about my favourite blue robe and how it's fuzzy and cozy and all that nice stuff. How it has an affinity for static and has a bad habit of shocking me, especially around my computer and loved ones ... and then zzzip! I scrolled too high or something while typing and then it was gone. GONE!!! All gone ... you know ... like gonzo, areva derchi, adiós, syanara ...<br /><br />And now I'm left with nothing to write and you nothing to read. Humpf, whatever ... I hungry. Tataa.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-569011152835807890?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-31272502997664876162009-03-08T21:30:00.005-04:002009-03-08T22:17:34.582-04:00When driving is like dancing.<div><div><strong>The mutually beneficial switch</strong> - where two drivers in unidirectional tandem lanes crossover not requiring either of the two to accelerate.</div><div></div><br /><div>... did you get all that?? Here's a more visual representation.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311005911361802578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/SbR7vMq4UVI/AAAAAAAAAsE/OsTN6-X8kf8/s200/mbs.bmp" border="0" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-3127250299766487616?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-45904653025721220122009-03-01T20:22:00.002-05:002009-03-01T20:26:18.505-05:00Speechless!Absolute <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7dHbUOAqMo">MUST see</a>!!! Words simply will not do ...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7dHbUOAqMo"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394965037374322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/Sas1GHqGW3I/AAAAAAAAAr0/I6u352OOtLw/s320/batmansim.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-4590465302572122012?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-79698006224530496112009-02-28T00:27:00.004-05:002009-02-28T00:36:06.853-05:00Make your own hero!<div align="justify">Found this on <a href="http://7akifadi.com/">7aki's</a> site but I think the original link is <a href="http://www.cpbintegrated.com/theherofactory/">here</a>. Kinda cool. I thought my character was pretty neat but ended up with a pretty awful name ... The Meaty Caped Knight!! I wonder what his super ability would be?? I'm not even going to go there.<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307716287746309282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/SajL15usfKI/AAAAAAAAArs/v39_Wj1Qt9Y/s400/MyHero.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-7969800622453049611?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-44029006529916875682009-02-24T20:41:00.006-05:002009-02-24T20:58:25.562-05:00Never thought it would happen to me.<div align="justify">So it's official ... I'm a certifiable workaholic. I wake up to work, eat while I work, and sometimes even dream about work - that's right, dream-about-WORK!! And now, here I am, blogging about it too. That's the last I'll write of it.<br /><br />I wonder who said "when life gives you lemons make lemonade". I fucking hate lemonade. Gimme some Welch's grape juice and I'm good to go. I guess what I'm saying is nothing comes from nothing and you can't use lemons to make grape juice.<br /><br />It's been a while everyone, much luv --neutron</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-4402900652991687568?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-9826579523903835732008-12-18T20:59:00.005-05:002008-12-18T21:38:06.813-05:00A day in my shoes ...<div align="justify">There's a big black jeep on my back. Tailgating me hard. You have no idea how many bad drivers I run into in a day. A greater part of my time is spent driving around from site to site solving people's problems. All-the-meanwhile, I swirve and swirl trying to avoid your little granny who can hardly see over the wheel and testosterone Bill who thinks passing that extra car makes his penis a little larger.<br /><br />There's a big black jeep on my back. Tailgating me even harder. He presses but I don't respond. I look back now, wanting to get a good look at my adversary. He's old but still lively. He has a long white beard and is very neatly groomed. His hat is red, lined in white and has a matching coat too.<br /><br />I can't help but laugh aloud. And it doesn't go unnoticed. He backs off ... he knows the battle is lost too.<br /><br /></div><div align="justify"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281324492666638514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/SUsIpPj3ELI/AAAAAAAAAqM/O3W0eayRyBA/s320/clown.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-982657952390383573?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-15994022658082425652008-12-11T20:09:00.004-05:002008-12-11T20:19:01.232-05:00I take long showers<div align="justify">While in the shower the other day,<br />early in the morning,<br />while all else were asleep,<br />I thought to myself<br /><br />Dreams are for those who wake up to achieve them ...<br /><br />In retrospect, the same probably applies to those who don't spend so much time in the shower.<br /></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278706631602970530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/SUG7trIxn6I/AAAAAAAAAqE/tnZG923DUxI/s320/creative.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-1599402265808242565?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-48796508664594939072008-12-02T22:13:00.005-05:002008-12-02T22:41:43.592-05:00The Square of Life<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/STX_5xyPz-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/xnVI7RnMJGc/s1600-h/TheSquareOfLife.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275403906616119266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/STX_5xyPz-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/xnVI7RnMJGc/s320/TheSquareOfLife.bmp" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-4879650866459493907?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-90497267999744282772008-12-01T21:29:00.005-05:002008-12-01T21:58:38.436-05:00How things have changed<div align="justify">A series of seemingly inconsequential microscopic change culminating into the seemingly providential macroscopic order we call "life". If things are not changing, then things are not living.<br /><br />It has been over two months since I last consistently blogged and already much has changed. 'The Reluctant New Yorker' is now gone. 'Manager Mom' is by invite only ( ... needless to say, I wasn't invited). At first I was rather upset but now I realize it's just life. Change.<br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275020937876469090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/STSjmEDf9WI/AAAAAAAAApE/SUlNPKOxXho/s320/ssc2005-26b_small.jpg" border="0" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-9049726799974428277?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-82015672407276932152008-11-30T13:15:00.003-05:002008-11-30T13:43:34.256-05:00Inspiration<div align="justify">Inspiration is all around us. It can be the air you breath, the breath you take or the people who take your breath away. It is as vast as your imagination and as narrow as your inhibition. It speaks to you as it speaks to everyone and yet no two messages are alike.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">What is your inspiration?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-8201567240727693215?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-87767428795672306032008-10-22T12:17:00.003-04:002008-10-22T13:18:38.327-04:00I hate karaoke!<div align="justify">Listening to your own voice is always an odd out-of-body experience. I should also add that I mean that in a literal sense and not the figurative. You know, like recording your own voice and playing it back to yourself. Admitedly fun as a child but kinda creepy as an adult. After such a long blog gap, this is sorta how I feel ... on the outside looking in.<br /><br />Life really is a series of ups and downs. Not too long ago, I felt very alone in a very uphill battle. In exactly one hour, I'm going in to negotiate a contract for a very prestegious engineering sales&marketing position. 24 hours ago, I signed a lease for a beautiful condo in the heart of downtown Mississauga. And in 48 hours time, I'll be married to a beautiful woman whom I love dearly.<br /><br />Two months ago, I was not the person I am today. Nor will I be the same tomorrow. Keep your head up people. It may be bad today but good tomorrow. The opposite is also true.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-8776742879567230603?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-41250617886535803652008-08-27T11:41:00.004-04:002008-08-27T11:58:07.197-04:00Mini-update (fact list)<div align="justify">1. I've spent more time preparing for the wedding than I've been looking for a job.<br />2. Queen's University will take your money anyway they can.<br />3. Hamilton drivers are very aggressive.<br />4. Hamburgers have way more calories than most people realize.<br />5. I eat way too much pasta.<br />6. Time is money and many people will willingly take both.<br />7. I miss my blogger friends :(<br /><br />Yours,<br />Neutron</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-4125061788653580365?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-83606740553958984212008-08-27T11:36:00.005-04:002008-08-27T11:41:01.778-04:00Kick Ass Blogger!<div align="justify"><a href="http://cormacwrites.blogspot.com/">Cormac</a> just gave me a 'Kick Ass Blogger' award. Way cool ... thanks <a href="http://cormacwrites.blogspot.com/">Cormac</a>.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239222039237191106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/SLV0r6QhZcI/AAAAAAAAAo8/FepeGXVd9JQ/s400/Kick+Ass+Blogger+Award.jpg" border="0" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-8360674055395898421?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6989416524048000073.post-10495247287366230272008-08-21T21:24:00.006-04:002008-08-21T21:42:15.160-04:00And far away ...<div align="justify">Hi everyone!!!<br /><br />Sorry for neglecting you guys. No posts, no comments, ... nothin. I've actually moved back to T.O. (the greater area anyway) and am looking for jobs. My access to internet is limited to cafes and the public library.<br /><br />As soon as things settle, I will return ... and so will the regular-not-so-interesting posts :)<br /><br />Ciao!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237150250516069762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYFrIhPW0RA/SK4YZ71bvYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ieA7OWsEnOY/s320/23325762.jpg" border="0" /> </div><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Photo: courtesy of </span><a href="http://www.jupiterimages.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;">Jupiter Images</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">)</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6989416524048000073-1049524728736623027?l=ilikepingpong.blogspot.com'/></div>neutronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04186690877628032657noreply@blogger.com9