<?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-25534002</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:29:54.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MSlash&amp;PDot</title><subtitle type='html'>Like Joey to Friends only better, this is an unofficial spin off from the critically acclaimed blog masterpiece whenawomansfedup.co.uk..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25534002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MSlash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15699607750884393192</uri><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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25534002.post-114477603499750895</id><published>2006-04-11T17:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T18:20:36.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing what I do Dot, making big deals.....</title><content type='html'>Gotta admit that I've been kinda lazy not making an entry for at least 3 days now.. but enough about my sex life, back to the blog:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is confusing, I'm in Germany as I speak and making sense of blogger in German was hard, using a non querty keyboard even harder.. Also pretty hard not making any anti-german jokes what with being a) a lover of football (soccer) and B) a Brit.. However I remind myself that the www. is an international home and jokes, that could be construed as xenophobic should be avoided.. any I am a mixture of races myself, just ask NML, reference her blog and you'll see the phrase "blackest white man I know"!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the weekend then, that was interesting. Actually whilst being alcohol fuelled I also left time for a period of reflection. To be honest I spend at least 2 hours a day looking at my reflection, this time however it was a more internal reflection that I partook in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out absolutely nothing.. Seriously from the time I got in Sunday Morning until just gone midnight I sat on my sofa, watching movies, reading and erm... stroking the bone and tried analysing if I'm happy. Job. Check.. Home.. pretty much.. money.. never but is anyone?? comments on a postcard if you will. So it kinda left one thing to be thinking about.. Women!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been a myriad of romantic and not so romantic entaglements,  2 x engagements, ne night stands (too many to list) rebounds where I've promsed the earth just to make myself feel better nd I've just come out of a relationship that I thought could be "it".. Think about it 2 x engagements, the latest wasn't one of them.. So I have to have thought I was ready for commitment.  I went down to Waterstones (book store) and I looked for ages and I could not find a book to read that would tell me if I was ready.. Ok so I didnt expect to but you girls have books that offer solutions to everything. Us fella need some help. Oh and before you all chip in with the "all men are bastards and full of empty promises" routine. Let me tell you that is Bollox and heres why... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becasue we mean what we say at the time we really do.. We just cant decide to commit.. ITs not intentionally cruel, its just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta crack on as I,m on a time limit as on a hotel computer.. Before I do tho'  just gotta let you in to something that happened at work yesterday. BG ( cute work colleague) asked what the weather was like in Berlin (its where I am now) I replied "its 104 degrees as its on the coast"  she replied "wow I'm so jealous" or something of that like that !!  maybe you had to be there but it was damned funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has been written in double quick so apologies if its not the usual rollercoaster, also promise to get PDot on here asap, think hes got stage fright.. never bothered you in those shows in Amssterdam Dot.. Get on it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25534002-114477603499750895?l=mslashpdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/feeds/114477603499750895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25534002&amp;postID=114477603499750895&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25534002/posts/default/114477603499750895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25534002/posts/default/114477603499750895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/2006/04/doing-what-i-do-dot-making-big-deals.html' title='Doing what I do Dot, making big deals.....'/><author><name>MSlash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15699607750884393192</uri><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-25534002.post-114439610158489860</id><published>2006-04-07T08:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T12:45:36.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That Feeling.. You know the one...</title><content type='html'>Do you ever get that feeling that you're being followed? You know the hairs come up on the back of your neck, there is an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach? No.. Well me neither but I've always like stories that started off that way and this is my bit of the www. So I can do as I please thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a funny one, had the option of partaking in the standard Thursday night drinking session but for once the thought didn't resonate as a good thing to do. Instead I went home. Now for those of you that don't know, I live with an old mate who resembles Shrek from the movie of the same name. Hes recently found his Lady Shrek and as such has not ventured out of her flat for nearly a month now. Well done Shrek you might say. Me, well I could have done with his friendship in the last month due to the aforementioned break up and frankly I think that its a bit of a poor show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing my opinions (I'm not backward in coming forward) he curled into a little ball and acted like a giant baby. Being the more adult of the two of us I did the mature thing. Adult chat and politely but firmly put my point of view across. Well actually I went to my room, slammed my door and went to bed early.. come on!! we cant all be frickin saints can we!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New to this life of singledom I'm actually really rather traumatised every Friday morning. Faced with a weekend ahead when I get to decide what I do is a new, some would say exciting experience. Its a Friday morning, I'm almost touching cloth (sorry NML) and almost challenging myself not to spend the entire weekend drinking and watching football (soccer). Come on Slash you have the whole of London at your feet, a world centre of culture and full of amazing things to see and do, go to a museum, walk in regents park, lunch with mature friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats that Dot?.. boys night on Saturday, staying at yours? the missus away.. well it aint culture but sometimes the only cure to an almost broken heart and fear of the future is to enjoy the present. That is what I'm going to do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25534002-114439610158489860?l=mslashpdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/feeds/114439610158489860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25534002&amp;postID=114439610158489860&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25534002/posts/default/114439610158489860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25534002/posts/default/114439610158489860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/2006/04/that-feeling-you-know-one.html' title='That Feeling.. You know the one...'/><author><name>MSlash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15699607750884393192</uri><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25534002.post-114433117865689885</id><published>2006-04-06T14:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T14:47:19.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Throw me a frickin Bone will ya...</title><content type='html'>To give you guys a background of myself and the Dot would simply take too long, so we're not going to play catch up we'll just do a kind of flashbacky thing like those great 80's soaps as we go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sat here and I'm seriously thinking that NML is more excited about this Blog thing than me. Well I say me because I'm yet to tell the Dot that we are now blogging, I'm sure he'll be fine about it, that man has so many pearls of wisdom obtained through extensive experiance and growing up in the ghetto that not too share them with the world would be a travesty of the highest order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me I'm a complex individual, a bit like a bag of revels.. Sometimes I'll make you laugh with joy (malteser) sometimes I'll make you cringe (coffee) and sometimes, but very rarely I'll be anonymous (orange) Most of the time though I'm just a messed up kitten trying to get along in this big crazy world.. (sounds like a line from a dodgy American straight to DVD movie) Recently I've broken up with the Woman I thought was "it" now I'm thinking it was sh"it" but its all experiance as Dot would say. Doesn't make it any easier does it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with the ATeam in a large Publshing house keeps me in Vodka and fags but I dont know what the future holds.. recently moved to the big smoke to find fame and fortune.. now its fame fortune and love I'm after.. Its going to be quite a ride.. Get your ticket, board the train, join me for the journey!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25534002-114433117865689885?l=mslashpdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/feeds/114433117865689885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25534002&amp;postID=114433117865689885&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25534002/posts/default/114433117865689885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25534002/posts/default/114433117865689885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/2006/04/throw-me-frickin-bone-will-ya.html' title='Throw me a frickin Bone will ya...'/><author><name>MSlash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15699607750884393192</uri><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-25534002.post-114432914036994712</id><published>2006-04-06T14:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T14:12:20.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Its about flippin time</title><content type='html'>So.. due to popular request PDot and myself are launcing ourselves in to Blogdom.. Or whatever its called.. We'll be here to inform and to entertain and also to give a balanced view on the stranger half of the human race, Woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25534002-114432914036994712?l=mslashpdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/feeds/114432914036994712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25534002&amp;postID=114432914036994712&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25534002/posts/default/114432914036994712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25534002/posts/default/114432914036994712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mslashpdot.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-about-flippin-time.html' title='Its about flippin time'/><author><name>MSlash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15699607750884393192</uri><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></feed>
