<?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-22477393</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:30:53.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mozza</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-116901983336506414</id><published>2007-01-16T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T23:43:53.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot in green</title><content type='html'>Hey all, i just wanted to say that i got into paramedics.  That's right i am studying to be the first person at the scene where there may be a  dead person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also just wanted to say a quick thanks to all who came to my 21st.  I had an awesome time.  And you guys know that you all mean something to me because i let you see me in a dress (i hope you all took it in while it lasted, as it won't be happening again any time soon, the dress i'm talking about, not the parties).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you will receive a thankyou letter soon for your great prezzies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must go netball is calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-116901983336506414?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116901983336506414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=116901983336506414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/116901983336506414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/116901983336506414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/hot-in-green.html' title='Hot in green'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-116435885065113728</id><published>2006-11-24T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:00:50.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A degree at 20</title><content type='html'>FUCK YEAH.  I have finished my degree, well almost, just have to type some summary thing up so pumped.  So i am going out next Thursday, if anyone interested you should come along.  My god what the hell do i do now.  Unlike Sam, i think i might stay with the sports science rehab thing well sort of, and try and get into paramedics.  Can you imagine Mon in an ambulance, that's right all you crazy drivers will have no choice but give way to me.  I will be the queen of the road.  First i have to pass a pshycological test, and apparently they ask questions like "what do you prefer science or art" and then i have to do a physical test, like holding a situp for 2 minutes.......SHIT that's going to hurt.   I better practice so i have abs of steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's me for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-116435885065113728?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116435885065113728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=116435885065113728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/116435885065113728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/116435885065113728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/degree-at-20.html' title='A degree at 20'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-114670454553461733</id><published>2006-05-03T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T18:02:25.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fitness - what is this word you speak of</title><content type='html'>Oh my, i am so unfit.  This morning (Thursday) at 8am i had to undertake an interval training session for my course, exercise prescription.  For those of you who do not know what this involves, i shall explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly we jogged 400m, sprint for 200 m (from one set of goal posts to the other round the outside of football field), walk back down the centre (this was repeated 3x).  Then 4 lots of 100m sprints, then 4 lots of 50 m sprint.  The aim was to keep your heart rate at around 170-180 bpm.  Mine was around 195, reaching 199 bpm at one stage.  My max heart rate is 200bpm.  I SUCK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just on a funny note, i went to the gym on tuesday and jogged for 10 minutes.  Thinking i could sprint the last 20 seconds, i decided to increase the treadmill speed to 16, unfortunatley i was rather buggered, and started to roll backwards off the treadmill, i had to hold on to the top of the machine to stay on it.  I looked like a dickhead, and there were quite a few people in at the time.  HOW EMBARRASING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting note for the guys and girls (something some may want to know, others not).  Women can have three orgasms:&lt;br /&gt;1) clitorial ( i hate that word)&lt;br /&gt;2) cervical wall&lt;br /&gt;3) vaginal wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Sox, PENII (only shauna will understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-114670454553461733?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114670454553461733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=114670454553461733' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114670454553461733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114670454553461733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/fitness-what-is-this-word-you-speak-of.html' title='fitness - what is this word you speak of'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-114593582746495536</id><published>2006-04-24T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T20:30:27.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck the colds</title><content type='html'>U know there i was in the holidays thinking i was so unlucky.  I came down with a cold right at the beginning, and before i could recover, bang, i get another one which leaded to a chest infection (so out come the antibiotics).  Anyway so i started to get really annoyed about it all on Wednesday and then Nick has a seizure. After this i didn't feel so bad. As some of you may already know my aunty has bladder cancer, and to add to that the medical professionals discovered that she now too has breast cancer (possibly both breasts).  So i would just like to say if you ever get a cold, or feel ill, deal with it.  There are so many people who are worse off than us.  This was a very random blog, but needed to get that off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do an assignment now, great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-114593582746495536?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114593582746495536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=114593582746495536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114593582746495536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114593582746495536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/04/fuck-colds.html' title='fuck the colds'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-114466254159694347</id><published>2006-04-10T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T02:49:01.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pub crawl, cheeky ass grabbing, and firm vaginas</title><content type='html'>ok i just have to say who ever didn't come to the pub crawl, you are all soft.  i mean here was a nyt that provided everything, cheap ass drinks, hot guys and hot girls.  Nick would probably agree with this considering his cheeky ass grabbing (that ass being my friend, Janelle's).  It's ok Nick, i don't mind, i'm not as protective as you.  anyway i had an awesome nyt, and for all who came, i think they would agree with me.  Sorry to Mel and Sam for giving you guys colds, drink sharing should not be allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way guys don't go to the palace (says Janelle), some lady went up to her and a guy (Todd), and said that they chicks there have firm vaginas.  Weird i know, i'm just the messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also for all those who have colds hit the Coudral, it seriously works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a last note i think we should have a pool competition again i will kick all your asses.  maybe not, but it could be fun to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all from me.  And someone write me a response, i'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-114466254159694347?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114466254159694347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=114466254159694347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114466254159694347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114466254159694347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/04/pub-crawl-cheeky-ass-grabbing-and-firm.html' title='pub crawl, cheeky ass grabbing, and firm vaginas'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-114380356787582019</id><published>2006-03-31T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T03:12:47.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>absolute crap - read only if  bored</title><content type='html'>Hi all, thought i would just tell you that i am now representing the under 21 mixed netball team for Stepney ICA.  I was playing Thursday nyt and a guy watched and asked me to play.  I'm excited, it's not that big a deal, but it will be fun.  As you can tell this is me bored, so i decided to write crap.  That's about the most exciting thing that has happened to me this week.  Other then the fact that a girl i work with got with the dude who sings "Gold-digger" (i can't spell his name - something West).&lt;br /&gt;OK, i'm going i want hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-114380356787582019?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114380356787582019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=114380356787582019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114380356787582019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114380356787582019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/03/absolute-crap-read-only-if-bored.html' title='absolute crap - read only if  bored'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-114282785095846886</id><published>2006-03-19T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T20:10:50.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pub crawl time</title><content type='html'>Ok all you potential alcoholics i would like you to join me on the Human Movement pub crawl on Sat April the 8th.  We start at 6 for a bbq at the exchange, then move on to the elephant, the Duke of York and end up at Jimmy Rowes ($1.00 shots and 2 red bull and vodka for $8.00).  This nyt is going to be awesome, and the more people the cheaper the drinks, so you all have to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t-shirt $15.00 (females have a choice of singlet or t-shirt, guys only the t-shirt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order and payment of the tops need to be in by April the 3rd (monday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please get back to me asap, on whether you want to come.  Msg me or tell Nick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-114282785095846886?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114282785095846886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=114282785095846886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114282785095846886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114282785095846886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/03/pub-crawl-time.html' title='pub crawl time'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-114221796488920708</id><published>2006-03-12T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T18:46:04.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a question.  What gives guys the right to grab or slap a chicks ass when out on the town?  To me it is just disgusting and rather scary, unless it is somone you know and comfortable with who is just playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out once again on Sat. My friend (Mel) and I were at the bar when ai guy walked past and grabbed my bum.  I thought it was this guy from uni, but it was some random.  It probably didn't help that i was wearing white shorts, but i think guys can look but they can't touch unless given the ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst expereince i ever had was when i was at PJ's on ladies nyt.  The place was packed.   I was on my way back to my friends after going to the toilet, and unfortunately for me i had to walk through a pack of guys, whom to their own pleasure decided to grab my bum (which for me was bad enough), but then one went for the front, that scared the shit out of me, i was pushing my way through by then.  I tried to get out but some guy grabbed my arm and wouldn't let go, so i turned around gave him the biggest death stare and yanked my arm away.  Anyway, after that i was left wondering "how many other girls have been in my position but unable to get out of it?"  I now always go to the toilet with a group of girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-114221796488920708?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114221796488920708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=114221796488920708' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114221796488920708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114221796488920708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/03/heres-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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-22477393.post-114160547222893606</id><published>2006-03-05T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T16:37:52.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaga bomb is the bomb</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to say that the best alcoholic drink is the jaga bomb.  This drink keeps you going and going, and i never get a hangover.  The first time i had it i got home at 9am, the next 5am and on the weekend that's just been, 6am.  Sam experienced his first jaga bomb that nyt, and i think he would strongly agree with me that this drink needs to be consumed on every outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brief blog, i know, but hey at least i wrote something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Emil sorry there is no swearing in this blog, there will be eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-114160547222893606?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114160547222893606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=114160547222893606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114160547222893606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114160547222893606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/03/jaga-bomb-is-bomb.html' title='Jaga bomb is the bomb'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-114058063183492166</id><published>2006-02-21T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:01:23.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>peanut butter and jam sandwhiches</title><content type='html'>So as i told you before i went to a sexual fantasy party on Sat. To be honest with you it was not that great. There were young crows players, all of which were quite nice to look at, and many hot females. I didn't drink too much, however, a nurse took me to her secret stash of scotch in the nexdoor neighbour's front garden. After that i was pretty tipsy. Most people left around 12, so it died early. I think the worst part was that all the girls were thin and hot, i was the biggest female that night, and made me feel quite crappy really. Two of the girls were rude to me, i went to talk to them and they stared at me as if to say "god, you're not really trying to talk to me, i mean look at you". After that i realised it really doesn't matter if you're hot or not, as soon as you discover what that person is like, their looks change dramatically. Those girls at the end of the night were ugly as. All my friends and family are hot as. The higlight of the night was that i got to eat a peanut and jam sandwhich which one of the crows dude made (Chad Gibbons), it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this makes much sense, if not just ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i haven't done much else, i have been jogging a lot lately, trying to get fit. I don't want to be the unfittest person in my uni course. Can you believe it i graduate this year, what the hell will i do after that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunatley i forgot to take picutres so you will all just have to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats it from me today, have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-114058063183492166?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114058063183492166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=114058063183492166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114058063183492166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/114058063183492166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/02/peanut-butter-and-jam-sandwhiches.html' title='peanut butter and jam sandwhiches'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22477393.post-113997338274561131</id><published>2006-02-14T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T19:16:22.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon has arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, as you can see i have decided to start a blog. To start it off i might as well bring up my adventure with my friend, Jan, to various porn shops yesterday.  We have a sexual fantasy dress part to go to on saturday, hence going to the porn shops to look for costumes (and that was it i swear, no naughty girls here).  Anyway, we were walking down hindley steet, and out of nowhere someone says "Do you remeber, us?" , we looked over and there is this P plate car with two gross, repulsive guys (we kept walking, trying to ignore them).  Then more shouting, " we fucked you last week, you were screaming all night long".  Of course this was not true, but unfortuanltely to bystanders we may have looked guilty, as we had just walked out of a porn shop.  Rather embarrasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway we found our outfits.  Jan is going as a librarian and myslef as a police woman.  We look a little skanky, i cna't even bend over wtihout my bum hanging out my lycra bodysuit.  I got a gun though (it's so awesome).  And Nick don't play with it, you'll break it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So i'll leave it that, and i'll tell you how it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22477393-113997338274561131?l=mozzahoogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/feeds/113997338274561131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22477393&amp;postID=113997338274561131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/113997338274561131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22477393/posts/default/113997338274561131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mozzahoogs.blogspot.com/2006/02/mon-has-arrived.html' title='mon has arrived'/><author><name>Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674112346384525034</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
