<?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-6883024</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:46:48.586Z</updated><title type='text'>Born To Run</title><subtitle type='html'>Everybody's out on the run tonight, but there ain't no place left to hide</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-109561551122939549</id><published>2004-09-19T17:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-19T17:38:31.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the words of Sara; "Im officially a third year student" (well she said summat like that).... rejoice :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'll be spending the next week moping about West Street trying to get attractive young freshers to join the OTC... and getting paid for it...Isnt life harsh sometimes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-109561551122939549?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/109561551122939549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/109561551122939549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109561551122939549' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-109529723354912960</id><published>2004-09-16T01:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-16T01:19:30.176Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still waiting for my exam results....Im sure I start like in a few weeks, ah well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news; I bloody well hope I get paid today or I'm screwed. I've got like -£30 (thats 30 over my overdraft obviously) - I&lt;em&gt; should&lt;/em&gt; be getting a couple of hundred quid from my last Army stint of the summer, but theres bound to be some bloody mess-up leaving me literally penniless untill L-Day (loan) on the 27th. Thats assuming I'm going back to uni obviously.&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently attempting to sort out my room, I had kind of tidied it from when Nat came round the first time, since then its been semi-tidy in so far as everything was shoved in the cupboard, but now I need to get in there and hang my Army kit up...bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-109529723354912960?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/109529723354912960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/109529723354912960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109529723354912960' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-109442686401502240</id><published>2004-09-05T23:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-05T23:27:44.016Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm back...its been a while since I last posted - mainly due to various army duties over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Not really that much to update in all honesty..just finished watching American History X - good film..oh and its my birthday next week :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-109442686401502240?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/109442686401502240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/109442686401502240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109442686401502240' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108654797028132947</id><published>2004-06-06T18:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-06T18:52:50.283Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All gave some &lt;br /&gt;And some gave all &lt;br /&gt;Some came through for the red, white and blue, &lt;br /&gt;some had to fall, &lt;br /&gt;So if you ever think of me, &lt;br /&gt;think of all your liberties, &lt;br /&gt;and recall &lt;br /&gt;How some gave all &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108654797028132947?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108654797028132947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108654797028132947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108654797028132947' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108645361796697723</id><published>2004-06-05T16:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-05T16:40:17.966Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to corp last night (dear god why?) with John and some of his current flatmates, less said the better.&lt;br /&gt;Was woken up by a phone call from Rob today asking where my Kit was, told him, he couldnt find it so I had to go down to the barracks..where I discovered someone had already loaded mine up and mistake 84 for 89.. gah! So stayed for a few hours to load stuff onto the tonners. Shoving Webbing, Sleeping Bags, Day Sacks, Ponchos &amp; Bivvy Bags into a Bergan (repeat x1000) isnt really fun..&lt;br /&gt; Nice one England :d&lt;br /&gt;Going to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108645361796697723?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108645361796697723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108645361796697723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108645361796697723' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108631022988658068</id><published>2004-06-04T00:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-04T00:50:29.886Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got a message from Dave today, hes booked his ticket and hes back Monday. Says I better have summat planned...hmm, well, errr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today : Woke up in chair downstairs, with large headache, took some pills &amp; went back to bed. Got up, had shower, went to mums, put bin out, came home, went to see Major Hudson, he wasnt there. Came home, watched 24, watched NYPD Blue...played some uo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aint life fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108631022988658068?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108631022988658068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108631022988658068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108631022988658068' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108627904589704401</id><published>2004-06-03T16:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-03T16:10:45.896Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its time to get juuuuuuuuuuuuuicy! Or at least it was last night.&lt;br /&gt;Got loads of shit to buy before I go away next week, oh and find a dinner jacket..goodo !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108627904589704401?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108627904589704401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108627904589704401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108627904589704401' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108610102855577966</id><published>2004-06-01T14:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-01T14:43:48.556Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quick Pimp for Ed's site &lt;pimp&gt; http://www.puppetz.blogspot.com/ &lt;pimp&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108610102855577966?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108610102855577966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108610102855577966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108610102855577966' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108570460031446548</id><published>2004-05-28T00:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-28T00:36:40.313Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gah just noticed this does gay American dates...gay gay gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not long till I go away now \o/ good job really because Im pretty bored already to be honest. Oh and I cant wait to get away from that loser Leanne....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tye dye on sat wooot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108570460031446548?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108570460031446548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108570460031446548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108570460031446548' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108558704612571246</id><published>2004-05-26T15:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-26T15:57:26.126Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, waiting for exam board to get back to you isnt fun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108558704612571246?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108558704612571246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108558704612571246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108558704612571246' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108549743428980899</id><published>2004-05-25T15:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-25T15:03:54.290Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can I just say how much I fucking hate bittorent? My connection has been reduced to worse than  56k..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108549743428980899?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108549743428980899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108549743428980899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108549743428980899' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108540549736663187</id><published>2004-05-24T13:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-24T13:31:37.366Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, no reply from tutor about retaking yet :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108540549736663187?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108540549736663187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108540549736663187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108540549736663187' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108532351748909943</id><published>2004-05-23T14:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2004-05-23T14:45:17.490Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fook. I've managed to mess the template up nicely, had to go back to one of the 'vanilla' ones...bugger. Lost me comments too, but I've got all the info I need to get them back at least @:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108532351748909943?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108532351748909943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108532351748909943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108532351748909943' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108525440698090185</id><published>2004-05-22T19:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-22T19:33:26.980Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes well. I got lost, end of story.&lt;br /&gt;In other news :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I bought some doritos &amp; dip and got a free bottle of pepsi, result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Rob last night, got beaten several times at pool, then I beat him twice at snooker mwhahhaah. Then we went to scally underage kids central (Punchbowl / Mr Q's) and played some darts / pool. And we were in a lock-in..at like 11.05..how strange&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108525440698090185?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108525440698090185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108525440698090185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108525440698090185' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108497146805814687</id><published>2004-05-19T12:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-19T12:57:48.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, Wednesday, last exam tomorrow \o/ - Shame I'm going to fail it miserably but hey...&lt;br /&gt;Been bloody sunny all this week, spent a bit of time in the pool :D much fun was had, except when Chris dived in onto the dinghy...and promptly straight out the other side and down the rockery..ah well.&lt;br /&gt;Might go down to the barracks and fill in some pay sheets methinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108497146805814687?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108497146805814687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108497146805814687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108497146805814687' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108473031838735541</id><published>2004-05-16T17:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-16T17:58:38.386Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>er oops, need to update reguarly, busy period, lots of 'revising' etc :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 games unbeaten woo woo ! \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pop tarts last night when John, Chris and Nish :D much fun was had...great music (ghostbusters anyone? :D )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108473031838735541?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108473031838735541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108473031838735541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108473031838735541' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108420154434270714</id><published>2004-05-10T15:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-10T15:05:44.343Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Leek was fun, cept I broke the hammer in the "smash nails into the log in the mess game" and was "forced" to drink far too much Gin :E&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt have been Leek without rain and mist of course..wont bore you with details of what I did (section battle drillzzzzzzz etc)&lt;br /&gt; Last of the Mohicans was on last night, aint seen that in years...top film \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108420154434270714?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108420154434270714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108420154434270714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108420154434270714' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108387764414125004</id><published>2004-05-06T21:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-06T21:11:51.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>er, anyone that has any idea what happened to me last night..please tell me. I woke up covered in blood and my clothes were all ripped :E&lt;br /&gt; I have a VERY vauge memory of something to do with a thorn bush...but I have no idea what where how why.........&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrrrgh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108387764414125004?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108387764414125004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108387764414125004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108387764414125004' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108376550283770568</id><published>2004-05-05T13:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-05T14:02:47.513Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, dont need my uniform tonight apparently. Just outdoor stuff till camp, probably because its exam season. Off to Juice afterwards with John anyway. Whats with this crazy pissing it down one day, sunny the next weather at the moment? :E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108376550283770568?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108376550283770568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108376550283770568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108376550283770568' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108371056815636367</id><published>2004-05-04T22:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-04T22:46:35.513Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Pompey 1 - Arsenal 1...anyway pub quiz wooohoo. Got 39; best ever (or at least for a long time) Bloody recorder cost us £160 of drinking money too :'(&lt;br /&gt;I even did some revision today...amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108371056815636367?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108371056815636367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108371056815636367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108371056815636367' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108368405322061959</id><published>2004-05-04T15:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-04T15:24:47.496Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>End of May, our 1 Meg broadband will become 1.5 meg woohoo! Thanks to a war between NTL &amp; Blueyonder...this time the consumer seems to be the winner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108368405322061959?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108368405322061959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108368405322061959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108368405322061959' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108362802211872259</id><published>2004-05-03T23:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-03T23:51:08.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, went out and met Kenna / Deano in town for a bit. Saw some lads from uni, fun fun ;d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108362802211872259?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108362802211872259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108362802211872259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108362802211872259' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883024.post-108354332432895157</id><published>2004-05-03T00:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-03T00:19:46.076Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, well... &lt;br /&gt;Not sure why I even decided to sign up, guess its a 'trendy' net thing to do ;d&lt;br /&gt; Although its probably got more to do with the fact that my beloved harlemrain.com has gone (temp.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont expect the complete works of Shakespear to come pouring out of my mouth, because Shakespear sucks..mwhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6883024-108354332432895157?l=born-to-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108354332432895157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883024/posts/default/108354332432895157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://born-to-run.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108354332432895157' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08757719720877826283</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></entry></feed>
