<?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-3172173</id><updated>2011-09-07T17:51:36.893+10:00</updated><title type='text'>IZMS: Jumpin' on the Blogging Bandwagon Since 2001</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;If I started taking myself too seriously, I wouldn't be writing. 

Who're you trying to get &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt; with 'esse? Don't you know I'm &lt;i&gt;loco&lt;/i&gt;??&lt;/b&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-4506355411464843070</id><published>2009-06-22T21:52:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:32:23.852+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Difference Is Night And DayCurrently Listening To :: This Is My World :: Darius RuckerAs I was walking up the stairs to work after what turned out to be an unexpectedly big weekend, I thought to myself:"I wonder if it's natural for some people to embrace the morning, and others to shun it. If I was born in the morning, would I be more of a morning person than I am?"Although my theory proved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/4506355411464843070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=4506355411464843070' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/4506355411464843070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/4506355411464843070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2009/06/difference-is-night-and-day-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-2278258247986634071</id><published>2008-07-14T22:46:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:04:18.847+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Milestones In My MindCurrently Listening To :: Dontchange :: Musiq I used to think that birthdays were overrated. iIth the past few years of my late 20s all a relative non-event in terms of life-changing experience when it came to waking up the morning after my birthday, I would have liked to say that turning 30 has been no significant difference. Don't get me wrong, I'm introspective as ever - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/2278258247986634071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=2278258247986634071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/2278258247986634071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/2278258247986634071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2008/07/milestones-in-my-mind-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-2788327780978443713</id><published>2008-06-09T15:20:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:55:18.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Listing UpdatesCurrently Listening To :: Respiration (Pete Rock Remix) :: Black Star feat. Black Thought Just updating my list and adding a few new notes - some things are easier than others, but I find that sometimes it's the small wins that help roll into bigger things.1. (Re)learn Mandarin2. Start puttin out the job feelers at the back end of this year3. Plan my trip to NY and HK/Sing at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/2788327780978443713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=2788327780978443713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/2788327780978443713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/2788327780978443713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2008/06/listing-updates-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-2403396981523888576</id><published>2008-05-27T21:34:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:49:31.205+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Action Points and DeliverablesCurrently Listening To :: Thought @ Work :: The Roots In some vague attempt to right the out of control ship that my life right now, I've decided to write a list of things I need/want/should do. While I'm normally quite a structured person in my approach to these things, I'm going to write them in order of when they come into my head. 1. (Re)learn Mandarin2. Start </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/2403396981523888576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=2403396981523888576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/2403396981523888576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/2403396981523888576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2008/05/action-points-and-deliverables.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-5507125127683975279</id><published>2008-04-22T22:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:15:38.181+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Same Ol', Same Ol' Currently Listening To :: Me and Mrs Jones :: Marvin Gaye"You should just forget about it; it's not like anything's going to happen anyway."Words, when said with conviction, can make me second guess even the goodwill in the world. As any accountant will tell you, goodwill is one of those "intangibles" that you can't really quantify - dealing in abstracts isn't what contributes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/5507125127683975279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=5507125127683975279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/5507125127683975279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/5507125127683975279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2008/04/same-ol-same-ol-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-4168662075982235804</id><published>2008-01-29T21:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:26:34.239+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Directional ForceCurrently Listening To :: Memories of Melodies :: DJ Deckstream ft. Dred Scott and Adriana EvansWith the email that dropped into my inbox towards the end of work today, I was one step closer to my new role...which means a lot of things, but is encapsulated in this statement made over a quiet drink tonight:"A year, year and a half from now, we could be having this conversation in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/4168662075982235804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=4168662075982235804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/4168662075982235804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/4168662075982235804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2008/01/directional-force-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-6651387909814549030</id><published>2007-10-27T01:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:52:35.547+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz - I'm yours (Live on Korean TV)</title><summary type='text'>One of the most enjoyable live performances I've ever been to was seeing Jason Mraz live in Sydney last year. A stripped down show, percussion by Toca Rivera, Jason's flair for showmanship and his intimate ways with the crowd made me hope he never reached the heights of John Mayer.While 'Mr-AZ' didn't capture me the same way 'Waiting For My Rocket To Come' did, his talk of an acoustic album was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/6651387909814549030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=6651387909814549030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/6651387909814549030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/6651387909814549030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2007/10/jason-mraz-i-yours-live-on-korean-tv_27.html' title='Jason Mraz - I&amp;#39;m yours (Live on Korean TV)'/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-3460943795512791436</id><published>2007-09-09T20:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:54:10.277+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking To The FutureCurrently Listening To :: Stars :: Simply RedA friend asked me over this APEC weekend if I was interested in politics, what my views were on certain candidates, what I thought of their issues. While I have some knowledge of my local electorate, the candidates, and their general stance on key issues, I wouldn't say I could have a in-depth conversation about them. At that point</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/3460943795512791436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=3460943795512791436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/3460943795512791436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/3460943795512791436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2007/09/looking-to-future-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-7423660437737841335</id><published>2007-07-10T23:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T00:43:28.458+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trying To Catch A Deluge In A Paper CupCurrently Listening To :: Don't Dream It's Over :: Crowded HouseHad a great dinner at Newtown tonight - while I don't normally go for the Mod Oz, the size of the lamb shanks more then made up for the lack of chai brulee...After dinner over a cup of coffee and apple strudel fresh from the oven, we talked about daybeds, the differences between llamas and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/7423660437737841335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=7423660437737841335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/7423660437737841335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/7423660437737841335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2007/07/trying-to-catch-deluge-in-paper-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBAOeOY9BwA/RpOSQQyZqhI/AAAAAAAAABU/hdaVmf5xyFI/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-1831086852370709398</id><published>2007-06-03T20:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T20:48:41.018+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Weekend In ImagesCurrently Listening To :: Fa Ru Xue :: Jay ChouAh, the wonders of a phone camera. Life is captured so much more randomly with these available, and I'm beginning to wonder how anyone used to find blogs interesting before pictures could be uploaded. But as the old saying goes, a picture says more words then the image takes up on the page, so here are a few images and some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/1831086852370709398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=1831086852370709398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/1831086852370709398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/1831086852370709398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2007/06/weekend-in-images-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pBAOeOY9BwA/RmKT2y2hurI/AAAAAAAAABM/IgV0IKX3d0I/s72-c/Image115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-3815685240589658078</id><published>2007-05-03T11:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T11:55:51.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Small Peace of MindCurrently Listening To :: Let's Get It On :: Jack BlackI've long been perplexed with exactly how to express myself when it came to Adam Sandler. The search is now over (thanks to the Miami Herald). Stupidity is always funniest when it comes from a place of intelligence. Otherwise, you're just Adam Sandler.Bada Bing! The pork shoulder turned out well, but not how I intended. Too</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/3815685240589658078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=3815685240589658078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/3815685240589658078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/3815685240589658078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2007/05/small-peace-of-mind-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-8498925244538205031</id><published>2007-04-29T19:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:14:33.279+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Pork Shoulder ExperimentCurrently Listening To :: Greatest Mistake :: Handsome Boy Modelling School feat. John Oates &amp; Jamie CullumI woke up this morning in a bed that wasn't my own, but a bed that wasn't unfamiliar. But before you ask, yes, I was alone. And yes, I was fully clothed. But far from a sad ending (or beginning to this entry), the sun was shining, and as I wiped the sleep from my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/8498925244538205031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=8498925244538205031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/8498925244538205031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/8498925244538205031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2007/04/pork-shoulder-experiment-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-9070905628610368756</id><published>2007-04-27T00:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:37:42.548+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Visual IzmsCurrently Listening To :: Sha Tan (Blue Moon - Accapella Version) :: David TaoThanks to the good people at xtn.blogspot.com, I don't even have to say too much today. Enjoy some snippets of my life right now - any generalisations derived from these pictures are at least patially true. Read my VisualDNA™     Get your own VisualDNA™</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/9070905628610368756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=9070905628610368756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/9070905628610368756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/9070905628610368756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2007/04/visual-izms-currently-listening-to-sha.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-3719562360472761591</id><published>2007-04-16T23:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T09:07:51.766+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No North and Definitely No SouthCurrently Listening To :: I'm Sorry (I Don't Love You No More) :: Craig DavidSunday just past, I realised that I hadn't been to Newtown for as long as I could recall. I have always had fond memories of the suburb - when I was in University, it was the hub of all things I wasn't. It was so far removed from the suburbs that I grew up in, yet I slowly became </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/3719562360472761591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=3719562360472761591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/3719562360472761591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/3719562360472761591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-north-and-definitely-no-south.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-497638621610413577</id><published>2006-12-04T21:33:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T21:33:33.338+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Love</title><summary type='text'>A loooong time ago, in my former life as a frustrated high-school teenager, I loved rock. Pantera. Alice In Chains. Soundgarden. Rage Against The Machine. The Pumpkins. Then along came women, and along came New Jack Swing, and somehow I forgot what rock was. But, thanks again to the Chuck Klosterman and the good people at Esquire magazine (who have done the YouTube trawling for me), this clip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/497638621610413577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=497638621610413577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/497638621610413577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/497638621610413577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-to-love_04.html' title='Back To Love'/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-1514018275321671701</id><published>2006-12-04T21:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T21:30:19.064+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A loooong time ago, in my former life as a frustrated high-school teenager, I loved rock. Pantera. Alice In Chains. Soundgarden. Rage Against The Machine. The Pumpkins. Then along came women, and along came New Jack Swing, and somehow I forgot what rock was.But, thanks again to the Chuck Klosterman and the good people at Esquire magazine (who have done the YouTube trawling for me), this clip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/1514018275321671701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=1514018275321671701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/1514018275321671701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/1514018275321671701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-115271265015955645</id><published>2006-07-12T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:28:52.086+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Sperm And The Egg :: Evolutionary EvolutionCurrently Listening To :: Allure :: Jay-ZFew directors draw as much love and hate as Spike Lee, and the same could be said about his films - if the reviews are anything to go by, She Hate Me is a Spike Lee joint that fits the mould. A movie about corporate crime and lesbian issues, it suffers from poor character development but shines in their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/115271265015955645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=115271265015955645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/115271265015955645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/115271265015955645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2006/07/sperm-and-egg-evolutionary-evolution.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-114760430435814114</id><published>2006-05-29T20:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:58:29.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alternate Life Perspective :: That Hansel's So HOT Right NowCurrently Listening To :: Southernplayalisticcadillacfunkymusik:: OutkastThe irony of this post is that I was writing a piece about comfort, living my life with the opportunity for the unexpected and seeking chances to be suprised. Then my browser crashed. There's a cliche including God, sense of humour and irony, but I'm scared that if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/114760430435814114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=114760430435814114' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114760430435814114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114760430435814114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2006/05/alternate-life-perspective-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-114808878199081094</id><published>2006-05-20T11:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:35:01.333+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tables Turn :: Turn TablesCurrently Listening To :: Enjoy It Now :: Tortured SoulA while back I mentioned that my current employer was causing me a little conversational static and, dare I say, open hostility towards me and those close to me. In the so-called "darkening" market of tobacco, there are lobby groups out there who are out to get us. They hate tobacco, the people who use it, and most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/114808878199081094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=114808878199081094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114808878199081094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114808878199081094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2006/05/tables-turn-turn-tables-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-114769942030332179</id><published>2006-05-15T23:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:27:31.100+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everybody Explode! :: Can You Believe It? Currently Listening To :: If I Ruled The World (Instrumental) :: NasOn rare occasions, sometimes words just don't do something justice, but when you're inspired, even foreign tongues will be easy to comprehend. Tres cool I hear you say, but in the rare occasion where more is less, it's nice to know that there are those out there who feel the same way you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/114769942030332179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=114769942030332179' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114769942030332179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114769942030332179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2006/05/everybody-explode-can-you-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-114679492142752688</id><published>2006-05-05T11:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:19:25.443+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Beginnings :: No EnergyCurrently Listening To :: Feel It (Jazzy Jeff Remix) :: Black Eyed PeasIt's official. Starting at 6:30am this cold morning, my days as a gentleman of leisure ended as abruptly as they started. I'm both physically and mentally tired, having driven a total of two hours to get to and from work, sandwiching in a day long course on demand planning and supply chain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/114679492142752688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=114679492142752688' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114679492142752688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114679492142752688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-beginnings-no-energy-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-114536109150613134</id><published>2006-04-18T21:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:01:11.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Journey Of A Thousand Steps :: Please Pee Into This CupCurrently Listening To :: DJ Premier Is In Deep Concentration :: GangstarrIt's a common observance that there are always (at least) two sides to every story. Just like life itself, everyone has their take on things, and those that don't really don't care enough to know (or just don't have time to care). See what I mean? Some of you may call</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/114536109150613134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=114536109150613134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114536109150613134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/114536109150613134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2006/04/journey-of-thousand-steps-please-pee.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-113628886648488422</id><published>2006-01-03T21:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:39:22.180+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Time For ListsCurrently Listening To :: Wishing On The Same Star :: Amuro NamieKnowing that I've gotten naked in the most highly recommended place to get naked by the well travelled Lonely Planet gang makes me feel like I've accomplished something. Hakone Hot Springs - not as confronting as you would think. But these lists are other peoples lists, other peoples top tens. I never used to work to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/113628886648488422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=113628886648488422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/113628886648488422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/113628886648488422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-for-lists-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-113237491186808075</id><published>2005-11-19T13:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T13:11:50.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Long Overdue UpdateCurrently Listening To :: Lovin' It :: Little Brother (feat. Joe Scudda)I can hardly believe it's been over a month since I got home from Japan. While I promised myself I wouldn't feel bad about not being on holiday anymore, when you get used to something, it's quite hard to let it go. What more if it had been a year? With a new company policy in place to keep it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/113237491186808075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=113237491186808075' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/113237491186808075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/113237491186808075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/11/long-overdue-update-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-112962691415995754</id><published>2005-10-18T19:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T19:15:14.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Quick 3 Day Tokyo OverviewListening To ::Me Tapping The Keys::Greetings fair readers from a place far away in both a physical and metaphoric sense. That's right, I'm here in Tokyo, and I've managed to hop on the net for a scant few minutes to jot down some thoughts on this destination of mine. Although the weather hasn't been cooperating all that well (it's been raining since touchdown on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/112962691415995754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=112962691415995754' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112962691415995754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112962691415995754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/10/quick-3-day-tokyo-overview-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-112644145508844489</id><published>2005-09-11T22:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:31:03.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shibuya Rock, Rock OnBumpin' To :: Crew Deep (Remix) :: Skillz feat. Pusha, Pharell and Misse Elliot2 weeks and counting until the touchdown in Tokyo.For all those who have been Japan-side, in particular Tokyo and Osaka, recommendations on where to go, what to do, and things not to miss would be appreciated. As for me, I'm already looking forward to the craziness of Shibuya, the futurama feel of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/112644145508844489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=112644145508844489' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112644145508844489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112644145508844489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/09/shibuya-rock-rock-on-bumpin-to-crew.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-112581893872351011</id><published>2005-09-10T11:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T11:33:39.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deja VuListening To :: Open You Eyes :: Platinum Pied Pipers feat. DweleThe loud music, the smiling faces, the happy vibe; another great birthday party, and another great night to remember. I distinctly remembered a point in the night where I thought to myself, "I really don't want this night to end."A lot of people wonder when it will all end, this yearly event of dance partying. Part of me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/112581893872351011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=112581893872351011' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112581893872351011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112581893872351011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/09/deja-vu-listening-to-open-you-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-112510254725050236</id><published>2005-08-27T10:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T10:29:07.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Number Am I Thinking Of?? Currently Listening To :: Oh :: Ciarra w/ LudacrisAnother year has passed, and Ben and Kev have felt the weight of time pressing on their shoulders. However, with hits like The Nunnery, The Lottery and The Lounge under their belt, we felt it wasn't quite right to hang up the sleeveless T's quite yet.While we both may think we work in creative fields, we've given up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/112510254725050236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=112510254725050236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112510254725050236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112510254725050236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-number-am-i-thinking-of-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-112281471383836896</id><published>2005-07-31T22:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T10:13:53.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Treading Water To A More Solid DestinationCurrently Listening To :: Get By ::Talib KweliJust when I felt like complaining about how nothing was happening, BANG! Work is all up in my face, which means everything else gets up in my face at the same time, which means I'm pretty much over today, which was really Monday.  A little slip up can be so costly, yet never as much as you would expect it to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/112281471383836896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=112281471383836896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112281471383836896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/112281471383836896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/07/treading-water-to-more-solid.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-111898256665882032</id><published>2005-07-14T14:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T13:09:48.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fade to Black/Champagne SupernovaCurrently Listening To :: Family Business :: Kanye WestAnd so it goes. A few more hours and I'll be 27. Saying it quickly or slowly doesn't really change a whole lot, but then again, I don't think I'm too worried, other then the fact that I'm now closer to being classified as in my late twenties, as opposed to my mid twenties. As a sort of celebration, I had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/111898256665882032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=111898256665882032' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111898256665882032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111898256665882032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/07/fade-to-blackchampagne-supernova.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-111897244797158664</id><published>2005-06-17T11:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T14:45:12.303+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UnexplainableCurrently Listening To :: The Best Of You :: Foo FightersAgain, I can't bring myself to write about death. Every time, it gets closer and closer to home. For some, tradgedy has to be endured over and over. Karma is not supposed to work this way.  It's these situations where I'm at my most awkward; what to do, what to say, how to say it. Rest in Peace Auntie Alexis. Uncle Wally and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/111897244797158664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=111897244797158664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111897244797158664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111897244797158664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/06/unexplainable-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-111882248841073913</id><published>2005-06-15T17:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T12:26:41.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>But Wait, There's More...Currently Listening To :: The Great Indoors :: John MayerI hate waking up early, although once I get on the road I'm feeling pretty good. Being the practical person I am, I’ve never seen the appeal in “just cruising”. But as I flew down the highway with my attention levels at just the right pitch to ensure I didn’t end up in a ditch, I felt clearer and more relaxed then I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/111882248841073913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=111882248841073913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111882248841073913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111882248841073913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/06/but-wait-theres-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-111872230598052153</id><published>2005-06-14T13:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T14:17:29.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Binge BloggingCurrently Listening To :: They :: JemThe next few days will see a proliforation of writing/rambling from me. Partially because I'm in Port Macquaire/Taree for work. Well, actually, that's entirely it. So I’m here at the domestic terminal, waiting for my flight to Port Maquarie to board. The thought of 6 (!!!!) days away from Sydney has filled me with equal measures of dread and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/111872230598052153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=111872230598052153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111872230598052153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111872230598052153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/06/binge-blogging-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-111373202735634591</id><published>2005-04-17T19:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T18:38:01.716+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1983Currently Listening To :: Living For The City ::  Stevie WonderSo it's 6:15 on a Friday night, I'm drinking a brew, and I should be out and about, but I'm in front of my computer at work. Although I know I should be doing something more then blogging, I figured it'd been a while, plus no one else is here. Did I mention it's Friday night?!? Fuck! I little slack needs to be cut doesn't it??  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/111373202735634591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=111373202735634591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111373202735634591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111373202735634591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/04/1983-currently-listening-to-living-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-111276717960800428</id><published>2005-04-06T15:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T18:52:17.180+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Advertising Standards BureauCurrently Listening To :: Cold Hard Bitch :: JetOne of the fun things about working on a brand that generates so much love and loathing are the complaint letters from irate viewers of our ads. A lot of them start with the line: "I'm not being a prude..." but usually end with something along the lines of "...I cringe at the thought of this ad, and wish that it were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/111276717960800428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=111276717960800428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111276717960800428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111276717960800428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/04/advertising-standards-bureau-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-111199897998743484</id><published>2005-04-02T18:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T12:42:42.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That Fleeting FeelingCurrently Listening To :: 1980 :: EstelleWhoever stepped out of the shower feeling worse off for the experience is a rare person indeed. While the shampoo and soap may change, the feeling of stepping out in better shape then I went in has never changed.I seem to do a lot of thinking in the shower. There's something calming about having the water crash down around you, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/111199897998743484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=111199897998743484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111199897998743484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/111199897998743484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/04/that-fleeting-feeling-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-110708796053977265</id><published>2005-01-30T22:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T23:38:59.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Can't Be LifeCurrently Listening To :: The Scientist :: ColdplayBeauty. Moments of absolute beauty, both physical, metaphorical. Celluloid and paper. Binary and plastic. The flow of events, touching in ways that are unique to me on the inside. Yet I'm sure I'm not the only one. I can't be the only one. Can I be the only one?   Pinot Noir. Abstinence. Gorging myself on lines to feed a hunger </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/110708796053977265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=110708796053977265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110708796053977265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110708796053977265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-cant-be-life-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-110660747659534739</id><published>2005-01-25T08:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T08:59:18.240+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wild and WilderCurrently Listening To :: Secret :: Maroon 5VAN: "Taj, I learned a long time ago that worrying is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do, but it doesn't get you anywhere. Write that down." Sometimes I forget just how much American teen movies can make me smile. TAJ: "I have a date with Naomi tomorrow night, and I just wanted to bring my 'A' game."VAN: "Taj, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/110660747659534739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=110660747659534739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110660747659534739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110660747659534739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/01/wild-and-wilder-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-110601911163723089</id><published>2005-01-18T13:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:23:36.920+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Said I Wasn't Done Yet!Currently Listening To :: What Can I Say :: Van HuntTo revisit the last paragraph from my last post, I was alluding to the fact that despite once the hype is gone, said "thing" is up for inspection. That way I don't get caught up in the bells and whistles of advertising, the overtly evil editorial mentions and store recommendations designed to move units. I speak with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/110601911163723089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=110601911163723089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110601911163723089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110601911163723089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-said-i-wasnt-done-yet-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-110576423389126776</id><published>2005-01-15T13:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T15:20:24.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AffinityCurrently Listening To :: Play That Funky Music :: Wild CherryHere’s a pop quiz. A) Put your hands up if you’ve heard of a book called The Da Vinci Code. Now, B) put both hands up if you’re reading or have read The Da Vinci Code, or, for that matter, any book by author Dan Brown (BUT, only if you read The Da Vinci Code first). While this blog will take me longer to write with one hand</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/110576423389126776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=110576423389126776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110576423389126776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110576423389126776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/01/affinity-currently-listening-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-110480779583275523</id><published>2005-01-04T13:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T20:32:06.800+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Return Of The (Jook) BowlCurrently Listening To :: Girls, Girls, Girls :: Jay-ZThose Congee-Men are at it again...to all those suffering from post-holiday depression (or even if you're not), if you're in Sydney on the 7th Jan, your partying problems are solved! *** Jook - Quarter Century Egg *** The same friendly crowd, same hip music, same 'good-time' atmosphere and same dirty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/110480779583275523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=110480779583275523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110480779583275523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110480779583275523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2005/01/return-of-jook-bowl-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-110444685346299088</id><published>2004-12-31T08:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T13:15:48.213+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cheers, Tears and FearsCurrently Listening To :: Mr. Man :: Alicia Keys feat. Jimmy CozierSomeone said to me the other day that they couldn’t wait for 2004 to be over. It has been a tough year, but some have been doing it tougher than others. Personally, I’ve had a lot of ups and downs, but honestly, I can never say I’m completely glad to say goodbye to any year. Learning that time is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/110444685346299088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=110444685346299088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110444685346299088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110444685346299088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/12/cheers-tears-and-fears-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-110345337559957613</id><published>2004-12-19T19:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T09:17:28.620+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things I've LearnedCurrently Listening To :: Sunday Morning :: Maroon 5Back on deck from my recent trip to Singapore, Malaysia, and back to Singapore again, it's been a week since I re-touched back down in Sydney. In that time, I've had a lot of time battling post-holiday depression, trying to get myself back into work and, of course, catching up with friends and loved ones.But first, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/110345337559957613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=110345337559957613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110345337559957613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110345337559957613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/12/things-ive-learned-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-110147475417420254</id><published>2004-11-26T22:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T23:12:34.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Wide Open BlueCurrently Listening To :: Home :: Little BrotherI'm home on a Friday night, packing to head off to Malaysia via Singapore. Two weeks of no work, no phone calls, no share reports, no need to be operationally excellent for a while. Cool I hear you say. Noice you repeat, nodding in mutual agreement.While this seems ideal on one hand, I do feel like I'm flying into the arms of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/110147475417420254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=110147475417420254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110147475417420254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/110147475417420254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/11/wide-open-blue-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-109952865758539358</id><published>2004-11-04T10:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T10:55:43.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Public Service AnnoucementCurrently Listening To :: I Like That :: Houston feat. ChingyBreaking news is this public service announcement for the big "Not Another Asian Dance Party" this Saturday night."Dear friends,Due to an 11th hour managerial malfunction, our party on this saturday has been relocated to JACKSON'S ON GEORGE: 176 George Street Sydney (close to the Circular Quay end of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/109952865758539358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=109952865758539358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109952865758539358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109952865758539358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/11/public-service-annoucement-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-109868402993017545</id><published>2004-10-25T15:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T15:16:13.843+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My So-Called Boring LifeCurrently Listening To :: Last Call :: Kanye WestI read an article the other day that Australian twenty-somethings are settling down earlier, getting married earlier and investing in property earlier. Suddenly everyone wants to grow up. NOW. No longer are we hedonistic twenty-somethings frittering away our paycheques on wine, (wo)men and song, but we've seemingly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/109868402993017545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=109868402993017545' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109868402993017545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109868402993017545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-so-called-boring-life-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-109765901964003372</id><published>2004-10-13T18:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T20:57:56.836+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eau de GivaudanCurrently Listening To :: Ride Wit' You :: Joe ft. G-UnitWhat a strange week it's been...and it's only been midweek. You see what I mean?Biblically speaking, if you take the Sabbath as the start to the week, my week began with no chicken and no ice. While this may seem strange to you, the thought of going to a reputed Malaysian restaurant and there being no Chicken for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/109765901964003372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=109765901964003372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109765901964003372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109765901964003372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/10/eau-de-givaudan-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-109581996644669260</id><published>2004-09-28T01:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T00:20:47.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Post Hoc, Ergo Propter HocCurrently Listening :: O Caminho :: Bebel GilbertoAfter, therefore because of.Cause and Effect. Despite causality seeming to be quite logical, in this everyday scientist's world, things aren't checked by boundaries and infinte numbers. Allow me to elaborate with a simple hypothesis.Two friends of mine recently tied the knot in marriage, the first in my group of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/109581996644669260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=109581996644669260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109581996644669260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109581996644669260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/09/post-hoc-ergo-propter-hoc-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-109456256767149352</id><published>2004-09-07T22:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T23:09:27.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mid-Week Blues With A Weekend Silver LiningCurrently Listening To :: Never Let You Down :: Kanye West feat. Jay-Z &amp; J. IvyHow time drags when you have no email or internet access. Still, these past two days haven't been a complete waste; I can now juggle. While they say you learn something new everyday, this one took two. I blame it on the lack of sleep. Oh, and I can work Excel pretty well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/109456256767149352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=109456256767149352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109456256767149352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109456256767149352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/09/mid-week-blues-with-weekend-silver.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-109341751414270781</id><published>2004-08-25T17:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T14:19:30.373+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Sick, The Bad, And The Nasty (a.k.a. My Gold Coast Boyz Trip Re-Cap)Currently Listening To :: Reminiscing :: Madison AvenueAs I cough up a lung here, I can't believe that two of my mates' bucks weekend up at Surfer's Paradise is nothing but a memory. That and this fresh lung sitting in front of me.Taking my first day of Annual Leave since my trip to Indonesia:Singapore:Bali, the taste </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/109341751414270781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=109341751414270781' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109341751414270781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109341751414270781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/08/sick-bad-and-nasty.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-109266275403903448</id><published>2004-08-16T22:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T13:05:35.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Whole New World Currently Listening To :: Curbside Prophet (live) :: Jason MrazIt's been about 3 weeks since I started my new role at the Big U, and it's been an educational experience to say the least.Having taken a career interest in Shampoo and other HPC (that's Home and Personal Care) products, I can't even remember a time when I DIDN'T think about them. I also can't remember a time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/109266275403903448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=109266275403903448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109266275403903448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109266275403903448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/08/whole-new-world-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-109076289343937049</id><published>2004-07-25T22:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T23:41:33.440+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jackpot! Currently Listening To :: Yeah :: Usher feat. Ludacris and Lil' John Kev? Dre? We rocked it. For the third year running, Kev, Dre and I threw a free birthday bash, inviting everyone we know (and everyone they know too) for a night of dancing, drinking, and not-so-quite family oriented fun. By 11pm the Lottery was packed out, and the DJs were playing all the classic RnB jams. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/109076289343937049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=109076289343937049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109076289343937049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/109076289343937049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/07/jackpot-currently-listening-to-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-108798170946879708</id><published>2004-06-23T17:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T19:08:29.466+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks And More Thanks...Currently Listening To :: Feel It :: Erick Sermon5:20 pm, Friday afternoon, I got the call.Talk about leaving things to the last minute...but then again, izms wouldn't be izms if not for a lot of procrastination, followed by a mad rush in the end. So let's see...Marketing Assistant, Hair. Sure, it may not be the most masculine of categories, but put my name in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/108798170946879708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=108798170946879708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108798170946879708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108798170946879708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/06/thanks-and-more-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-108660891657265585</id><published>2004-06-07T20:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T23:33:45.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who You Calling Old??Currently Listening To :: World Filled With Love :: Craig DavidIt isn't even my birthday and the topic of age is coming up.Case in point. I had a vegetarian linguine for lunch on Sunday. My second drink on Saturday night at this bar was non-alcoholic, after which I proceeded to give up a night of clubbing for 2 hours in a karaoke booth. I slept at 10:30pm on Friday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/108660891657265585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=108660891657265585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108660891657265585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108660891657265585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/06/who-you-calling-old-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-108480055474954037</id><published>2004-05-17T22:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T23:34:34.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IntellecticiousCurrently Listening To :: Boom :: Royce Da 5'9"This was an actual advertisement run over the weekend in one of Sydney's Metro newspapers. While there's so much wrong yet so much right with cosmetic surgery, one read of this will either have you in stitches or banging on my (virtual) door for the number to ring up and abuse this drivel; just like reality TV, the choice is yours.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/108480055474954037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=108480055474954037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108480055474954037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108480055474954037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/05/intellecticious-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-108435514991172760</id><published>2004-05-12T19:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T22:59:13.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Plug and PlayCurrently Listening To :: All I Need Is You :: Guy SebastianWith the amount of driving that I do with my job, I get to spend a lot of time thinking in between stops (as well as stuffing my face with junk foods and singing at the top of my lungs). Important questions such as "What are some simple steps to saving the world?", "I wonder what it'd be like to hang out with Johnny Depp</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/108435514991172760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=108435514991172760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108435514991172760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108435514991172760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/05/plug-and-play-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-108339733565575028</id><published>2004-05-03T23:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T23:28:39.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With The Greatest Of EaseCurrently Listening To :: Show Me Your Soul :: P. Diddy, Lenny Kravitz and Pharell WilliamsYou have a man flying through the air suspended by a bondage-esque harness, stark naked except for a very painful looking leather cup covering his genitals. Screaming at the top of his lungs, he flew an arms-length above the crowd, flashing us with every swing of the rope, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/108339733565575028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=108339733565575028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108339733565575028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108339733565575028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/05/with-greatest-of-ease-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-108186728705356572</id><published>2004-04-14T00:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T00:46:51.610+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here Comes The Three, To The Two, To The OneCurrently Listening To :: The Remedy:: Jason MrazI wonder if women would find David Beckham so irresistable if they heard his voice all the time? Perhaps that's why he used text messages to do the woo-ing for him. God bless technology.I wonder when my love affair with writing will return; does everyone go through creative blocks, or am I just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/108186728705356572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=108186728705356572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108186728705356572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/108186728705356572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/04/here-comes-three-to-two-to-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107854209064537628</id><published>2004-03-06T13:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T22:19:48.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back to The WorldCurrently Listening To :: Sweet Child Of Mine :: Guns N' RosesBack in one piece after a week of more than 5 (though rarely more than 7) hours sleep, I'm sitting here wondering where the hell did my holiday go?? Two destinations in a week is pushing it; three in my opinion is just a little too adventurous. I felt like I was constantly coming and going without the enjoying bits</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107854209064537628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107854209064537628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107854209064537628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107854209064537628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/03/back-to-world-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107763069548142770</id><published>2004-02-24T23:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T23:53:36.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apa Kaba?Currently Listening To :: Ai Wo, Bie Zou (Love Me, Don't Go) :: Zhang Zhen YueJust a quick update...I'm here in Bali right now after a wild weekend in Singapore, some interesting experiences in Jakarta and now some fun in the sun in Bali! Well, it's probably not as glamourous as I'm making it out to be, but hell, I'm here, I'm having fun, and that's all that matters right now. It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107763069548142770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107763069548142770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107763069548142770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107763069548142770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/02/apa-kaba-currently-listening-to-ai-wo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107682163807914944</id><published>2004-02-15T15:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T23:41:37.700+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Qing Ren JieCurrently Listening To :: Incomplete :: SisqoI finally decided to do something about my horrible template and even worse choice of colour schemes in an attempt to metaphysically shake me up. After this weekend, I think I need it. Does the fact that it was Valentine's Day this weekend have anything to do with it? Probably not, but it sure wasn't helping things.I wonder if married</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107682163807914944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107682163807914944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107682163807914944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107682163807914944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/02/qing-ren-jie-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107649957506083616</id><published>2004-02-11T21:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T05:23:59.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right Hurr Currently Listening To :: Make Luv :: Room 5 feat. Oliver CheathamYou can find insight spending time in the strangest of places. A window-sill. A supermarket. Even the toilet. So it was no surprise that while eating fish and chips today with a co-worker (and with the weekends parking fine still fresh in my mind), it's funny to see how we humans are always to get something for free.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107649957506083616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107649957506083616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107649957506083616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107649957506083616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/02/right-hurr-currently-listening-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107611816684686489</id><published>2004-02-07T11:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T12:02:08.140+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday Night AffairCurrently Listening To :: Been Around The World :: Puff Daddy W/MaseSome may think that it's a little hedonistic to devote a post just to my Friday night activities, but to be honest, the weekend wouldn't be the weekend without the social scene on a Friday night with my friends. No matter whether your drink is a peach schnapps and cranberry juice or an ice cold beer, young </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107611816684686489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107611816684686489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107611816684686489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107611816684686489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/02/friday-night-affair-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107492117766369478</id><published>2004-01-24T15:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T17:05:19.640+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quality ControlCurrently Listening To :: Quiet Storm :: Smokey RobinsonI've procrastinated so long on this entry that it feels so out of place to me, but...After about six months with working for the "man", I've finally decided to put my hand up and start making some noise as to my future career progression within the company. Over a 2 hour breakfast with my manager, I basically spelt out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107492117766369478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107492117766369478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107492117766369478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107492117766369478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/01/quality-control-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107442729034559671</id><published>2004-01-18T22:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T23:25:49.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Desire To InspireCurrently Listening To :: Dwele :: Find A WayWhy does everything have to mean something to you? Can't some things just...be?Someone asked me this question a little while back, and to be honest, I was a little taken aback. Perhaps she was sick of me talking about how the cranes covering the Shanghai skyline to me are a symbol of growth and change in China, how just the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107442729034559671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107442729034559671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107442729034559671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107442729034559671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/01/desire-to-inspire-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107353861323540939</id><published>2004-01-08T15:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T23:05:00.920+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Murphy's LawCurrently Listening To :: Goin' Back To Cali :: Notorious B.I.G.I am a bit of a forgetful person. There, I admitted it. In fact, I'm probably forgetting to rant about something as I try to write this blog as fast as I can before the anger generating this stream of conscious writing begins to...um, where was I?Ah yes. Over these past few weeks I've managed to drop, break or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107353861323540939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107353861323540939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107353861323540939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107353861323540939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/01/murphys-law-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107309282783564454</id><published>2004-01-03T11:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T15:47:32.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The IznessCurrently Listening To :: Stoplayin :: MusiqLot's been goin' on, which sadly means a lack of time to think about my resolutions for the year. But to be honest, I think I've got a few nailed down already, so...baby steps, baby steps. But first a lil'-mini-recap.-------Melbourne is a cool city, but then I've always thought that. But as the green grass on the other side would have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107309282783564454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107309282783564454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107309282783564454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107309282783564454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2004/01/izness-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107224819570352274</id><published>2003-12-24T16:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T21:39:36.920+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Speed and Wiley WigginsCurrently Listening To :: Not Pretty Enough :: Kasey ChambersThis is an excerpt from Waking Life, one of my favourite movies of all time...thus far. I've been meaning to write something about this for a while, but since it's Christmas (which isn't the same as Xmas), I thought I'd give a little something to everyone to read over the break. Thanks to everyone who I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107224819570352274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107224819570352274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107224819570352274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107224819570352274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/12/speed-and-wiley-wiggins-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107140207771674167</id><published>2003-12-14T21:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T22:20:29.153+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Frangelico PancakeCurrently Listening To :: Breathe (Remix) :: Blu Cantrell feat. Sean PaulTake one shot of Frangelico, full to the top.Cut a slice of lemon and place over the shot, soaking the lemon slice in the process.Sprinkle sugar over the slice of lemon and into the shot.Fire up the shot with a lighter, match or anything handy. Blow out the flame before the lemon burns.Take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107140207771674167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107140207771674167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107140207771674167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107140207771674167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/12/frangelico-pancake-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-107019560207182507</id><published>2003-11-30T22:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T22:46:07.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MasayoCurrently Listening To :: By Your Side (Neptunes Remix) :: SadeDo you think I'd leave your side, baby? You know me better than that...Whenever I think of Taiwan, I can't help but get a little nostalgic. While I miss the days of partying and singing karaoke with strangers until wee hours of the morning, eating instant noodles with my friends on the roadside of our mountain-top hostel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/107019560207182507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=107019560207182507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107019560207182507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/107019560207182507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/11/masayo-currently-listening-to-by-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106948297656703861</id><published>2003-11-22T16:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T17:39:13.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Are You Clitorally Dependent?Currently Listening To :: Holiday Inn :: Chingy w/Ludacris &amp; Snoop DoggThat was an actual banner line from a recent women's magazine with Britney "Justin Timberlake is not well-endowed at all" Spears on the cover. While curious to find out exactly what the question meant, I was unfortunately thwarted by the 'sensible' sealed section, not to mention my own shy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106948297656703861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106948297656703861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106948297656703861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106948297656703861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/11/are-you-clitorally-dependent-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106846813806385570</id><published>2003-11-10T22:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T00:05:51.800+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's A Man's Man's World, BabyCurrently Listening To :: Bhangra Knights :: Bhangra Knights vs. HusanSydney Mardi Gras. Crossover appeal. Queer as Folk. Kylie Minogue. Metrosexuality. Ian Thorpe. Now, Queer Eye For The Straight Guy. It seems that everywhere you look, Queer Culture and femininity amongst men is becoming more and more prevelant.This all reminds me about how I felt when I first</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106846813806385570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106846813806385570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106846813806385570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106846813806385570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/11/its-mans-mans-world-baby-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106837643494430744</id><published>2003-11-09T21:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T22:26:36.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>C.R.E.A.M.Currently Listening To :: Money Don't Matter Tonight :: PrinceAfter a great weekend, here's some thoughts on some things that may or may not be related to said great weekend. Consistency is an overrated concept anyway. Most of the time.Looking at my archives, I used to base a lot more of my posts around music and the lyrics that go with it. Either the music I'm listening to is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106837643494430744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106837643494430744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106837643494430744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106837643494430744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/11/c.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106773924884221582</id><published>2003-11-02T12:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T17:17:35.606+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Off The Reel, On The RealCurrently Listening To :: Holly :: Henry ManciniThis week or so has been another rough and tiring one. I've been on a three day live-in training course on how to better understand people, their nuances and their needs, and once I know this information, how to use this in my favour to sell even more things to them (whether they need them or not is a different question)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106773924884221582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106773924884221582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106773924884221582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106773924884221582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/11/off-reel-on-real-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106682496158171422</id><published>2003-10-22T22:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T00:09:37.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here Is A Writer That Really MattersCurrently Listening To :: Midnight Maneuvers :: Little BrotherHe remained annoyed with himself until he realised that not knowing what he wanted was actually quite natural.We can never know what we want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come.Milan Kundera :- The Unbearable </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106682496158171422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106682496158171422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106682496158171422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106682496158171422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/10/here-is-writer-that-really-matters.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106596746311326558</id><published>2003-10-13T00:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T00:16:41.450+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CurrencyCurrently Listening To :: O.S.T. :: People Under The StairsOpening up my blog after a few day hiatus, I was shocked to see 12 messages; thanx to all the posters out there *grins*Let's see...where to begin? No one agrees with me? Well, it's probably because most of the posters aren't really answering the question. That, or I have to set tighter parameters; but where's the fun in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106596746311326558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106596746311326558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106596746311326558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106596746311326558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/10/currency-currently-listening-to-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106501116810180732</id><published>2003-10-01T22:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T12:44:31.420+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'd buy THAT for $10Currently Listening To :: Ghetto Heaven :: Common (9th Wonder Remix)This is at least a two-part post, so I'm trying to get some help here, some ideas here, so direction here. Much obliged...As a child, I would always look forward to getting pocket money from my parents. I can still remember being driven to junior school during the summertime, and getting 20c from my dad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106501116810180732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106501116810180732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106501116810180732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106501116810180732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/10/id-buy-that-for-10-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106474519259156253</id><published>2003-09-28T20:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T22:50:22.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SnippetsCurrently Listening To :: So Fabulous :: Little BrotherI've lost my insence holder, which means I now need to buy my own. So right now, I've got no where to light it up. Scents of Jasmine and Nag Champa remind me of late night cram sessions, trying to release stress at 3 am in the morning after my fingers couldn't type no more, my mind couldn't link facts no more, my body couldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106474519259156253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106474519259156253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106474519259156253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106474519259156253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/09/snippets-currently-listening-to-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106402404628957677</id><published>2003-09-20T12:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T14:05:03.883+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wanting What Everyone Else HasCurrently Listening To :: Express Yourself :: Charles Wright &amp; The Watts 103rd Rhythm BandTwo states of mind, both alike in conviction, In overcast Cerebrum, where I lay my mind,From everyday battles searching for some distinction,Where confused thoughts leave me in a confused bind.There is something that tugs are me, plays with me. It's like Mark Walhberg </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106402404628957677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106402404628957677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106402404628957677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106402404628957677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/09/wanting-what-everyone-else-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106354733348470366</id><published>2003-09-14T23:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T23:04:02.536+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Senseless SenselessnessCurrently Listening To :: Ni ShenMe Hui Dou Shuo Bu Qing Chu :: Jay ChouAt a club on Saturday night, I witnessed something I thought I had left back in my earlier clubbing days. A fight broke out in the place, and it basically involved one guy smashing a bottle over another guys head (who was apparently half drunk anyway), after which the attacker proceeded to kick the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106354733348470366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106354733348470366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106354733348470366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106354733348470366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/09/senseless-senselessness-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106291081956801003</id><published>2003-09-13T15:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T15:29:24.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Internationally Reknown, Locally AcceptedCurrently Listening To :: So Nice (Summer Samba) :: Bebel GilbertoFlicking through the Sunday Telegraph, I took a quick peak at the revamped "S" liftout in the paper. A collection of arts, film, fashion and gossip, there is plenty to browse through plenty of pretty pictures. Catching my eye was a picture of a 'good-looking' media student looking "sexy,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106291081956801003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106291081956801003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106291081956801003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106291081956801003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/09/internationally-reknown-locally.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106232148666727234</id><published>2003-08-31T19:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T22:57:37.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VoyagerCurrently Listening To :: A Long Walk :: Jill ScottI've been doing a lot of thinking lately, but not really any writing. What's up with that? I hear you ask. I'm not sure myself. Perhaps I've been really busy lately. Perhaps I just don't make enough time for myself these days. Perhaps life is good, and I'm too used to writing about the bad and not the good in my life. And I wonder why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106232148666727234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106232148666727234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106232148666727234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106232148666727234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/08/voyager-currently-listening-to-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106025983561807676</id><published>2003-08-07T22:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T22:37:15.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Singing To Myself Currently Listening To // Xing Qing (Starry Mood) // Jay ChouIn honour of Jay's new album release, I decided to dig into the archives and find the lyrics to this gem. While I was studying Chinese (especially in Taiwan), I loved to translate my favourite songs. I'd spend hours buried in my headphones and dictionary, slowly uncovering the loving, losing, longing and emotions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106025983561807676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106025983561807676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106025983561807676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106025983561807676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/08/singing-to-myself-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-106000094263932378</id><published>2003-08-04T22:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T23:42:51.210+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Words To Swear ByCurrently Listening To // Stuck // Stacie Orrico"Where there is trust, there is love."A question I seem to be asking with increasing frequency is "Do you trust him/her?" Whether it be a partner who is possibly straying or a situation where both parties just don't seem to be able to reveal true feelings, I've begun to appreciate how valuable a commodity trust is. Commodity</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/106000094263932378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=106000094263932378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106000094263932378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/106000094263932378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/08/words-to-swear-by-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-105955445253206629</id><published>2003-07-30T18:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T12:42:54.453+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Sweet SurrenderCurrently Listening To // Get Busy // Sean PaulWaking up this morning, I got out of bed and slowly made my way to the breakfast table. Rubbing my eyes, my focus settled on the big white box with the green dots on it, and at that moment I knew last night was no dream.I'd finally made the pilgramage. After dinner with friends last night, I threw out the idea of driving to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/105955445253206629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=105955445253206629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105955445253206629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105955445253206629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/07/my-sweet-surrender-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-105930553437766582</id><published>2003-07-27T21:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T18:38:47.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guess Who's Back?Currently Listening To // Guess Who's Back? // RakimAfter a long delay, I finally bit the bullet, dropped that cash and drove to pick up some parts and build something with blazing performance. So now no more modem issues, no more missing files, no more problems. Big thanks to Dom for building this bad boy for me.I felt like writing yesterday, but...nope, not right now. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/105930553437766582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=105930553437766582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105930553437766582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105930553437766582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/07/guess-whos-back-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-105902759380747489</id><published>2003-07-24T16:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T21:15:20.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brighter DayCurrently Listening To // Why Georgia // John MayerI can’t believe I’m doing this...by the time you read this, this will be an “old” blog. That is, I’ve probably written this at least a few days ago, but for the  fact that my computer is just not working, I can’t even blog this. Did that make any sense?I didn’t think so.So here I am, using a word processor to blog about my own</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/105902759380747489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=105902759380747489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105902759380747489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105902759380747489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/07/brighter-day-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-105835622205997331</id><published>2003-07-16T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T22:59:35.390+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Universal LawsCurrently Listening To // Cry Me A River // Justin TimberlakeBefore I get into anything, let me give a big shout out and thanks to all those people who sent me good wishes via email, sms and phone calls on Tuesday. I was away at a corporate retreat on Monday and Tuesday where I had no reception, and driving back into Optus-land, I recieved a flood of sms messages...I've never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/105835622205997331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=105835622205997331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105835622205997331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105835622205997331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/07/universal-laws-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-105771184252707602</id><published>2003-07-09T10:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T18:03:18.433+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who's Ready To Party?!?!Currently Listening To // I Do (Part 2) // Toya feat. Murphy LeeOnce again, my birthday has rolled around again, and in the fashion of last year's celebration, I'm having a big party with my friends Kevin and Dre to celebrate another year. Called The Nunnery, it'll be awnn for religious and heathen alike!The details come in two formats. Here is Ben's radio edit, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/105771184252707602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=105771184252707602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105771184252707602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105771184252707602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/07/whos-ready-to-party-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-105697980828274818</id><published>2003-06-30T23:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T14:15:17.633+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Can Breath Again...Currently Listening To // Jie Tuo (Release) // Zhang Hui Mei (A-Mei) Dear Kylie,I would like to inform you that I have decided to resign from my position as an account executive with Hall Chadwick Marketing Communications.The reason I am resigning is that I have been offered a different position with another firm, one more in line with my future career direction and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/105697980828274818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=105697980828274818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105697980828274818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105697980828274818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/06/i-can-breath-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-105555722564001643</id><published>2003-06-14T12:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T10:00:43.466+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Dream, You Dream, We All Dream Our Own DreamsCurrently Listening To // Unwell // Matchbox 20I had a dream...I dreamt I was in a rage, screaming, hitting and kicking someone on the ground in a dark alley, driving them further into the ground mercilessly as I struck out at the demons that I was trying to pin down...but when they finally rolled over, I saw myself bloodied on the ground. This</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/105555722564001643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=105555722564001643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105555722564001643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105555722564001643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/06/i-dream-you-dream-we-all-dream-our-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-105513175879583804</id><published>2003-06-09T14:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T15:49:29.703+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All Alone On A Monday Morning...Currently Listening To // Almost Doesn't Count // BrandyAlmost made you happy, babe, didn't I, didn't I?Imagine taking the last drag of your last cigarette, letting the pungent smoke swirl inside your lungs, and exhaling slowly, savouring each moment, mindful that what feels good now might just kill you later...Then imagine swallowing the last of your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/105513175879583804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=105513175879583804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105513175879583804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/105513175879583804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/06/all-alone-on-monday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-94895965</id><published>2003-05-26T23:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T15:54:18.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And Life Keeps Turning...Currently Listening To // Say Yes // FloetryMy life has taken a battering of late, as I'm sure most of you would have noticed. Like an autumn leaf blowing uncontrollably in invisible spirals of wind, it seems like I'm always subject to changes beyond my control. In ways, I hate this about myself, allowing myself to be so easily influenced by what's going on around me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/94895965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=94895965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/94895965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/94895965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/05/and-life-keeps-turning.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-94490323</id><published>2003-05-17T17:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T17:55:33.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Don't Know What Else To SayCurrently Listening To // Kai Bu Liao Kou (Can't Speak) // Zhou Jie Lun (Jay Chou) LiveWhat I hate about translating Chinese songs is that I can never get the meaning 100% right. Like a good friend said once, translation is like trying to kiss through a bedsheet;. you get a similar sensation, but the end result just isn't the same. How fitting, as this song </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/94490323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=94490323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/94490323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/94490323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-dont-know-what-else-to-say-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-94389370</id><published>2003-05-15T23:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T22:33:50.070+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm About To BreakCurrently Listening To // In The End // Linkin ParkIt starts with one...I've been meaning to blog for a while now, but been telling myself I've been too busy. When your life hits near rock bottom though, time just seems to appear. Priorities I always say...Oh, by the way, I like your tie...And with that, she was gone. After a near half an hour train ride, she walked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/94389370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=94389370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/94389370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/94389370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/05/im-about-to-break-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-94147563</id><published>2003-05-11T23:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T23:45:02.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Untitled SadnessCurrently Listening To // Kind Of Blue // Miles Davis"Usually the threat of death makes people more aware of their lives." : from Paolo Coelho's novel 'The Alchemist'.If you're healthy, living and breathing today, be thankful for your blessings.My deepest condolences to the entire Goh family...Rest In Peace Uncle Wally; you're in my prayers always.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/94147563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=94147563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/94147563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/94147563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/05/untitled-sadness-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-93334182</id><published>2003-04-27T17:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T23:04:50.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Frogs at the Bottom of the WellCurrently Listening To // Nocturnal Sunshine // Me'Shell Ndegeocello"If you eliminate the word 'tired' from your vocabulary, how can your mind comprehend what it does not even know is there?"In between sips of red wine before dinner, I listened as one of my uncles decided to impart some much appreciated knowledge on a nephew who must have looked tired and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/93334182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=93334182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/93334182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/93334182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/04/frogs-at-bottom-of-well-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-92825163</id><published>2003-04-18T16:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T13:55:12.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring CleaningCurrently Listening To // Come Close // Common feat. Mary J. BligePart of the fun with being messy is the possibilities of finding things you thought you had lost. While frustrating, it makes life just that little more surprising when you find what you thought you had lost all that time ago. Rummaging around my computer desk in an attempt to establish a semblance of order, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/92825163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=92825163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/92825163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/92825163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/04/spring-cleaning-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-92145325</id><published>2003-04-07T22:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T23:32:12.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The PassionCurrently Listening To :: A Woman's Worth :: Alicia KeysI went to uni this afternoon to pick up my academic dress for my graduation ceremony tomorrow. I still can't believe that I'm actually going to be one of those people in the black gowns, the back hats, with people in tow with (big) cameras. For so long, I've always wondered what it would be like to come from work, all suited </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/92145325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=92145325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/92145325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/92145325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/04/passion-currently-listening-to-womans.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172173.post-91154356</id><published>2003-03-22T10:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T15:20:34.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things Forgotten...RomantixCurrently Listening To  :: Bionix :: De La SoulInspired by this track, I'm about step into the vocal booth. Apologies in advance to Maseo, Jolicoeur and Posdnuos for the jacking of this neck-breaking beat...Cue intro(Spoken Word) Welcome to the second installment, ya'll know my name so we ain't gotta get into all of that, ya'll know the deal...This is Things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/feeds/91154356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172173&amp;postID=91154356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/91154356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172173/posts/default/91154356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izms.blogspot.com/2003/03/things-forgotten.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
