<?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-6610657880608607787</id><updated>2012-01-26T00:07:01.428+13:00</updated><category term='Italian'/><category term='Easy'/><category term='Yum'/><category term='English'/><category term='Pickles'/><category term='Family'/><category term='ABBA'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='panasonic'/><category term='Shelter'/><category term='canon'/><category term='Go Girls'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Rainbows End'/><category term='Batman'/><category term='Jay Brannan'/><category term='Work Crush'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='home'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='Poker'/><category term='Crush'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Drag'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='Weight loss'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Past'/><category term='Winning'/><category term='Money'/><category term='Alcohol'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Dominic Cooper'/><category term='Everybody'/><category term='Joker'/><category term='Adam Bouska'/><category term='21st'/><category term='Anti-gay'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Eyes'/><category term='Chronicles'/><category term='Huge weekend'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Gay Flick'/><category term='seven months'/><category term='Coming Out'/><category term='auckland'/><category term='JB'/><category term='Radio'/><category term='All Growed Up'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='party'/><category term='Roller Coaster'/><category term='Photo Blog'/><category term='Bumper Boats'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Chicken Satay'/><category term='Plug'/><category term='Kerin'/><category term='Heath Ledger'/><category term='Dark Knight'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Mamma Mia'/><category term='Amanda Seyfried'/><category term='Damaged Car'/><category term='NoH8'/><category term='Jesse McCartney'/><category term='Amazing'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Musical'/><category term='Hot'/><category term='Long Distance'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Boys'/><category term='Outrageous Fortune'/><category term='Premier'/><category term='Prequel'/><category term='Cam'/><title type='text'>Second Chapter</title><subtitle type='html'>New City, New People, New Experiences. The Next Chapter of the Journey that is My Life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-2362700067048914880</id><published>2009-03-14T19:03:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:13:37.131+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Growed Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesse McCartney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><title type='text'>Boy Talkin': Jesse McCartney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jessemac.com.au/img/main_top_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.jessemac.com.au/img/main_top_5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://innerjoejoe.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/jesse-mccartney-shirtless-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 269px;" src="http://innerjoejoe.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/jesse-mccartney-shirtless-03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtJDqTTyYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9cNe1F7hUoM/s1600-h/jessemccartney03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtJDqTTyYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9cNe1F7hUoM/s320/jessemccartney03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312920512657344898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! When did this boy turn from cute to HOT!? If you havent seen his two latest video clips I recommend you jump over to youtube right now and check him out because he has turned up the hotness! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a bib!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtJDdjEsmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AX0Zhc7bE1E/s1600-h/jessemccartney02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtJDdjEsmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AX0Zhc7bE1E/s320/jessemccartney02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312920509233803874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtJDDjNsII/AAAAAAAAAHM/jt3GfSpbFyw/s1600-h/jessemccartney01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtJDDjNsII/AAAAAAAAAHM/jt3GfSpbFyw/s320/jessemccartney01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312920502255071362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYMDXK9ZpxQ"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zY_3fJ63CeM&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-2362700067048914880?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2362700067048914880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=2362700067048914880&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/2362700067048914880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/2362700067048914880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/boy-talkin-jesse-mccartney.html' title='Boy Talkin&apos;: Jesse McCartney'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtJDqTTyYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9cNe1F7hUoM/s72-c/jessemccartney03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-4557964150050726466</id><published>2009-03-14T18:22:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:40:13.700+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21st'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Past, Present and Future: And the count down begins!</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's only two weeks left until my big birthday bash! After a very quick dash to get the thing organised, its finally all in place, people are receiving their invites all over New Zealand, and I'm getting RSVP's from everyone I wanted to be there! Even one of my cousins from Aussie is popping over for the weekend! Which is awesome as! TWENTY ONE! Wow! Lol, Im gonna be an old queen before I know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtBGG2laLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9JlrbiN8u8k/s1600-h/pretty01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtBGG2laLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9JlrbiN8u8k/s320/pretty01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312911758588209330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, Im not doing a Yardie, which seems to be a bit of a NZ 21st Tradition, so Im gonna attempt 21 shots in 21 minutes, haha, key word being attempt! It surely will be an eventful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially to have mum and dad (divorced for two years) in the same room and mixing in some alcohol. Is it bad that Im looking forward to the family drama? It's probably because, having lived in the city for nine months now, and being away from the drama, it'll be nice to get a whack of home, and I mean a WHACK! When drama goes down in my family... it GOES down! Im just lucky all of my dads siblings wont be there, that'll be a whole other drama! So watch this space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtBFnwXyZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/e9JLkH8cGCg/s1600-h/hoody02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtBFnwXyZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/e9JLkH8cGCg/s320/hoody02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312911750240651666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another thing is Cam will be meeting pretty much everyone in one night, all of my co-workers, almost my entire family... poor guy! But hes big enough and gorgeous enough to handle it. Thing about being a Westie is he reminds me of home, being from a small town, hes nice'n rough around the edges, how I like em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my flatmate is in the mood to watch musicals! So I shall go and join her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-4557964150050726466?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4557964150050726466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=4557964150050726466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/4557964150050726466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/4557964150050726466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/past-present-and-future-and-count-down.html' title='Past, Present and Future: And the count down begins!'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbtBGG2laLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9JlrbiN8u8k/s72-c/pretty01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-6070023545802987230</id><published>2009-03-11T15:17:00.006+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:03:19.009+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NoH8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auckland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panasonic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam Bouska'/><title type='text'>Picture Post: Seven Months</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some photos that I've taken over the last seven months, whether its on the Panasonic G1 or the Canon 450D (both borrowed from work) or on my compact Panasonic TZ15, I love taking photos, heres just a few of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311752711564811250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbci8sOJ2_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/ou8cZr2HUO0/s320/IMG_1196+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Auckland City- &lt;a href="http://www.canon.co.nz/"&gt;450D&lt;/a&gt;- Taken from North Shore just under the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbcm6hOt_FI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sh_Fwnrkjwg/s1600-h/P1020972+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757072301161554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbcm6hOt_FI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sh_Fwnrkjwg/s320/P1020972+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Omapere Wharf- &lt;a href="http://www.panasonic.co.nz/"&gt;Lumix LZ7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbcjcNya_XI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sBKkHYadEQA/s1600-h/P1000875+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311753253151243634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbcjcNya_XI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sBKkHYadEQA/s320/P1000875+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just outside of Awakino- &lt;a href="http://www.panasonic.co.nz/"&gt;Lumix G1 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbcjcJJQ7RI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zsrShmWnfN0/s1600-h/P1000319+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311753251904875794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbcjcJJQ7RI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zsrShmWnfN0/s320/P1000319+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mums letterbox (the yellow one)- &lt;a href="http://www.panasonic.co.nz/"&gt;Lumix G1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbci8x16eDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/d7hf_z8xn48/s1600-h/P1000298+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311752713073752114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbci8x16eDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/d7hf_z8xn48/s320/P1000298+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mums Garden- &lt;a href="http://www.panasonic.co.nz/"&gt;Lumix G1 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757068534008082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbcm6TMjyRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/h_MTdtKDHlk/s320/IMG_0003+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Colour Accent-&lt;a href="http://www.canon.co.nz/"&gt; Canon 80IS&lt;/a&gt;- Rotorua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbci89ueVgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dMjOiqA7P8w/s1600-h/P1000640+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311752716263773698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbci89ueVgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dMjOiqA7P8w/s320/P1000640+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view from my deck- &lt;a href="http://www.panasonic.co.nz/"&gt;Lumix TZ15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbci8v_94gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WOM1A3Ikr_Q/s1600-h/P1010511+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311752712579047938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbci8v_94gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WOM1A3Ikr_Q/s320/P1010511+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Auckland City- Taken from Milford- &lt;a href="http://www.panasonic.co.nz/"&gt;Lumix TZ15 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757365187428674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbcnLkUPwUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xg4sE6BmITY/s320/noh8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bouska.net/"&gt;Adam Bouska&lt;/a&gt;'s photography protest against Prop 8... I decided to join in on the campaign, so heres two from my own shoot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757073923954242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbcm6nRn1kI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2I0ZGaaQ6Jk/s320/P1010808+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757074521487010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbcm6pgFdqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZwEv0wLy6wk/s320/P1010819+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kinda effed up the white balance in that second photo... oops. But I still like it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Photos are owned by me, cause I took them... please dont steal them without my permission!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-6070023545802987230?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6070023545802987230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=6070023545802987230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6070023545802987230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6070023545802987230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/picture-post-seven-months.html' title='Picture Post: Seven Months'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbci8sOJ2_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/ou8cZr2HUO0/s72-c/IMG_1196+(Medium).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-3699290485401883413</id><published>2009-03-11T12:36:00.007+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:00:55.754+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everybody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Blog'/><title type='text'>My Life: Starring...</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided, to put faces to names! Here, in no particular order, the characters that make up my life, the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb5yQ-EbcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1Y6hKCqQJuE/s1600-h/usatfomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb5yQ-EbcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1Y6hKCqQJuE/s320/usatfomo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311707452474158530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this is my Auckland family. Up the top is obviously me. To the left in the pink is Merissa, to the right, shirtless, is Kerin and down the bottom is Mellise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb8JiaBlkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ver9YN1RCvc/s1600-h/P1010536+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb8JiaBlkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ver9YN1RCvc/s320/P1010536+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311710051315062338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Mum, and me, before I moved up to Auckland (March 08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb8Jm4vrOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gPUXf82XDIo/s1600-h/DSCF3498+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb8Jm4vrOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gPUXf82XDIo/s320/DSCF3498+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311710052517653730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is an old one of Dad, but he very much still looks the same. (Yes, I'm a quarter Maori)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb8vHbD2FI/AAAAAAAAAFE/obBlXqpEMU8/s1600-h/P1010204+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb8vHbD2FI/AAAAAAAAAFE/obBlXqpEMU8/s320/P1010204+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311710696906676306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of the three of my sisters, left is Toria and on the right is Toni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb9Irl7OdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ohn21m0EKNg/s1600-h/P1000438+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb9Irl7OdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ohn21m0EKNg/s320/P1000438+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311711136112654802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, two of three of my sisters, this time introducing Renee on the left, then Toria again, and myself.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb6dL3PttI/AAAAAAAAAEs/h8FYvlH0iA8/s1600-h/P1020831+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb6dL3PttI/AAAAAAAAAEs/h8FYvlH0iA8/s320/P1020831+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311708189837735634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Introducing Tegan, hugging Kerin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb6dHv6NlI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JuhwJAIb76I/s1600-h/P1020819+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb6dHv6NlI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JuhwJAIb76I/s320/P1020819+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311708188733224530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merissa and Teresa... bestfriends and totally gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb5yrRfU3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/yVHaPDbHeVI/s1600-h/mekerinmatty02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb5yrRfU3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/yVHaPDbHeVI/s320/mekerinmatty02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311707459534934898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay Bragade: Me, Kerin and introducing Matty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb8vO8DJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/GQ3yxqcUXWI/s1600-h/tz15+naki+%2838%29+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb8vO8DJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/GQ3yxqcUXWI/s320/tz15+naki+%2838%29+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311710698924091282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My gang from back home, introducing, Maree, Me, Rose and Tania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You'll probably notice that Im missing a certain somebody... but I dont really have any pictures of him yet, but I will work on that :P. Otherwise, these are all the players in my game of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-3699290485401883413?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3699290485401883413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=3699290485401883413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/3699290485401883413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/3699290485401883413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-life-starring.html' title='My Life: Starring...'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/Sbb5yQ-EbcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1Y6hKCqQJuE/s72-c/usatfomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-5304205704672670200</id><published>2009-03-10T23:38:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:17:32.815+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>Boy Chronicles: Seven Months in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbZD2vvY-0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/-Bs91DoYCig/s1600-h/lick01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbZD2vvY-0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/-Bs91DoYCig/s320/lick01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311507418337311554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a lot has happened over the last seven months on the boy front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Kerin, 20yo, twinky and into drag. Now, FYI, Kerin lasted one month! lol... but Mellise and him clicked, and it kinda forced us into a friendship, which I love. Our relationship is ten times stronger as friends as it ever could be as an item. So Im sure you will hear about Kerin as we hang out with him and go clubbing with him alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a minor guy between Kerin and my current beau, but he's not really worth mentioning.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbZD2S7EZ0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/hrN5Z5MoToI/s1600-h/kiss11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbZD2S7EZ0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/hrN5Z5MoToI/s320/kiss11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311507410601666370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insert Cameron. 31yo, maori, and totally goregous! Now, its fresh and still pretty hot from the oven, but I really like this guy!&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you a bit of back story to how this came about. Now back in January I discovered Cam on &lt;a href="http://www.nzdating.com/"&gt;NZdating&lt;/a&gt; and we sent each other a few emails, followed by a few txts but that was about it. We both went on our merry ways. At the same time I was digging into another boy who I thought I was pretty keen on. Long story short, I decided to cut it off with this guy because, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;, I wasnt that into him, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;, if I was gonna be with a guy, I wanted fireworks, and there wasnt any, and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; C&lt;/span&gt;, I just wanted to screw around. Funnily enough, the same day I decided to call it off with this guy, Cam sends me a pxt out of the blue. Heres a guy, that I havent spoken to for just under two months, and he sends me a picture of himself. So obviously this sparked up conversation. Now to be completely honest, it started out entirely about sex. But it slowly turned to civil conversation about each other. I became interested. So we decided to meet. Four days later. lol. Now obviously it went well, and its going well. Though we are not officially an item, we are exclusive. And if you don't know what that means, it means, we're only sleeping with each other, and are not interested in anyone else! We're taking it slowly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats pretty much it for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-5304205704672670200?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5304205704672670200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=5304205704672670200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/5304205704672670200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/5304205704672670200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/boy-chronicles-seven-months-in-review.html' title='Boy Chronicles: Seven Months in Review'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbZD2vvY-0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/-Bs91DoYCig/s72-c/lick01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-7273521361086498155</id><published>2009-03-10T23:16:00.006+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:30:44.846+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seven months'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><title type='text'>Past, Present and Future: Seven Months, another 4kg and a pending 21st</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbY_JKSBheI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BrMysO9mTB0/s1600-h/surfer01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbY_JKSBheI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BrMysO9mTB0/s320/surfer01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311502237141403106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I tell you it has been the longest time! And sooooooo much has happened over the last seven months. Its funny looking back at the blogs I wrote when I first moved up here, the things that were going through my head. Very funny. Especially one guy. Do you remember &lt;a href="http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/boy-chronicles-new-crush.html"&gt;Work Crush&lt;/a&gt;? Well, he is now a pretty good mate of mine. In December we got a new Customer Services person at work, Merissa. Now, Merissa and I hit it off and are best of friends now, and funnily enough, she flats with said boy. I had completely forgotten about my crush on him until I read the blog tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have decided, because I frequent so many blogspot blogs, that I need to regular my own and update it more frequently, even at all! lol. And I even have stuff to say on the boy front, as their currently is a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of my blogs pointed out that I had lost seven kilos from only being up here in two months, well at this point in time Im currently 76... so that means Ive lost another four kilos... dont know where its gone... its pretty crazy, but that would be a total of just under 12kilos lost, which is insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbY-pjGSXMI/AAAAAAAAADk/eCgBAPEGy_Y/s1600-h/boardies01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbY-pjGSXMI/AAAAAAAAADk/eCgBAPEGy_Y/s320/boardies01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311501694047247554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, because I havent blogged since August (or whenever it was), I completely missed summer, so Ive left you all some juicy boys with a very beachy theme! Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on another note... Im 21 in 19 days time... big party! Cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-7273521361086498155?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7273521361086498155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=7273521361086498155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/7273521361086498155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/7273521361086498155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/past-present-and-future-seven-months.html' title='Past, Present and Future: Seven Months, another 4kg and a pending 21st'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SbY_JKSBheI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BrMysO9mTB0/s72-c/surfer01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-8878508863410387279</id><published>2008-08-03T18:49:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:12:37.459+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mamma Mia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dominic Cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amanda Seyfried'/><title type='text'>Entertainment Plug: Mamma Mia!</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went to the movies again last night (third time in the last two weeks after a three month dry patch) and went to see Mamma Mia! and OMG, its fantastic! The opening scene had me turning to Mellise and saying "I LOVE THIS MOVIE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/01/17/mamma-mia-streep-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/01/17/mamma-mia-streep-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, growing up with a mother who adores the song "Dancing Queen," yes, I probably know too many lyrics to the ABBA Gold soundtrack, translating to knowing the songs in this movie. But, this is not the only reason as to why I enjoyed this movie. Firstly, Im a sucker for a good musical, gay stereotype, check! Secondly, the cast! It has a fantastic cast of ladies leading the way. Im not even going to mention the guys yet. Lets start with the two leads, Meryl Streep and Amanda Seyfried, are both beautiful singers and are adorable in their roles. Seyfried (who you may know from the first season of Veronica Mars playing Lily the dead best friend), plays Sophie, a twenty-year-old bride-to-be with no clue who her father is, and in an effort to find out, she contacts three possibles and invites them all to her wedding. Seyfried has an amazing singing voice and you will fall in love with her throughout the movie, seriously, gay or straight! She is such a sweetheart and I hope to see her in more upcoming films! And hopefully she'll sing again someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposite Seyfried, is Mr Dominic Cooper (which you may remember from the film and stageshow, The History Boys) who plays Sky, Sophies husband-to-be, is totally gorgeous and just wait till he takes his shirt off! The boy can sing and act, hes pretty much perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.broadwayworld.com/upload/30008/sophie-and-sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.broadwayworld.com/upload/30008/sophie-and-sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sky and Sophie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The song sequence of "Lay All Your Love On Me" is breathe taking, and blood-pumpingly yummy! Seyfried shows her potential with the high notes and Cooper chases her around the beach with an unbuttoned shirt, seriously one of the hottest scenes in cinema!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The movie features all of your favourite ABBA hits, "Dancing Queen" "Money, Money, Money" "Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie" "SOS" "Take a Chance on Me" "Chiquitita" and more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just to warn you as well, you may want to take tissues! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This movie is fun fun fun and you must all go and see it right now! Now! NOW! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then go and buy the soundtrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go with the Flow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-8878508863410387279?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8878508863410387279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=8878508863410387279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/8878508863410387279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/8878508863410387279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/08/entertainment-plug-mamma-mia.html' title='Entertainment Plug: Mamma Mia!'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-4640836533714214482</id><published>2008-07-30T23:33:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:58:37.560+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gay Flick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Entertainment Plug: Shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this film has been long awaited and this afternoon, Andy delivered the good news and told me that it had arrived (I got it imported from the CD and DVD Store), so I went round this afternoon and picked it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ichatgay.com/img_blog/1130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was definately worth the wait. Though I was worried about the film for a little while there after reading a few reviews about the main actors acting, Im the sort of person that can keep an open mind and make my own decisions on that regard. The acting is fine, though it isnt Oscar worthy, it is still very much watchable and convincing. The storyline is great and the movie really comes from a genuine place and has a true feel of family, which I love, as it hits close to home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the moment the movie starts it grabs hold of your heart and doesnt let go, this movie is truely sweet and you will fall in love with it. Especially the scene when leads Sean and Zach kiss for the first time. It isnt your typical Hollywood kiss, and the scene plays out so naturally and I applaud the writers and the actors for a job well done. Seriously, this scene I could watch on repeat all day long!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228772894702825666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SJBVPpfz8MI/AAAAAAAAACY/f3M5OQy5R_I/s400/shelter01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im not going to ruin any of the movie for you guys, all I will tell you is that it was worth the wait and seriously the best gay flick I have seen to date!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go with the flow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-4640836533714214482?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4640836533714214482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=4640836533714214482&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/4640836533714214482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/4640836533714214482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/entertainment-plug-shelter.html' title='Entertainment Plug: Shelter'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SJBVPpfz8MI/AAAAAAAAACY/f3M5OQy5R_I/s72-c/shelter01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-6948303129246234247</id><published>2008-07-29T20:36:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:50:58.897+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicken Satay'/><title type='text'>Food, Glorious Food: Chicken Satay</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I have always been a big fan of Chicken Satay! Whether it was on a pizza, with chicken, or even just with rice, Im all for it. Now, if your ever in Mairangi Bay go to &lt;a href="http://www.picklescafe.co.nz/"&gt;Pickles on Apollo&lt;/a&gt;, and try there main Chicken Satay dish, it IS to die for! Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No I have never ever in my life had Satay at home, from a jar or made from scratch, and the other day I was craving for it. So I google searched for a recipe, and I found one. (Which can be found &lt;a href="http://www.healthyfood.co.nz/recipes/2007/november/hfg-chicken-satay"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). So I decided to cook it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh my gawd! I will never need to return to Pickles again! lol. This recipe is devine! The satay was smooth and delicious, it was the right amount of spicy and the right amount of peanut butter. The meal was gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you have a spare thirty minutes to get this meal made from start to serving, I suggest you give it a go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Heres the final product of my meal, I decided to add green capsicum to the kebabs, because we had them in the fridge, in hindsight, red capsicum would have been better because of the lack of overall colour the meal presents, either that or a fresh side salad with carrot and tomatoes would have brightened up the dish! Though our dinner plates help with the lack of colour :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228355230685254530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SI7ZYZyM04I/AAAAAAAAACQ/58UPY9N9b2M/s400/P1020894+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Cooking!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-6948303129246234247?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6948303129246234247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=6948303129246234247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6948303129246234247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6948303129246234247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/food-glorious-food-chicken-satay.html' title='Food, Glorious Food: Chicken Satay'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SI7ZYZyM04I/AAAAAAAAACQ/58UPY9N9b2M/s72-c/P1020894+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-8621769494677741964</id><published>2008-07-24T18:26:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:36:43.774+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dark Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Premier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heath Ledger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batman'/><title type='text'>Entertainment Plug: The Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, me and the Flatmate went to the Midnight screening of THE DARK KNIGHT last night and wow, I tell you. This movie grabs you by the balls and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie really is for the boys, and boys at heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had read a few reviews and how the movie was received on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; before I went and I took the criticism on board and went to the movie with an open mind. One review had stated that the entire movie was like a continuing cliffhanger and had the viewers leave the cinema exhausted rather than invigorated and inspired. Well i tell you, I left the cinema wanting more! The two and a half hours of complete action from go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wo&lt;/span&gt; was amazing. The visuals, the fight scenes, the humour, the darkness, everything was amazing, I could not find a flaw in the movie anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.ugo.com/images/uploads/the-dark-knight-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.ugo.com/images/uploads/the-dark-knight-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Mr Ledger, I went into the movie not expecting an overly "amazing" performance from him, thinking that everyone had just been talking him up because of his passing, but I was wrong. The mans performance is nothing short of brilliant. His completely evil and psychotic take on the Joker is spine tingling. He's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;humorous&lt;/span&gt;, evil, sadistic, just plain crazy. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; until an hour into the movie where I actually seen "Heath" under all the makeup. The voice and the overall look is nothing like Heath at all. I also had a moment during one of his scenes when I thought, "Wow, this guy is an amazing actor, and this is the last movie he will ever do"&lt;br /&gt;I never was a huge fan of this guy, but I applaud him for his part in the Dark Knight and hope he gets the Oscar for it. He will be missed by many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the cast are also brilliant. Bale returning as Batman is obviously the best to date, with no real comparison to Keaton, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kilmer&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Clooney&lt;/span&gt;, as this Sequel is clearly in a league of its own. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gyllenhaal&lt;/span&gt; replaces Katie Holmes shoes very nicely, and takes on the role of Rachel Dawes very well and true to Holmes take.&lt;br /&gt;Freeman, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Caine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Oldman&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Eckhart&lt;/span&gt; create an amazing supporting team and are a pleasure to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is clearly all about the action and moving the storyline forward rather than the minor details. There are moments throughout the film where the movie could have slowed down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dwell&lt;/span&gt; on a few events, but they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;. It does kinda feel like 4hours of script jammed into 2hrs of film, but still very satisfying. This is not a stab at the film. It does its job as an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;adrenaline&lt;/span&gt; ride for the boys! Its visually stunning, the sound effects are scary at times and the storyline will impress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://astolath.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/darkknight.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and see it! NOW! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;KTHANXBYE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This post was bought to you by the word "Amazing")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-8621769494677741964?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8621769494677741964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=8621769494677741964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/8621769494677741964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/8621769494677741964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/entertainment-plug-dark-knight.html' title='Entertainment Plug: The Dark Knight'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-6586462921955501755</id><published>2008-07-21T18:45:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:59:07.322+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work Crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><title type='text'>Boy Chronicles: Update</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont get too excited for me, theres not really too much to update, lol, but there is a few things I want to say in this department.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, &lt;a href="http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/boy-chronicles-new-crush.html"&gt;Work Crush&lt;/a&gt;, has gone and done something completely left field, he's died his hair gold blonde, so maybe the boy isnt as straight as I had originally thought. But still, with my lacking in confidence, nothing will come of it, because I still can't be 100% sure. I know... shhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, &lt;a href="http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-present-and-future-about-boy.html"&gt;JB&lt;/a&gt; came up and stayed on the weekend, it was good to catch up with him, but didnt get to spend too much time with him because I was working all weekend, which was a bummer. Nothing really to tell here either, so this is really just a quick, pointless update! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall leave you with another double picture of Kevin Gould! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o141/mikeellisstrikesagain/guys/KevinGould06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-6586462921955501755?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6586462921955501755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=6586462921955501755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6586462921955501755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6586462921955501755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/boy-chronicles-update.html' title='Boy Chronicles: Update'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o141/mikeellisstrikesagain/guys/th_KevinGould06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-1981292728883570101</id><published>2008-07-21T18:30:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:45:32.657+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Damaged Car'/><title type='text'>Past, Present and Future: 2 Months, 7kg and $2000</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I have officially now been an Aucklander for two months (and four days), having moved up here on the 17th of May. I can not believe how quickly this time has gone, and yet how time is moving so slowly, because of the amount of stuff I have done in the past nine weeks. From having my temp job, to getting my current full time job, to seeing High School Musical on Ice, to going to Rainbows End, to partying till 5am multiple times and going through two cycles of a cold (one that Im in the middle of now). Also, another thing that has resulted in my first two months in the city is that Ive lost 7kg. Now Im not too sure how exactly I feel about that at this point in time. When I moved up I was around the 88kg mark, as of two hours ago Im 80.6kg, so yea... watch this space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, took my fender bender down to get its warrant last weekend and it failed, because the tail lights are smashed, which I knew was going to happen. My warrant was due, so I decided, Id go get that done, then they can tell me everything thats wrong with it, then I can go and get it all fixed at once. WELL, maybe that wont happen. Got a quote from three different panel beaters to get my bumper fixed from when I reversed into the brick wall &lt;a href="http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-present-and-future-new-job-poker.html"&gt;last month&lt;/a&gt;. Well, those quotes have come back, from the cheapest at $1900, to the dearest at $2100, so it's going to cost at least two grand! I dont have insurance on my car, which is silly, but when you cant exactly afford the premiums at the age of 20, because boy racers around New Zealand have given us guys under 25 a bad name! So that doesnt exactly make me a happy little camper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To put a smile on my face, and yours, heres Kevin Gould! Whatta spunk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o141/mikeellisstrikesagain/guys/KevinGould05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go with the flow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-1981292728883570101?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1981292728883570101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=1981292728883570101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/1981292728883570101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/1981292728883570101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/past-present-and-future-2-months-7kg.html' title='Past, Present and Future: 2 Months, 7kg and $2000'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o141/mikeellisstrikesagain/guys/th_KevinGould05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-6680151097133356813</id><published>2008-07-12T18:16:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:27:01.991+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><title type='text'>Boy Chronicles: A New Crush</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Ive been in my new job for about three weeks now, and having a new work place, with new people, its enevitable that there was going to be an attraction there to someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My work is filled with a nice handful of attractive guys, and girls for that matter, but one guy has caught my eye. I won't name names, because sadly this can only be a crush as my gaydar doesnt go off with him (not that my gaydar works that well anyway) but Ive convinced myself that he is straight and out of bounds. Hes about 25ish and has the most gorgeous eyes! I have a thing for guys with dark hair and features and light coloured eyes, whether they be blue or green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy isnt traditionally "hot" but he has a genuine look about him and I get lost in his eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I sparked up a conversation with him, which was kewl, he seems really nice and easy to get along with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um, thats all I have to share on this front, Im sure nothing will come of it. But who knows? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres a photo of Jake Gyllenhaal, who is blessed with the features that makes me swoon! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z188/rich23434565/550x600_jake_gyllenhaal_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-6680151097133356813?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6680151097133356813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=6680151097133356813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6680151097133356813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6680151097133356813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/boy-chronicles-new-crush.html' title='Boy Chronicles: A New Crush'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-6094346114508393908</id><published>2008-07-08T14:42:00.011+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:25:00.529+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bumper Boats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbows End'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roller Coaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Past, Present and Future: Family, Rainbows and a Quiet Week In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the past week has been pretty uneventful, just work and sleep, really. So nothing too exciting to share on that front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLYBxDaGDI/AAAAAAAAABY/vn_h47accgg/s1600-h/P1020789+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220472442934925362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLYBxDaGDI/AAAAAAAAABY/vn_h47accgg/s200/P1020789+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, I did get the buzz to cook something. So I rocked on down to our local supermarket and got the ingredients for an "&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Asparagus-Chicken-and-Pecan-Pasta/Detail.aspx"&gt;Asparagus and Chicken Penne&lt;/a&gt;" but because my flatmate isn't in to asparagus, I added broccoli as well. The result was really nice, though it was an interesting experience making it. The photo to the left is the final result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Otherwise, my sister and brother-in-law (Renee and Richard) came down on Sunday to pick up his daughter from the Airport on Monday. So we had the big dinner in &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLWiCuIHvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7TXkBFA4FmM/s1600-h/newyorktaxi+(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220470798410063602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLWiCuIHvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7TXkBFA4FmM/s200/newyorktaxi+(Large).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on Sunday night, thanks to the cooking skills of my flatmate who put together a beautiful roast lamb for us! After dinner, we had a few drinks and I made my famous cocktail, "New York Taxi". We drunk and shared stories all night, when Mellise suggested we play a game. So I whipped out the "&lt;a href="http://www.drumondpark.com/rapidough/index.php"&gt;Rapidough&lt;/a&gt;" and we played that a couple of times, and had alot of laughs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Monday, I had to work, so while Renee and Richard spent the day at a Mall, they picked up Jess at 4pm and I finally got out of work at 6ish and meet them for tea in Manukau at 7. We stayed at a motel in Manukau and this morning we went to New Zealands one and only theme park, Rainbows End!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLaBub_gPI/AAAAAAAAABo/YXzdVpclUxo/s1600-h/P1020847+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220474641255989490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLaBub_gPI/AAAAAAAAABo/YXzdVpclUxo/s320/P1020847+(Large).JPG" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we got through the gates at opening time at 10am, the sun was up and the sky was beautifully clear, but being winter, it was freezing cold. So we did pretty much every ride there. Jess had a blast, it was her first time there. In fact, Renee had a blast too, oh hell, we all had a blast. It definately brought out the little kid in all of us. I even won Jess a toy monkey at the Shooting Range! Also, there was a new show at the Motion Master, it was a 3-D Movie of Spongebob! It was really really cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its a bit of a short post, but I really don't have much to say, I have heaps of photos from today, so I'll let them speak for themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220475725455164546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLbA1ZOBII/AAAAAAAAABw/t1l5GHpaRfo/s320/P1020798+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Richard at the shooting range&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220476152807451378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLbZtZ8avI/AAAAAAAAAB4/OF5b2B-VSQA/s320/P1020814+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Renee and I on the Log Flume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220477801297846642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLc5qgroXI/AAAAAAAAACA/WVcYuvcPkeI/s320/P1020834+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Roller Coaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220477806532609186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLc5-AvxKI/AAAAAAAAACI/IULyjXzEWCc/s320/P1020837+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason why I spent most of the afternoon with a wet butt! Thats me in the red and black tee! :) Then its Richard in the middle and Jess to the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Go with the flow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-6094346114508393908?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6094346114508393908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=6094346114508393908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6094346114508393908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6094346114508393908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/past-present-and-future-family-rainbows.html' title='Past, Present and Future: Family, Rainbows and a Quiet Week In'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SHLYBxDaGDI/AAAAAAAAABY/vn_h47accgg/s72-c/P1020789+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-6543669219162305564</id><published>2008-07-03T22:46:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:42:17.187+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay Brannan'/><title type='text'>Entertainment Plug: Jay Brannan</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to those who haven't met this guy, its about time you did. He is an AMAZING independant singer/songwriter/musician/producer/record label/A&amp;amp;R/and actor, an amazing guy in short. He has &lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2288/1602140864_298a44bac9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="166" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2288/1602140864_298a44bac9.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a beautiful voice and an awesome talent on the guitar. He has just released his debut solo album, Goddamned, and I can't wait to get it. Though its only available currently through his website, which requires a Credit Card and could be messy, it is coming out in stores at some stage. So I will get Andy from the CD and DVD Store to import it for me! No Credit Required!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may also recognise this guy (or his penis) from the independant film Shortbus... which is a very raw movie based on very real sexual activities portrayed by very real people. Brannan, who is gay in real life, has a sex scene with two other guys. The movie follows a group of New Yorkers who are struggling with life and sex in their own different ways all come together at a place called Shortbus, a bar to express yourself sexually. Brannan even gets to sing and play guitar in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His music is also used in the upcoming Indie Film, Holding Trevor! Watch out for this movie too! Looks awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the plug:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jaybrannan.com/"&gt;Official Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/jaybrannan"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs you NEED to listen to is HOUSEWIFE, HALF-BOYFRIEND, LOWER MY GUN, in fact BUY THE CD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch a collection of his videos in the side bar&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go with the flow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-6543669219162305564?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6543669219162305564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=6543669219162305564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6543669219162305564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6543669219162305564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/entertainment-plug-jay-brannan.html' title='Entertainment Plug: Jay Brannan'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-9038345661228789048</id><published>2008-06-29T18:34:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:04:57.783+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huge weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Past, Present and Future: Italians, Drag Queens and an English Pub</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, what a weekend! So I started my new job last week and worked three shifts, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, then my weekend was Thursday, Friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Thursday I went and got my haircut, bought a couple of new ties for work and a few other things, so it was a nice productive day. Thursday night, Mellise and I decided to go out on the Shore, so we tried Reservoire, got there and it was busy, but quiet. So we ordered a cocktail and sat down to drink it. Before we had reached the bottom of our glass, the bar had transformed into a night club and dancing began. It wasnt too much of a late night, which was good as I don't think I was prepared for the weekend that followed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday afternoon, one of my best girl friends (we shall call her Tulip) from home was coming up with three of her mates to go and see Priscilla Queen of the Desert at the Civic in the city. So we met them when they finally arrived at about five (I think, it was so long ago). So we went to their motel and sat around eating cheese and crackers &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/94/217119375_f928fb0115_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/217119375_f928fb0115_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the ladies drunk wine. After many funny conversations we decided to walk up the street to have dinner. Now, we were a bit spoilt for choice. Hells Pizza, Thai, Italian, Turkish Kebabs, in short walking distance, so we paced the streets and decided on Italian. Now, we approached the door, as it swung open and our introduction was a yelling Italian man, I have no idea what he was saying, but it sure was different. So we all huddled inside the foyer from the freezing of outside and Tulip asked if they had a table for nine people. Now if you were keeping score, theres only six of us, Mellise and myself, and Tulip and three of her friends. The guys, all authentic Italians, replied, "No" After we finally convinced them that Tulip is a smart ass and theres actually only six of us, they squeezed us in the corner. Insert very attractive Italian waiter, I seriously swooned when I saw him. And everyone agreed, he was gorgeous. So the ladies decided it was their mission to pretty much set me up with him. By the end of the night, after a two course meal and Sambuca shot to compliment, they had found out his name, his girlfriends name and even had asked him if I stood a chance, his response was "Maybe in my next life" He was completely sweet about the situation and I think he was a bit chuffed with it too.&lt;a href="http://www.viewauckland.co.nz/upload/ginas160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="149" alt="" src="http://www.viewauckland.co.nz/upload/ginas160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entire experience of dinner is hard to explain, it was amzing. The atmosphere of this tiny restaurant is warm and welcoming and so very entertaining. If you are in the city of Auckland, you must go to Gina's Pizza and Pasta Bar in Newton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after dinner we returned to the Motel and had a few drinks and I had mentioned &lt;a href="http://www.blurtit.com/var/group/images/g/g8/g83/g830/featured_g830890_alarm%20clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="225" alt="" src="http://www.blurtit.com/var/group/images/g/g8/g83/g830/featured_g830890_alarm%20clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Drag show that they do down at Family every Friday night at 1am-ish. Tulip and one of her other friends was keen to go down and watch it. So at midnight we went down to Family and waited. Now, if you get me in a dance bar, whether Im drunk or sober, I dance. And dance I did. The drag show came and went as I danced and danced. Tulip and her friend left at 3:30. And I still continued dancing. Mellise and I finally got home at 4:50am and I had to be at work at 8am! Well that didnt quite happen to plan. Stumbled into work at 8:40, not too bad considering my alarm didnt even go off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thekiwiholiday.com/img/restaurants/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand" height="109" alt="" src="http://www.thekiwiholiday.com/img/restaurants/41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after work Saturday, which I survived, Tulip text me and said that the show was AMAZING! And I text back and asked her where she was. They were at a pub in the city about to have dinner. So obviously we joined them, at Danny Doolans. Had dinner and listened to some guy playing his guitar. After we finished our meals, I had Toad in a Hole, very nice, we moved on to a couple of bars and had a drink. The ladies began to fade away so we were back at the motel by 11, which was good for me because I didnt want to be late to work again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got home at midnight and got to work on time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go with the flow!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-9038345661228789048?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/9038345661228789048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=9038345661228789048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/9038345661228789048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/9038345661228789048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-present-and-future-italians-drag.html' title='Past, Present and Future: Italians, Drag Queens and an English Pub'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-2290596532648186896</id><published>2008-06-23T23:14:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:34:28.666+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Damaged Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poker'/><title type='text'>Past, Present and Future: New Job, Poker and a Fender Bender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I started my new job today! Was a very good day, the people are great (most of them) and I'm picking it all up pretty well (I think). My manager is great, easy going, straight up, and totally gorgeous (there maybe lines to read between here, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) The day went super quick, which is always good in a new job. I mean, considering the amount of nothing I did at times, it still went fast. Had training after work, so that was free pizza and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pepsi&lt;/span&gt;, while listening to a guy talk about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;iMac's&lt;/span&gt;, very interesting, considering I know nothing about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Training finished at about 7, which gave me half hour to get home and then shoot down to Poker, which for the first time, we actually turned up early for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really good night, ended up with 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Place, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; not too bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.connectseward.org/shs/da1/probAll/period2/bdani/probProject/texas%20hold%20em%20cards%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://www.connectseward.org/shs/da1/probAll/period2/bdani/probProject/texas%20hold%20em%20cards%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you've picked my mood, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think you would've, considering, its not overly translating into my text, however, the fact that I'm uninspired to type a long blog is because, after three and a half hours of Poker and ONLY three drinks, I reversed into a brick wall. Yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;c'mon&lt;/span&gt;, there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; even another car involved. I reversed into a stationary object! Sadly, the wall came out better off. So, let me paint the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.in.gov/indot/files/Fender_Bender-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="172" alt="" src="http://www.in.gov/indot/files/Fender_Bender-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way out of the Bar, I started telling my flatmate a story. The story was put on hold as I got into the car and as she did the same. Now, the car was reverse parked on a hill. So to get out of the park, all I had to do was put the car in "Drive" and then accelerate forward. So my story continued as I whacked the car into gear. Now, fearing that the car may move backwards when I took my foot off the break, I over accelerated to get us up the hill, before hitting the wall. BUT, and yes, you guessed it. After parking the car up a driveway for a year and having to put it into reverse every time I got into it, old habits clearly die hard (not saying that I put my car directly into reverse every time I get in it though, I mean there are many factors which contributed to it). The car went hurtling into the wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; all I shall say! As I need to sleep it off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go with the flow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-2290596532648186896?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2290596532648186896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=2290596532648186896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/2290596532648186896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/2290596532648186896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-present-and-future-new-job-poker.html' title='Past, Present and Future: New Job, Poker and a Fender Bender'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-2190995637085830585</id><published>2008-06-17T16:55:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:24:29.758+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Past, Present and Future: TV, Radio and to be a Murderer</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before I start, I want you all to know, I had a very good day, despite what you will read at the end of this post, I had a good day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was a very interesting day. As I said in a previous post, South Pacific Pictures are currently filming a new TV series called "Go Girls" and that they were filming a scene at my work today. When we arrived at work today we were struck by about ten truck and trailers and a few caravans parked outside work and along the street. Work was overrun with film crew and the cast for the new series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after I started work I got a phone call from the guy down at Harvey Norman and they want to have an interview with me, which will take place tomorrow morning at 9:30, so I will update you on how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.tvnz.co.nz/tvnz_images/tv2/programmes/shortland_street/angela_b_directing_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" height="109" alt="" src="http://images.tvnz.co.nz/tvnz_images/tv2/programmes/shortland_street/angela_b_directing_c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, during smoko, one of the bosses at work asked us if we wanted to go downstairs and watch them do a shot. I was totally keen. So I went down and they shoved me in a corner where I wouldn't be in the way and watched the shot on the monitors. It was all very quick and intriguing, but I had to get back to work. Also got to see Angela Bloomfield, she was directing, man shes tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were finished filming by lunch time, which was stink, 'cause I was going to grab a few photos, but I missed out on that opportunity. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun went on into the afternoon while I was listening to &lt;a href="http://www.classichits.co.nz/"&gt;Classic Hits&lt;/a&gt;, Jason Reeves was doing his thing when he asked a TXT question "How much will the winner win on the series, "NEW ZEALANDS GOT TALENT"? So I sent my SMS and turned my phone onto loud so if I won, I'd hear the call. Anyway, moments later, my phone rings and its, no second guesses, Jase from the radio station. My answer of $100,000 was the first correct answer and I had won, "what?" I hear you ask. Some DVD that he said would be good to give to a special woman in my life. LOL so yea. But, still, I won something off the radio, too cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q314/honewatson/anti-gay-protesters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="287" alt="" src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q314/honewatson/anti-gay-protesters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now to cover the Murderer section of this blog. I was talking to a co-worker today who I work with right next to him, and have done for the passed three weeks, for 8hours a day, five days a week, so we talk about alot of things. Today, religion came up, he (we shall call him Mark) is a religious person, goes to church and does all that thing, me, Im an Atheist, but I have an open mind, but still, I dont believe everything thats written in a book. Anyway, I told him I didnt want to go into the Creation/Evolution debate and he was cool with that, but the conversation still went into beliefs and Christianity. I asked him alot of questions, "Sex before marraige?" "Drugs and Alcohol?" and the most obvious question "Whats your Churches view on Gays and Lesbians?" and Mark went on to answer something along these lines,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its a sin. It is no different to the sins of a murderer or a rapist. How can they say it's something they're born with when God doesn't make people murderers at birth, its a choice, its a sin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this obviously got my blood boiling, but I had asked the question and I was prepared for the answer. I really did it more for the entertainment of the answer. I don't care what his church thinks, it doesn't change me at all. I love who I am and thats all that matters (for the record, he clearly does not know Im gay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, thats that! Sadly my opinion on Mark as a person has changed now that I know this small piece of information, but thats fine, everyone is entitled to their own opinions, and I will make sure that I "macho" it up around him 'cause I sure as hell don't want him preaching to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go with the flow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-2190995637085830585?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2190995637085830585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=2190995637085830585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/2190995637085830585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/2190995637085830585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-present-and-future-tv-radio-and-to.html' title='Past, Present and Future: TV, Radio and to be a Murderer'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-6667364637367348142</id><published>2008-06-16T18:28:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:16:32.562+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Distance'/><title type='text'>Boy Chronicles: About a Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://singlemomseeking.com/pblog/images/Long_distance_relationship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://singlemomseeking.com/pblog/images/Long_distance_relationship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Guys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I want to introduce you all to my bestfriend, due to closet issues, we will call him JB (which refers to Jim Beam, my spirit of choice). Now, JB and I have known each other for a long time, but only just started hanging out about seven months ago. We pretty much spent every weekend together and had a blast. He knew the entire time that I was gay. Now a month before I moved to Auckland, he decided to tell me, and I quote "I like boys too"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed up talking ALL night, about anything and everything, I obviously accepted him, I mean, why wouldnt I? I respected him for telling me, but wondered why he took so long to tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He went home about 2am-ish and then came back around the next day which is when we kissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided, that still with the knowledge that I was leaving, we would make the most of our final month together and just enjoy it. Which we did and it was great. Seriously, it was GREAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "relationship" is over, but the friendship is stronger than ever, which I love, but I cant help but feel, that if I start seeing someone, that I'd be cheating on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We knew when we went into it that we never wanted to try the long distance thing. Maybe everything happened the way it was suppose to? Maybe the one month we had together was to push our friendship that much closer and hold it there and only there. I dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is mine and JB's story is very much still being scribed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go with the flow guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-6667364637367348142?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6667364637367348142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=6667364637367348142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6667364637367348142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/6667364637367348142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-present-and-future-about-boy.html' title='Boy Chronicles: About a Boy'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-1274553187366845170</id><published>2008-06-16T17:16:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T17:40:00.843+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outrageous Fortune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Entertainment Plug: Go Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PULLING THE PLUG ON EVERYTHING ENTERTAINING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The guys and gals down at &lt;a href="http://www.spp.co.nz/default,613.spp"&gt;South Pacific Pictures&lt;/a&gt; and writers from Outrageous Fortune and Mercy Peak have come together to create a new primetime TV series. Go Girls (rumoured to also be titled Shore Girls) follows the lives of three twenty-something females from the North Shore, they vow that in one years time, the three of them will turn their lives around and become, rich, famous and married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Click on the link for SPP for more details above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another thing is the girls have a very good friend Kevin, played by the very spunky, Jay Ryan-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="204" alt="" src="http://seapatrol.ninemsn.com.au/img/cast/large_jay2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another very cool thing, is the guys are filming down at my work in Albany. They've turned our foyer and boardroom into what is rumoured to be a radio station. Heres a couple of pictures I got of the "Office" location which they set up in our boardroom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212349089621450146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFX74Xw3naI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wZL-U_0f_KY/s320/Photo-0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212349083256739042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFX74ADZ1OI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xNDI5NAXz94/s320/Photo-0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I was told by my source that the series will air on TV2 in September 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&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/6610657880608607787-1274553187366845170?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1274553187366845170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=1274553187366845170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/1274553187366845170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/1274553187366845170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/entertainment-plug-go-girls.html' title='Entertainment Plug: Go Girls'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFX74Xw3naI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wZL-U_0f_KY/s72-c/Photo-0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-1618604133069833641</id><published>2008-06-15T19:41:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:07:45.178+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coming Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past'/><title type='text'>Past, Present and Future: Coming Out</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who has come out, has a story, this is mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mid 2006, me and my girlfriend and a couple of our mates were hanging out in my room, drinking and playing Buzz. The night was pretty uneventful until my girlfriend bought up the "gay' topic. Something I've lived with my entire life is bullying! For as long as I can remember of school, I was the subject of bullying, so words like "gay" and "fag" etc don't overly phase me much nowadays. Anyway, she asked me if I was interested in guys, and at the time, with me not being ready to come out, denied it. She had said that all of her friends were mocking her for being a fag hag, some friends aye? And that they were telling her that I was gay and we shouldnt be together. After everyone went home, her and I continued texting each other and I told her I was Bi. She loved it. For her, to have a boyfriend who also liked guys was a novelty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this got the ball rolling. This gave me the courage to tell my sister and bestfriend, Toria. But I couldn't say it to her face, but I wanted to. I asked her if it was okay if I told her something HUGE through a text and she said, whatever I was comfortable with. So I sent her an SMS and told her I was Bi. During this conversation, it was the first and last time I cried over it. My sister fully supported me, which gave me the confidence to tell more and more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few months I told more and more of my close friends, coming out as Bi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then December 2006 I met a guy. I went to my sister for advice and asked her what I should do. My decision was to either:&lt;br /&gt;-Come out to my parents and then pursue this guy, or&lt;br /&gt;-Pursue this guy and then come out to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to tell my parents first. It was a couple of days after christmas when I decided to do it. I got home from work and I was lingering around mum and dad all afternoon. They could tell something was up and I told them I wanted to tell them something. My nerves on a scale of one to ten were sitting at 40! They begin to guess what I wanted to tell them, which was more frustrating, and because all of their guesses were completely off the mark I began to giggle, uncontrollably, it was combination of nerves and frustration. Frustration because I couldnt say three simple words "I AM GAY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up talking the easy way out and told them that I was Bi. After they had attempted to guess everything under the sun, Dad said that he knew what it was, and I said, "What do you reckon it is?" and he says "You're gay" and I quickly countered with "Im Bi"&lt;br /&gt;To me personally, it was me chickening out. I knew I was gay and that there was no chance of me ever happily marrying some girl and playing happy families. But it was easier for me. But at the same time, I gave them false hopes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mum was shocked, more so than Dad, which surprised me. I gave them a few hours to come to terms with it and then returned to the room they were in. Then came the questions, which I was completely happy with and was expecting.&lt;br /&gt;The biggest question and the one Im sure we will all get asked is "How do you know?"&lt;br /&gt;My answer was this: "You just do. How does someone know that they like dogs over cats? They just know. Its something deep down inside that tells you this is who you are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, my coming out story has been a positive experience. I was lucky enough to have a completely supportive and loving family and I am yet to have a bad experience (I've had minor bad experiences but nothing too grand).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can take from my story that not all coming out stories are as bad as you will first think. I had convinced myself years ago that me coming out will devestate everyone I know and love and that they will reject me and kick me to the curb. I was completely wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-1618604133069833641?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1618604133069833641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=1618604133069833641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/1618604133069833641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/1618604133069833641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-present-and-future-coming-out.html' title='Past, Present and Future: Coming Out'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610657880608607787.post-8821075300414247599</id><published>2008-06-15T18:49:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:03:26.218+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prequel'/><title type='text'>Adventure Continues: The Prequel</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I want to start my story about nine months ago when I broke up with my boyfriend. Not going to go into too much detail about that period of my life, except for the fact that he prompted my coming out. I met him christmas 2006 and decided that it was about time to tell my parents, I will cover this more in depth in another post, anyway, after we broke up and I moved back home, I decided I wanted to leave town, this was something I had always wanted to do but never dedicated myself to the idea. So I began to save up, which was a struggle as Im not much of a saver and later set the date. Over this period, my Mother left my Father for another man and things got messy in that respect. Also, my sister decided that she would make a life changing move herself and moved to the capital city of Wellington about two months before I made my move. So my family has pretty much imploded and none of us kids live in our home town anymore. My family can be kind of complicated to understand, I have three sisters and a brother, I'll introduce them in depth in another post. So anyway, mid last month (May) I made the move to the city of Auckland where I am now living with my best friend and faghag Mellise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610657880608607787-8821075300414247599?l=overabridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8821075300414247599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610657880608607787&amp;postID=8821075300414247599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/8821075300414247599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610657880608607787/posts/default/8821075300414247599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overabridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/adventure-continues-prequel.html' title='Adventure Continues: The Prequel'/><author><name>Jarden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WZeaTSKTHXE/SFS13NqwUYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e13clnUWatE/S220/jardentongue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
